Dear Kayla,
The month of May has really swept us away, I am even
surprised I could even have a moment to write to you. But this letter has been
playing in my mind for quite a while and I feel if I don’t write to you I will
forget all the beautiful details I want to remember and want you to remember.
Kayla you are now 7 months and a week and my angel you have
finally learnt how to say Ma Ma. It was so amazing when we realised you were
saying it because it was a cross between a cry and a mumble of words. Then you
just said it clearly in the middle of the night while half asleep “Maaaaa
Maaaa.” Your dad and I had to giggle because it was clear that you only said
Maaa maa when you wanted something and were not to happy. And Da Da is the
sound you make when you are happy. I am trying to get you to realise that Ma ma
is actually me your mother and not a word you say when you upset. “OH Mother!”
We took you on your second visit to Swaziland last
week. I must admit you were a lot better in the car than your first visit which
was during Christmas time. I think you love cars just as much as your dad does.
You laugh when I make the sounds of a car Vvrrrrroommm Vrrrrooom and get
excited with anticipation when I repeat it again. Maybe you are actually making
fun of me because none of the cars we drive make a sound like that.
Dad has really started pouring into his passion – Cars. It
is very exciting because he gets to test drive cars and write all about his
experience on his blog (www.amotion.co.za). You probably don’t know the real
difference sitting in your car seat but we have got the opportunity of driving
in some very cool cars. When we were in Swaziland we drove in the Mini Countryman
which made me feel like we were in a Cartoon car. I must admit we did look a bit
awkward having that car packed and travelling with you in it. I am sure people
were like “That sure ain’t a family car guys!”
I personally wasn’t used to people looking at us, well I guess it wasn’t
us, it was the car. I didn’t realise how unique the car was till I realised
that I hadn’t seen many of these kinda cars on the road.
There were four of us couples who planned the trip to Swaziland and
we had such a great time just being out of the city. Although we were the only
ones with a kid I think you started to get the other couples quite broody. It
was quite nice for me because I actually got to have a couple of hours
uninterrupted sleep while the others took turns looking after you. We spent
time with your Sekuru (my father) who
was so happy to have the house full again since Ambuya (my mother) was in
Canada for the month helping uncle Hama and aunty Giselle with your cousin
Xaria. We also got to spend time with grandma and grandpa Middleton in Big Bend. It was so hot in Big Bend
but so relaxing. I personally loved being back in the sugarcane landscapes. It
reminded me of my childhood days in Mananga.
Being back home in Swaziland really got your dad and I
thinking and missing how simple life is out there. We love Johannesburg and
its drive and how sophisticated it is, but it really gets me thinking how much
longer we will be able to keep up? Living in a complex does get a bit
claustrophobic and I personally don’t like the idea of you being a city girl. I
would want you to climb trees, ride your bike through sugarcane fields and dirt
roads, build mud houses and discover life outside of the city, like we did. If
living in a big house in the country would mean us working harder and spending
less time as a family then I would not want it. Can we really have it all?
Anyways those are just the thoughts on Mommy’s mind. Love
you so much.
Mommy
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