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Luka is one

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It feels like yesterday when I was pregnant and now Luka is one, we had a pink polkadot birthday party and she went to school yesterday, how on earth did that happen.  She is only one and so much happened in that year!

We moved to Australia, sold all our worldly goods, we moved house, Luka started school, twice, I started a new job after being jobless for two months, the list goes on.

Yes, Luka started school, best of all, she started sleeping through the night, we still feel like we cannot take her grocery shopping, yet we jumped on a plane with her, twice.  It is simply unbelievable.

She is a very clever little girl and the teachers at her school use words like 'spirited' and 'strong willed' to describe her, where she gets that from I simply do not know...

Liam and Gerhard are in the Kruger Park this week and the girls are left home alone.  I am exhausted as I spent the night tossing and turning sleeping in the middle of the bed, then on my side, Gerhard's side...I hate sleeping alone.  Gerhard starts work on Monday, we have a house full of stuff and two cars, so all in all, we are back to normal, or just about as normal as people who did all the things we did in a year can be, sometimes I think that stone cold crazy about sums it up.

We are busy, trying new things, learning new things, doing things I never thought possible, we go to gym, we run, and we dance. 

So what I am trying to say in a very roundabout way, we are in a happy space, we are back where we belong, it feels good and we are happy.

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