The month of July

This month of July has not been so easy for me.I had just landed from Pretoria and my husband was expected to leave the country for Korea.I know he loves his job but I had missed him for a month,and again I was going to miss him for some three weeks.My son had started school in my absentia and coping up with taking him there every morning has not been easy.I am not complaining,iypts just that I think I was not well prepared for it,and to make matters worse,I have no house help whatsoever and doing the Cpd assignment,work and my son is not simple and for that reason I call myself a hero,or a super mama.
My son also had school day,where the parents would go see what their kids did and I must say I was very impressed with how much my son can do,I mean he scribbled his book with a writting that only I could perfectly understand.He simply painted the letters and that tells me he is just a genius coz he is hardly three years and he already is doing all this?
His teacher,Pauline,says he is such a social boy,so friendly and brave.In fact during the meeting,he kept calling her name to just show her what he had either drawn or tell her a thing or two.

This my baby really makes me a proud mother.who would not love to have such a son?Even with all the struggles I go through as a working mother and wife,I believe its worth every effort and I am motivated to work harder each new day.I just get so encouraged by him all the time and I now love my mom the more.I just wonder and worry much more about those kids out there who have no one to call mummy or daddy.Not because these two adults are dead or something like that but because the two adults decided to just throw them away to some dustbin or just abandoned them somewhere.This makes me wonder if these parents especially the mothers carried them in their wombs for nine months and actually gave birth to them as well.

This is one reason i have decided as a parent,that i would love my baby boy and all those kids that are yet to come out of me,and where possible,be a mother to those that have no one to call mum,because they deserve better and they dint ask to be born any way.

Fatigue

Ever wondered where the word fatigue came from?Well,I too have wondered and unfortunately for me,I haven't  got an answer yet.Hopefully,one of these days I will.
These past days,my world can be summed up as fatigued.I have been tired from the day I landed down in Entebbe.

I have had to clean my house immaculately clean,not that it was dirty,no,its just that I like my house sparkling clean and yet the two boys of mine had a lot to do during my absentia that they did not observe the detail of cleanliness.
Well,that was it,and my boys still rock and make no mistake,I still love them and besides when I was away,they took greet care of my goats and the exterior of the House.

Oh!back to fatigue,I have had to start my assignment but its not been easy,because I think I am just still tired from the one month CPD experience,its actually now that I am realising how tiresome it was.

I had to also get orientation to my sons school,since he started going there,I had not been there.He has this sweet teachers who really care so much about children.What amaizes me is the fact these teachers take care of the kids,teach them,and above all play with them.This reminds me that as a little girl,that is what I wanted to be,an elementary school teacher,but I had change of heart as I kept growing and since then I think I have had uncountable times change of heart.

My friend Harriet gave birth to a baby girl,however,the baby came out tired and has been in a nassery for one week now.This period is not so good for her family.It has been such a trying moment because no one knows what to expect but we pray for the best.

Trip to Soweto

In the last one month,yesterday,6th of June was very historical to me.Dr.Merlene and Joan decided to take us for a trip to Soweto,this was the first time in life I was going there,I had previously hard many stories about this township but I had  a chance to visit.
How Soweto came to be is a story for itself, most of the people came looking for employment in the mines and they gave them free accommodation I don't know how this looked like those years but the truth is what I saw there yesterday was a state of emergency,I just can't imagine people living without water and electricity,because this is a human right,I just don't know if there is nothing that these peoples government can do for them.
Sad news aside,I managed to see the stadium where the 2010 Fifa world cup took place at,its amazing,so magnificent.
We proceeded to the Mandela house,and the history this house unvails is one of pain and persistence.I don't know how it was during apartheid but am sure my brothers from South Africa suffered.
I thought I had seen enough at the Mandela house,until I got to the Pierson Hector Museum,this place gives a window to what happened in those days,how man can be so cruel to fellow man when he chooses to...Personally, I shed a tear or two, no one deserves to go through the kind of suffering and torture that these guys went through.

Home,sweet home

I haven't written for sometime now,well,I blame jet lag and the catching up I had to do with everything that I left when I went to Pretoria.
Saturday the 20th of June begun on a low note.We had to submit our wiki and blogger for assessment yet the guys at Protea Manor had already disconnected our WiFi,our pleading with them fell on deaf ears,it was not cool at all.
Any how,by ten in the morning,we were all set for the airport,the chauffeur was right on time,and we all were so glad to go back home.
The journey was okay,we happened to travel with some of our tumors and it felt so nice seeing them once again.
By seven o'clock we touched down the Entebbe intertnational airport,the clearing this time round din't take
 so long and within minutes we were done.
When I came out of the arrival gate,I was met by my son,husband,a colleague and his daughter. My sons hug brought me tears of joy,and once again ,am happy to be home.
This two days have been so good,I have managed to get enough sleep for the fast time in a month.However,I have too much on my desk and I hope to catch up soon.
I have also been trying to get a hold of my friend Flavia,but its proving difficult, in wonder what happened to her.Did she reach home safely?Why hasn't she said anything yet?I pray that all is well with her

Last lap

Today,am so very happy.This marks the last day of our one month stay in Pretoria.

This week was not so simple,I mean we had assignments to work on,the emotions were high people lost their  cool and truth to be said,it was very heartbreaking,I don't know how to put it,but it was disturbing to know that some people under looked the ability of others,some people could simply just not accept the fact that we had to collaborate and bring our output as one.

Anyway,all said and done,the differences we had were ironed out,we had to.This gave us a lesson or two to take home

The 12th day of the month.

Today is a very special day to me,on this date exactly two years and a half months ago,i gave birth to my son,my sweet baby boy,the one who gives me moral to work harder .This boy makes me smile,he makes me want to be a better person by the day.I love him and today,he is also making another new month to his life.Its just unfortunate that i am far away from home and the best i can do is to make a Skype call.

Oh!did i also mention that my husband and I had to make a decision to take him to a daycare center before i could travel?This was not an easy one for me,i was used to having my boy home with me and if i was busy and couldn't be there,my sister in law Betty would help me take care of him.But here i was faced with a challenge of letting his aunt take care of him and travel to her village or take him to daycare center then his dad would pick him every evening.

I was a little scared,but then i had to make the best decision and that's what was best.I wish my boy all the best in life and God's blessings.

Between 10th and 11th we had power rationing,in the university of Pretoria and it was not a cool experience at all.

On 11th the same thing happened ,but this time i was in the shopping mall,i just couldn't buy anything,they couldn't process me,anyway,i am just happy and then i also got an email from Joan ,The CPD administrator giving us our pickup schedule for pickup from the hotel to the airport because our program is soon ending,i got so exited and started parking immediately

SNOW BYTES

When i saw this tittle in a video clip i watched today,it was funny,i thought its about snow white,anyhow,the storyline is the same save for the fact that Snow Bytes is a bout technology and in particular saving documents.

I dint know that this was actually giving us an emphasis on saving our documents,because in the evening,when we were given our assignments and when the deadline was approaching,they decided to load-shed,this was not cool at all but yet prince Dublin was not there to save us as he did with Snow Bytes.

I have learnt an important lesson today,i have to always save my work or i pay for it dearly.  

The kind of secession i had today was not what i would call a cup of tea,however,with practice i know i can digitize documents in my collection