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    It’s 2020 and I still don’t have visible abs

    So it’s the start of a new year and the end of my maternity leave and I’m outchere SO ready for this new season! I love this place! “And what place is that, my dear?” I hear you ask. (Okay, I didn’t really hear you ask, that was just me talking to myself). Well, this “place” I am referring to is the mental head space one finds oneself in, at the start of a new year. You know what I’m talking about…  the feeling of being absolutely ready (read: desperate) for positive change. It is very closely followed by the feeling that things are going to be kwaai overnight. Lies, I…

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    Faith over Fear: Trusting God for sight

    Guest post – From as far back as I can remember, I have struggled with my vision. I started wearing spectacles at the age of six and I remember the very first day I proudly brought my new apple-shaped glasses home. I stepped out of the car with a ginormous leap onto the pavement and a smile stretched from ear to ear because I could actually see where my foot was landing, for the very first time! You see, my father had glaucoma – a terrible eye disease which often leads to blindness. As an offspring, not only was I extremely nearsighted with an astigmatism in both eyes, but the…

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    Faith over Fear: how a cup of hot water lead to a ‘Cup of Faith’

    Guest post – A lot of people know that in June, my youngest son burnt around 80% of his body with hot water. I haven’t really written about the experience in full, because it’s still one of the most traumatic things I have lived through. It was just 2 days after Eli’s second birthday, and we were celebrating Father’s Day. The following day was a public holiday and the kids were on school holidays, so we figured we’d order Mr.D and have a movie night. After placing our orders, we realized we didn’t have ice-cream and chocolate sauce, so made a quick trip to the Spar around the corner. I…

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    Faith over Fear: A tapered journey

    Guest post – There are moments in our lives that will either define us or break us. Lately I have been wondering which moment I’m living in. This is a narrow space and on either side of me the squeezing seems to be reaching a breaking point. The demands of life cry out to me from the moment my eyes open. I am a mom. A wife. A principal. A special needs educator. I am all things but there doesn’t seem to be space for me in my life. Its 5am. My alarm blares loudly and it bounces around inside my head. Life rushes in and immediately those familiar anxious…

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    Faith over Fear: Choosing faith

    Guest post – There has been so much chaos in South Africa with gender based violence being on a constant rise in our country. Today I want to share how I have been using my faith to get through the current chaos in the country concerning Gender based violence happening the first thing that comes to mind is of corse fear because the evidence is their but fear is Satan’s first mechanism here is proof : “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.-2 Timothy 1:7” It is clear from the scripture above that fear is NOT…

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    Faith over Fear: A lifetime of yes’s

    Guest post – For as long as I can remember, I have been a creature of habit. Trying not to upset my own apple cart.  I have never been very spontaneous and I never did anything that was not planned. I am a serious organizer. I like a lot of detail and I make lists for everything. I plan ahead and like when things are perfect. I lived a comfortable organized life… that is, until I got saved… My story is nothing out of the ordinary. God saved me, from a mundane life of comfort. I was prodding around life, trying to please everyone except The One who created me.…

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    Faith over Fear: Lets talk about faith

    Guest post – Lets talk about everything that’s been going on in our country.  Protests against Gender Based Violence,  #enoughisenough,  wearing black on Friday and all the things that come with it. It’s been a harrowing week for women and children in our country, but it didn’t start recently.  It’s been coming over years and years. Time has passed and our society has become so numb to violence, so conditioned to accept things for what they are, and to just live a life of fear. I have read so many posts on social media when the news broke of Nene and little Amy-Leigh’s kidnapping about how women were afraid. How…

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    Faith over Fear

    What a time to be alive. I mean, without even factoring in the fact that I’m female; simply being a human being is reason enough to fear for your life now a days. Well, that’s what the news and media tells me. You can’t escape the negative news, even if you tried. And even though I think it’s a good idea to stay abreast with what’s happening, most of the time I wish I could unread some of the articles and news reports I find strewn across my social media. Why? Well, simply because I try to live a faith-based life. Reading the news kinda makes me NOT have faith…

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    Are all men trash?

    When I was about 10 years old, a friend’s grandfather tried to French kiss me. I remember his gums (no teeth, you guys) and gaping mouth coming towards me, as he gingerly put his arms on my shoulders and tried to pull me close. The old guy had invited me into his house, knowing full well that the friend I had been calling on wasn’t there. He had intentions. Fortunately for me, I was a fiesty thing, and broke away from him before he could ensue damage on my young body, and ran all the way home. I did not see him again and I didn’t tell anyone. And guys,…

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    My birth story: an unplanned C-Sec that changed everything

    You know I’m always joking around about the fact that I’m a (self-acclaimed) preggy expert since I’ve been pregnant very many times in my life. And when it comes to birthing my babies, I’ve always opted for natural labour (unmedicated for the most part) because I know my body and I understand the birthing process and what needs to happen. But when I was admitted to hospital on Monday afternoon, for an induced labour, I had absolutely no peace about it at all. In fact, I ended up crying (no jokes) because something did not feel right. But let’s start at the beginning: “Imma push this baby out!” We visited…