Posted in Baby OL, Children, Family, Food, Ordinarylife, Parenting, Trail Running, Women

Things kids say!

Summer is coming and this year I might have a bit more time to do the beach thing.   With that in mind I have decided to cut down on the junk food – I am not going to say I want to be bikini ready as I very rarely do bikini’s but I would not mind getting back into the same shape as I was December last year (Click for bikini photos from then).  Also with the Dryland Traverse coming up on 5 weeks being a couple of kilograms lighter might make quite a difference!

So, I was about to tell Mr OL my plan and I started with…..“I stood on the scale this morning”

Little OL, who was close by and overheard, piped up “Mommy did you cry?”

I nearly did, with laughter, after that comment!



It took me a couple of seconds to realise that she thought I had hurt my foot by standing on something.

Posted in Art, Baby OL, Family, My New Business, Ordinarylife, Parenting, Running, Sketches, Tenants, Trail Running, Training, Training, Women

A quick catch up

My poor blog – so neglected…..

I start a post in my mind and then stop.  Too much information, too boring, said already or whatever the reason the thought gets ditched.

So, I am writing this one, one not thought out ahead of time.  I have nothing much to say but so what…. Here is a basic update of what is happening in my Ordinary Life.

  • I am still doing the Art Techniques course through and loving it.  I don’t feel that I always have enough time to do the art project but you only are required to do 2 to pass and I have already done two, so am not too concerned if I miss a week here or there.  I am just completing all the theory quizzes and that will be enough.  Here is a picture I drew (the London taxi) for one of the assignments, the topic was “Mail Art”

Mail Art

  • I am driving Mr OL batty with thoughts of trying to start (another) business.  I constantly have ideas in my head but generally they don’t get much further than the planning stages
  • I bought another property – think I already mentioned this – and have since found out that the tenants that I was led to believe were “good” have not paid rent in 5 months.  I am hoping that the current owner gets rid of them before I take over.  I am sure that it is a breach of contract or something if he said that they were paying when I signed for it but they were not???  Any ideas?
  • My foot is …. I am actually not sure.  All I do know is that I still can’t run.  I am going to take 6 weeks off and then hope for the best.  We do know that there is no muscle damage, no tendonitis, no ligament damage and nothing else that can be seen in x-rays or an ultra-sound.  These however do not rule out a stress fracture.  In the meantime I am going to go for Gait Analysis because something I am doing has caused this.  I am also going for massages (yay) and to the chiropractor who is doing dry needling as my muscles in my legs are in knots.  I am hoping that this all makes me stronger. I am also trying to stretch in.  I really need to get in the pool and on my bicycle…..
  • I am having a serious case of “mommy guilt” at the moment.  Next weekend I was due to go to the Knysna Oyster Festival to run the HoutKapper Trail… Mr and Little OL were going to stay behind in PE.  Now obviously the running is out – however I have already sorted out my accommodation….. So…….  A weekend away sans husband and kiddy????  I am going to go but why do I feel so guilty about going away by myself for the weekend?  My mom, brother, sister and a multitude of my friends are all going, Mr OL does not want to go….urgh!  Would you feel guilty?

Wow, for a post that I did not think about I sure had a lot to write.

Oh, yes – MR OL surprised me with an Asus Transformer – well, he actually surprised me by asking if I would like an iPad Mini – I said no.  After he got over the initial shock I explained why.  So he helped me get the Transformer instead.  I LOVE IT!

Posted in East London, Ironman, Ironman 70.3, Ordinarylife, Port Elizabeth, Triathlon, Women

Essential Ironman Preparation

There is a lot that goes into getting ready for an Ironman or ½ Ironman race.  Obviously there are the months and months of training and the mental preparation.  That we all know about, but once you have done that there is so much more to do.  I am talking about the more important stuff!  The stuff that really matters on race day – like ensuring your toenails are painted (preferably matching your bike), your legs and under arms are shaved or waxed and your hair is done.  In my case when I say done I mean coloured.  Horror of horrors, your finish photo has the grey showing!  So, to ensure that this disaster does not befall me I am off to an emergency appointment with my hair dresser this afternoon.

A few weeks ago I realised that my next appointment was only after the 20th I called him in a panic and asked if he could please, please, please squeeze me in beforehand.  He laughed and said yes, and I was the 2nd person that week to phone him for the exact same reason.

Very glad to see that we PE athletes have our priorities straight!


Posted in 30 Days of Gratitude, Family, hiking, Ordinarylife, Women

30 Days of Gratitude – Days 7, 8 & 9

Day 7 – I am grateful for my health.  I have a cold/flu at present but at least they are rare and don’t usually hit me that hard.

Day 8 – I am grateful for finding a hair stylist that not only makes me look good, but also keeps me in stiches of laughter while I am there.  I have been going to the same person to have my hair cut for 11 years.  After much insisting on his behalf last year I finally let him colour my hair as well.  Oh, the joys!  After many, many years using a box to colour my hair I am so grateful to have somebody else do it for me.

Day 9 – I am grateful for ALL the wonderful women in my life.  One of whom I have only recently met but is a true inspiration, the more I know about her the more blown away I am!  Also, my sister who phoned me all the way from Australia today – YAY.  And of course my mom – an unbelievable woman who celebrated her 60th Birthday by climbing Kili (in 2005). She truly is remarkable

My sister, mom and I celebrating my mom”s 60th Birthday on the top of Kilimanjaro in 2005.
Posted in Baby OL, Children, Family, Ordinarylife, Parenting, Swimming, Women

Out the mouths of babes

For the past few Sunday’s I have been taking Little OL swimming at the gym. She took to it like… well, like a “little mini me” to water.  Have a mentioned that I LOVE swimming?

This time, instead of changing at gym, we changed beforehand, at home.  I put on my costume and then pulled on a T-shirt and shorts.  Little OL looked at me a little confused, and then asked “Mom, where your boobs gone?”

How do you explain a Wonder Bra (with extra padding) to a 2 year old???

Posted in Art, Children, Family, Food, My sketchbook, Ordinarylife, Quilting, Sewing, Women

Making a plan!

I want to thank everyone for their comments on my previous post – and for the kicks up the backside. I needed it.

Little OL is doing so much better.  I can notice a huge improvement in both her temperament and energy levels and I did not even know there was something wrong with them.  She has always been a happy child but now she is bouncing off the walls (in a good way).

Unfortunately I have not heard anything further from her Nanny, which I am guessing that is bad news on her behalf as I am sure she would have contacted me if she could.  I have tried contacting her but her number is no longer operational.

Little OL seems to be doing fine at Day Care full day.  It has simplified one area of my life as I now don’t need to pick her up at lunch time and take her home.  I did not realise how much of an extra stress that was.  Seeing how much of a change that one little thing has made to my day I have decided that other areas of my life need simplifying too.  I am generally a pretty organised person, especially at work and I have decided to carry this over to my home.  As I work through what I am doing I will let you know.

Here is my list so far (I am sure I will add to it) as well as some of the stuff I have already done

  • Sell Little OL’s baby stuff
  • Organise recipes – DONE
  • Create a meal plan (Mr OL has a new job with longer hours and is no longer doing the cooking)
  • Organise baking stuff – DONE
  • Organise craft stuff – DONE
  • Organise sewing stuff
  • Do a drastic clear out of my clothes – be ruthless this time (I have lost some weight and my work pants no longer fit)
  • Take stock of everything in the freezer – keep the list up dated.
  • Take stock of everything in the grocery cupboard – keep the list up dated.
  • Start a family file with all the important stuff in it.  Dates, numbers ect.

Then there are some things I want to do that are not purely organisational

  • Draw every day – I used to carry a sketch pad around with me and draw, I want to do that again (I want to post about this in a separate post)
  • Repaint 2 chairs (started – I have finished the first coat – so happy) – DONE – read about them HERE.
  • Start the quilt I want to make from some of Little OL clothes and blankets from her first year.
  • The abs challenge with Pink Hair Girl.

I am sure both these lists will be added to as I work through them.

Posted in Ordinarylife, Running, Training, Women

What the “expert” said…

I know there are quite a few myths about running – I am not going to try and dispel any of them right now, but as I was jiggling along on my run this morning I remember a “talk” that was given at our school when I was about 12.

I went to an “all girls” primary school and every now and then we had women come in and give us talks on nutrition, beauty and various other things.  I remember one lady talking about whatever – I was not really paying much attention until somebody asked her a question about exercise.  I am not really sure what the question was but I vividly remember the answer.  She said that running was not a good way to get in shape. In fact we should avoid it as it was quite bad for you and it made you soft and lumpy…… She then used the following example. She said that your body was like a tub of yogurt, it was soft but reasonably firm, until you shook it – then it went watery and lumpy.  That was what you did to your body with all the bouncing up and down with running. 

And they wondered why nobody wanted to compete in athletics day the following month……

Picture found here

Posted in Baby OL, Family, Ordinarylife, Pregnancy, Women

Birth Story – better late than never.

I went into labour on my due date, so this birth story is the only thing that was overdue!!!!

I had planned on working right up until I went into labour, and I pretty much did.  It could not have gotten any closer.  

On Thursday the 18th at about 16:15, whilst still at work, I just had a feeling that I was going to go into labor that night.  I was not sure why, yes, I know it was my due date but I just had a feeling.  I emailed my sister from work and told her I was going to have the baby that night.  Funny, because when I got back to work this week, there was a reply from her.  When I got home I told Mr. OL that I we were going to have a baby that night.  He would not believe me! 

Just before 10pm I went to bed still insisting that we were going to have the baby that night.  I was not having contractions or anything, it was just a feeling.  I got up a few times, going to the toilet and was beginning to think perhaps my water had broken, but decided it had not, that I was being stupid and got back into bed. This happened about 3 times. The last time Mr OL had come to bed and he was getting fed up because I turned on the lights.  I thought to myself perhaps I should put a towel or linen saver on the bed – just incase. Then laughed, I was being totally stupid.  I mean, there were no signs that I was going into labour and the doctor had said the baby would probably on come the following week.  I got back into bed and about 2 minutes later I heard a pop and it felt as if somebody threw a bucket of water over me!  I should have put that towel on the bed.  I turned to Mr OL and told him my water had just broken, there was NO DOUBT!!!!  I was soaked.  He replied “What am I supposed to do about it?”  Take me to hospital dammit!!!!  I phoned the labour ward to make sure that we should go in. They said yes, so we did, it was 22:15!!!  On the way there I sms’d my mom and then my sister who phoned me right back.  As I was talking to her I had my first contraction – nothing hectic but I knew what it was.  The second one came as we got to the hospital.  After that they just kept coming but there was no rhythm!  They hooked me up to monitors to time them but they were pretty erratic.  I was not dilated or anything.  

The midwife came and checked on me pretty regularly and within an hour I was 3 cm dilated and the contractions were still very erratic but coming often and strong.  By this stage I had already started throwing up.  She said I was going very fast, so she moved us from the labour wards to the delivery rooms and she called the anesthetist.  He arrived close to 1am.  THANK HEAVENS!!! Why people do that with out an epidural is beyond me!  

I must admit that it is a weird feeling, I could move my feet and toes but that was it!  I could not bend my legs or feel any pain.  I also got really cold, they put a couple of blankets on me and a hot water bottle.  I was still shaking and did not get any sleep.  Mr OL dozed on and off in the Lazy Boy chair in the corner.  I was still hooked up to monitors and could see the contractions and the babies heart beat.  My blood pressure was also taken every 10 minutes, but it stayed at about 110/70 (as it has been through most of my pregnancy and before).  The lowest it got was 90/50 at one stage but went back up again.  The baby’s heartbeat also dropped at one stage, but they put a load buzzer on my tummy and “woke it up”.  

At about 5am the midwife told me to start pushing, she also said that I must have the baby before 7 am as her shift ends and she wanted to meet it.  I replied that I had better have this baby before 6am as I did not want to be pushing for two hours. 

They turn the epidural down, but it is still a very weird sensation.  Some of the movement came back to my legs but I could still not feel them.  I could also not tell if I was pushing or not.  I mean, was I just huffing and puffing and scrunching up my face or was I actually pushing where I was supposed to be pushing?  In between the throwing up I kept asking the midwife, “are you sure I am pushing right?”  Apparently I was.  After about 45 minutes she said that the baby keeps getting to certain point and then when I stop pushing it slides back again, she called the doctor who arrived shortly.  I pushed a couple more times when he told me to stop and they were going to use forceps to get it out.  Fine, what ever is best.  I think the doctor was there for nearly 15 – 20 minutes at the maximum.  The midwife was fantastic and she basically does all the work. He is just there for the glory – when the baby is actually born which was at 5:53 am.  I then started throwing up again.  The midwife had said it might happen. In fact she was spot on. She had said at the beginning when I was throwing up that I would probably throw up again when pushing and then whent he baby was born.  One thing – I now don’t eat pinapple flavoured Super C’s anymore!

About 4 hours old

I was really worried about holding a newborn.  I had not held one before and have always shied away from holding babies.  But it was as every body kept telling me. When it is your own it is different.  As soon as she was born they put her on my chest, all slimy and slippery and everything and I was not worried.  Odd, as I always thought I would be worried I would drop her.  I only kept asking, is it a girl.  They took her a way for a few minutes and put her on a table under lights to keep her warm.  I was so worried that she would fall of, not sure what I was expecting, that she would roll or something.  LOL – at 4 months she has still not learnt to roll (although is getting close).  Anyway, they put her back on my chest and she started to feed.  

Just born!

I can’t say I had that rush of love feeling, more like a “oh wow, this is a baby feeling”.  I just felt calm.  My mom arrived shortly after she was born and stayed with me for a while (all day).  They asked me if I would mind if I kept the baby with me for a while longer as they had a sudden rush in the labour ward and there were no nurses to take her to the nursery to get weighed or anything – would I mind, NO.  Odd question.  Any, I stayed in the labour ward for a couple of hours while they helped other woman.  I guess my only compliant about that was that she was suckling the whole time on one boob and that led to me getting a cracked nipple, which took about 6 weeks to heal and ended up bleeding and being FLIPPEN sore!!!!!!!  It was nice to be able to spend that time with her though.  At about 9 am they said I could go for a shower and they took Baby OL to the nursery to get weighed and stuff.  Mr OL went with her, while my mom stayed with me.  After showering I went to the ward, where I had a room to myself.  Not a private room, just nobody else in it.  It remained like that for both nights.  After a couple of hours Mr and Baby OL came to the ward.  I could not believe that I had just had a baby.  In fact I still battle to realise that I am now a MOMMY and have a daughter.  It is such a weird feeling. 

So I guess that is the birth story!  Just the cracked and bleeding nipple thing is NO joke.  I have never felt pain like that.  I have never sworn so much in my entire life!  It is a pain that goes right through your entire body.  OWWWWWW  And to know that you are going to feel that every time she feeds which was every 3 hours.  But I persevered and am glad I did.  

Also she is a very contented and quiet little baby, she hardly ever cries and when she does it is because she is tired or hungry – usually tired.  She sleeps quiet a bit.  I am very happy as I am not sure I could have coped with a child that cries a lot.  Here is my favourite picture of her and I, taken when she was 5 weeks old.

Love this photo

The above photo was taken by Yolande at Maliaka Photography in Port Elizabeth.

Posted in Baby OL, Family, Office, Ordinarylife, Women, Work

Just call me Pammy

There are some things I never thought I would do – and getting my boobs out at work was one of those things…I mean, not even in my younger, get drunk at office party days did I do that. In fact I did not get them out in public EVER!  Not even on topless beaches.  I am a very conservative girl as far as that goes. 

So, I swore I would NOT be one of those woman that breastfed in public.  I was not sure what I would do if my child was hungry but whipping them out was not on the agenda.  I stated this loudly… and frequently.  I think that was the first on my list of “things I said I would never do before I had kids” to bite the dust! 

Well, back to getting my baps out at work – I am going to try and continue breastfeeding Baby OL exclusively until she is 6 months old. And that means that I need to express at work.  Hummm awkward!  Luckily our business has two floor, but only one of those is occupied so I can go to the second floor and sit in an empty office – or as I have been doing this week – in the board room.  It just feels WEIRD sitting in the boardroom boobs out and all.  But, I have turned one of the chairs to face the window, open the blinds and sit in the sun, quite pleasant actually.  Thankfully there are no tall buildings in the vicinity or somebody in one of the adjacent offices might get quite an eyeful.  Actually our IT guy nearly got an eyeful yesterday.  He walked into the boardroom.  Yikes, luckily I put a chair in front of the door and was facing the window.  He was still rather embarrassed.  I now put a Do NOT ENTER sign on the door.