Multitaskular

This all happened yesterday. I shit you not.

Cleaned the sheets my son had wet through,
Mopped the milk he so thoughtfully threw.
Let out the dog that was whining so loud,
Swept up the trash she went out and chowed.
Scrubbed the carpet when she then got diarrhea,
Chased the baby when he got far too near.
Rushed out to clean more dog poop outside,
Diarrhea all over, I could have died.
Baby then threw mac & cheese in my face.
Of course I ate it, why waste?
He then he peed on the couch just before tea,
Then peed again on the floor, making sure I could see.
He spat out his milk on the dog's back,
Dog then rolled on the carpet, to see if I'd crack.
I threw out the carpet, it was beyond repair.
So now the lounge is horrible - ugly and bare.
Oh, did I mention my son is teething again?
So I was up 3 times in the night from his pain.
And this all happened while my husband's away,
It's Murphy's Law, what else can I say?

It's the final countdown

Okay, I know I'm a sucky blogger - I haven't written anything in over a month. But our new skin care product launches in a few weeks and there just haven't been enough hours in the day. What with launching the business and Micah teething for weeks and weeks and me never sleeping... ever. And Halloween. And Uwe running off to do tai chi (while Micah throws a tantrum). And then Uwe running off again to meditate, accompanied by, yes you guessed it, yet another tantrum: sometimes mine, sometimes Micah's. I gotta say, it totally sucks when you're so wired up and stressed your dogs look at you like you're one of those black cloaked horseback monsters from Lord of the Rings. You know, the creepy ones with the bugs and blood pouring out of their feet? Or were their creepy feet just in my imagination? I'm not sure anymore - a shrink would say I'm "projecting my insecurities" which might be true. I do have really really ugly feet. But no issue with bugs that I know of. Hmm, it's a conundrum...

But I digress. So I've been in survival mode. And you know what Carol Burnett said about survival: "You have to go through the falling down in order to learn to walk. It helps to know that you can survive it." So if Carol is right then I'm all set for surviving because it feels like I've been doing one hell of a lot of falling down lately. 

But bumps and bruises aside, I've had another idea that's got me so excited I can hardly sit still. If you read my last post, you'll know that we visited Bathandwa Children's Home last month. And since I've been back in the US, I've been racking my brain to think of more ways to help these kids that thrive against the odds. Well here's my latest plan: I'm thinking of self-publishing a little book for them. A kid's book all about the importance of loving yourself and believing in your destiny and following your dreams. What do you think? Nothing fancy, but honest and heartfelt.

So if you know of any existing kids' books out there that are inspirational and life-changing, please let me know? For the kids, but also for me.

   

Here is a video that we shot at the children's home when we were there. It was produced by our friend Justus from 2C Productions. I love it, even though my ass looks big, my hair looks frizzy and my makeup is smeared. Because I think I look really happy. Like I was meant to be there. Like I was really in the moment, which I was. Maybe that's what my book should be about - seizing in the moment. I know my zen husband would approve. And I'm sure the dogs would too. Because sometimes you've just got to hop off the world and enjoy the view. Even if you are on the edge of a very high cliff. And you're terrified. And it's a long, long way down.