A journey to motherhood – 2nd trimester

We were recently featured in the Preggie Diaries section of the Mamas and Papas magazine. It was a three part series, documenting our journey to parenthood/my journey to motherhood. This is what we had to say about our 2nd trimester…

All my life I have wanted to keep the gender of my first baby a surprise. The thought of being in the labour room and the doctor saying the words ‘it’s a girl’ or ‘it’s a boy’ when the baby pops out has been a lifelong dream.  Contrary to that, my husband, Zieyaad, has wanted to know from day one. Up until the 19th week, I had managed to get my way of keeping a secret. But then we had a scare. Whether due to major or minor complications, any scare of losing your baby is the absolute worst feeling. At the 20 week scan, I couldn’t but hold my stance anymore and we finally found out that we were a expecting a baby gir!! And from that day, we had called her ‘Princess Porschie’.

Princess Porschie has been on our minds all throughout every day. The excitement of feeling the first move within my belly, to purchasing her first dress, to purchasing the cot and planning the nursery room. How does one decide on these very many firsts of everything?? So many people will tell you that the baby will be unaware of its surroundings for the first few months and that so many of these decisions will seem trivial after your bundle of joy has arrived. But it is so difficult to accept this advice when all we want is the very best for our expectant baby girl. We have therefore taken the stance to do what makes us most happy at the moment and we are thoroughly enjoying each and every moment.

Pregnancy has come with its ups and downs during this trimester. After the scare, I was suspected to have developed gestational diabetes. Thankfully, it was only suspected. I was also hospitalised after contracting a viral infection. Thankfully again, it was only a few days of feeling really ill. The body is truly amazing. I have learnt that my body is in tune with my intuition, as my body would do everything to protect the baby first before myself, something I will always do for my soon to be baby girl. The foetal movements are becoming stronger as each day passes. I am so excited to meet this little being, whom has provided me with the unforgettable experience of feeling little butterflies turn into little pops and then turn into feelings of little arms and legs swimming about it my growing belly.

There is so much to look forward to and so much to be grateful for! We are blessed to be given the opportunity to become parents. To nurture, love and raise this little person with only the best of intentions. We can only pray and hope that we will be successful as parents, to our very special and magical Princess Porschie.

If you haven’t done so yet, have a read through my 1st trimester journey here.

our second insert in the mamas and papas magazine

a pic from our 2nd trimester

the first dress we bought her

the first dress we bought her

Sunday OOTD

I have always loved the idea of an outfit of the day post. So why not a baby OOTD post? And how about an OOTD post every Sunday? (Let’s be honest, an ootd post every day would just become boring for both you and myself!)

So here goes my first Sunday OOTD post! Let me know your thoughts 😊

Sunday OOTD

Babygrow – Naartjie Kids Clothing

Loafers – Pick n Pay Clothing

Pacifier clip – Treatmesweetlie (contact me: Treatmesweetlie@gmail.com)

Losing control 


the birthday cake (minus the cars)

It was a busy and successful day. My nephew had his 1st birthday party and it was a great success. The kids had so much fun at his Cars themed birthday party. I think that must be the best part of a children’s party, seeing the little guests go home beyond exhausted because they had so much fun!


my beautiful sister and her son

she was mesmorised by something

she was mesmorised by something

But now my home is in a mess. Ammaarah is finally sleeping, I am so exhausted but I cannot sleep.

I am laying on the couch, half watching a movie, but I cannot concentrate because there is a pile of washing that need to be folded, the clothes I wore this weekend need to be thrown in the wash basket, the kitchen is untidy with so many things that need to be packed away from yesterday’s preparation for the party today, the kitchen floors are covered in glitter and flour because of the party favours we made, dishes need to be washed, her bottles need to be sterilized, the cook books I used last week need to be packed away, the lampshades I am staring at need a spring clean, the tupperware cupboard needs to be packed, her 0 to 3 months clothing need to be sorted and given away, that bottom drawer in the kitchen that is filled with every odd and end that needed a home needs to be sorted, I need to complete orders for my pacifier clips, the fridge needs to be cleaned, etc. etc. etc. The list is endless.
All of a sudden I feel like I have lost control of my home. I don’t know where anything is anymore. I don’t know whether I am coming or going.
I am a control freak, and always have been. I need to have things in order. I need to do things a certain way. If that does not happen, I lose my mind! That is most definitely part of the reason why I struggled to adjust to motherhood – because I lost control. Those times I wished to be back at work as opposed to being with a crying baby, was only because I wanted control. I yearned for it. I wanted to be able to do something from start to finish without any disturbances. That cannot happen anymore unfortunately.
when did you cheeks become so fat??

when did you cheeks become so fat??

happy girl early in the morning!

happy girl early in the morning!

And that’s okay. I am trying to make peace with it. Before, I would have been doing a spring clean on a Saturday evening because the chaos bothered me too much to sleep. Now, it is bothering me, but not to the point where I need to do it at this moment.

This is a new me, I am now a mother. And I am slowly beginning to get to know myself better. Step by step, moment by moment and day by day.