Madness, a quick update to get back into blogging.


The last few months have been insane. Here is a quick recap of the madness, starting in September last year:


We had planned to travel up to JHB for my mom’s wedding at the end of September. We made a week of it and had a bit of a family holiday before the end of year sprint. A few days before we left Shaun got a call from a company in Pretoria asking him to come in for an interview. We quickly shifted plans a bit and he attended the interview the day before the wedding. The next week was spent talking and planning and trying to not freak out. We got home and he got the call that he got it; they wanted him to start 1Nov. That’s where the madness started. Shaun resigned, I spoke to my boss and organized a plan to work remotely, Lily was meant to start a new school the day after we found out, I cancelled that and was lucky enough that her old school could keep her for another month. We gave notice on our flat, booked a truck and started packing. My mom found us somewhere to live in Centurion and researched schools, hospitals and gynes. I was going to only meet my new doctor at 36 weeks pregnant. Shaun then remembered he was writing exams the first week of November. This threw us. He spoke to his new company and they were ok for him to start the 2nd week but he couldn’t change his exam venue. This meant that he would have to stay in Durban while I moved us and drove Lily up to JHB alone. At 32 weeks pregnant. I did it with no problem, except that half way into the almost 6 hour drive, Lily spiked a fever of 39 degrees. Quick stop at the Montrose rest stop, break open the car “just in case” kit – wet face cloth, thermometer and panado, followed by ice cream and we were back on the road. She wasn’t well for a few days and I ended up having to find a doctor in my new town, the first week we lived there.


Shaun passed all his exams, drove up and started work the following day. That was 7th November. Lily started school the same day and went on holiday a month later. I was frantically working from home in that time, to try and get as much done as possible before the baby came. I met my new doctor on the 28th Nov and booked my bed in the new hospital. I was 36 weeks. Lily finished school on the 6th December, and we spent a week together, me moaning and uncomfortable and her painting, drawing and bored to tears with a mommy who could barely walk anymore. On about the 12 Dec, we decided to buy the house we were living in. It had suddenly gone on the market and was too perfect to let it pass by. Shaun got the ball rolling and the following day, I went into labour. I had only met my doctor twice but as you all know, she didn’t deliver Emily anyway as she wasn’t on call. I didn’t know gynes did that, but I was pretty annoyed. Anyway, the new gyne was lovely and I will return to her again. I far preferred her to the original doctor, who was rushed and cold.


I was in hospital for the weekend and came home on the Sunday arvie. I was very sore, in a ‘this isn’t quite right kind of way’. A few days into it and I couldn’t take it, I went back to my original gyne. I was a sobbing mess, could barely walk for the pain. She told me I was depressed and prescribed anti depressants. She had a quick look at my cut, said my stitches were torn and told me to take pain killers. As I was leaving I started crying again and told her this pain wasn’t right. I was so sore, she prescribed antibiotics for a bladder infection, without testing my urine or examining me. That was the Friday. The following Wednesday was Christmas day. I had been feeling fine but woke up that morning a bit sore. Took two panados and a suck it up pep talk. The following day I woke up in agony. I couldn’t walk, couldn’t get out of bed, shaking with fever and just feeling horrendous. It was boxing day, so short of going to the hospital not much was to be done. The following morning I went to see the stand in gyne (cue gyne number FOUR). She saw that I had an infected uterus and kidney, due to an untreated bladder infection, turns out the rushed prescription of antibiotics weren’t enough. She prescribed strong antibiotics and to come back in three days, after three days I was still in a lot of pain but infection markers were going down. She advised a hospital stay with IV antibiotics, but the thought was to terrible. How could I do that with a toddler and newborn over the festive season? I decided to stay home and wait it out. Anyway, the long and the short of it is this: birth and recovery sucked. Six months later and I’m still struggling with recovery. I’m glad I have my two healthy girls and don’t have to do it again.


Emily was born 13th December. I started working again full time on the 1st of March. Juggling working, a baby and a busy toddler and a husband who is travelling a lot has it’s challenges. This is my excuse for being a crappy blogger. I am going to try my best to blog weekly from now on, This post has been thrown together so that you all know what we have been up to and why I have been so quiet. I promise to post more updates on our adventures starting now…




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.

3 responses »

  1. Crumbs you have been having a hectic time! Amazing how those useless doctors ignored how your gut was speaking to you and you knew something was wrong. So sorry that all happened but I’m glad for your new babe! Congrats on the baby and the new environment.

    • It has been hectic, but alls well that ends well. It is so frustrating when doctors don’t listen to us and think we don’t know our own bodies. I had it with my first birth and swore it wouldn’t happen again!

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