When it rains, it pours.

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So the craziness started the day Lily was born, and surprisingly very little of it was due to her! She was born on the Friday the 2nd. My husbands safety audit started on the 11th, the following Monday. Some backstory quickly: Shaun is branch coordinator for QSHE, based at the Richards Bay office of a scaffolding company. He recently decided to move to site, so the company got a women to sit at the office to do all the safety admin & the office audit, while Shaun concentrated on the site audit. So while I was in hospital he stayed with me but had to go back on Tuesday to work his bum off to prepare for Mondays audit. He wasn’t to stressed though because he knew his site was ready and he had this new lady working on the office stuff. On the Sunday after she was born, we came home. As we got here we got a call saying Shauns grandfather was very ill and had been taken to hospital. Shauns grandfather bought him and his brother up, so he has a very special relationship with him. While at hospital it was established that he has end stage lung cancer, and possibly only 3 weeks left. We now realise we need to introduce him to his great granddaughter, but with a 1 week old baby & an audit we just couldn’t do it immediately. So shaun went back to work on Tuesday and was greeted with the news that this new lady was resigning with immediate effect. He had to go to the office and escort her off the property. So he now has all the work she was meant to do on top of his own, and to top it off? She deletes all the files off the computer. Malicious much? So my poor husband spend the first week of his daughters life working 15 hour days. Luckily my mom came down the week of his audit to help me.
When we first found out I was pregnant we immediately said to our parents that we didn’t want any of them down for the birth (they’re all in Jhb), or for the first week or so afterwards. We didn’t want to share our little girl, we wanted to get to know her and figure things out for ourselves. Some might view this as selfish but its what we wanted. I loved the first week alone with my little girl, but by the second week I was in need of some help! My mom came down and was fantastic. She helped me like only a mother can! She made my bed, did my laundry, cooked for us and basically allowed me to get some sleep & heal and get to know my baby.
When Shauns disastrous audit was over (with surprisingly good results) we went to the coast for a week to see his grandfather. Just before we left we get an email saying we have two months notice & have to move out of our house as the landlord has sold it. Seriously. We had a lease until Feb specifically to avoid moving with a baby. So we now need to find a home and pack and move! While we were on the coast the house we were staying in was broken into, and everything we had with us was stolen. Cameras, laptop and all our clothes. We were devastated. When we got home we had to find a new home, which thankfully we did quite quickly but we couldn’t take our cat with, so now needed to find a home for him. Sigh. Oh and did I mention that I have a newborn baby? Who now decides to have a growth spurt, the same few days my milk decides to stop. Oh and a week before Shaun starts exams. So everything was thrown at us all at once! But you learn to deal with these things, its what keeps life interesting.
Today we finally found a home for our cat, we’re getting movers to move us so I don’t have to do much and my mom is coming to help. The insurance is paying out after a long fight, although they’re only paying about a quarter of what we claimed for. My little girl is back to her normal happy self & my milk is back too so everything seems to be working out. It always does, I just wish it didn’t come at us all at once!

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About ournextbigadventure

After a few years of travelling around and itchy feet, my husband and I have embarked on our greatest adventure yet...parenthood! We have been blessed with a beautiful little girl named Lily Sage. Now everyday is filled not with questions of "where to next?" but with baby smiles, hiccups and milky breaths.

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