Make a Change Campaign

Good morning everybody,

So I initially had planned to post an article on the Funny moments of being a mom, however, the last two days on my instagram have compelled me to write this article instead.

To those in the dark, Europe, like South Africa has always had its influx of migrants, those fleeing from their countries to seek better opportunities for their families. Before it was just seen as a normal occurrence of events, however this has dramatically turned on its head with the amount of bodies washing ashore, especially that of children, in this day and age of technology, pictures have been going viral like crazy, and the video I saw this morning has left me feeling completely gutted.

The body of a toddler has washed ashore on the beaches of Turkey, the video shows the police carrying this lil boy after seeing him just laying in the sand. I’m sorry, but how can we say that we have evolved as a race if we still find situations like this happening daily?

Not too long ago I found myself bitching and moaning about leaving South Africa because crime had gotten so bad and children were no longer safe in schools or even just playing in the street. When across the world, parents are so desperate for a better life for their families that they are literally risking life and limb on unsafe boats to find a better life. I cannot begin to imagine the mindset that one needs to be in to make that decision.

How things can be so terrible in your country that you would literally place your chances on getting on a boat with only the clothes on your back, just for a second chance at life.

Words are truly failing me to explain the gratitude that I feel now just for being able to open my eyes this morning and have a cup of coffee. For being able to hug my baby a bit tighter, for having an amazing husband to snuggle with, even for being able to sit in traffic without fear that I might not make it home to see my family.

I know that I am only one person, if I had superpowers it would be to stop war and famine, to be able to help out all these families so that they would never have to be in this position, so that that little boy would be able to get the chance to kick a ball, hug his mommy & daddy, or even be able to see his first day of school. We will never know his name, or where he came from, but I truly make dua & pray that Allah (God) make us thankful, make us humble to appreciate the amazing lives we have, to make it easier for those who are in such desperate situations that this seems to be their only way out.

I do however have one request from whoever chooses to read this article, even if it is one person, try to help out someone in need, if you can donate monetarily to an organization, perfect! If you can assist even just one family or person, to give them just a slight chance of reprieve from their hardship, then I beg of you, please do that. Better yet, don’t give anything of monetary value, give of your time, help out, be nice, search for that innermost part of your humanity and let’s be the change that we want in the world. No hash tags, that won’t change anything, but action!! Physically doing to make this world a better place; Yes, it’s not forever, but let’s leave behind a legacy of change, lets cause a ripple effect that extends globally to make this world better.

This article might not reach far, hey, I might be the only one who reads it even, but I am hoping that no other precious soul needs to wash up on a lonely shore before we all wake up to the reality of the real issues that are happening all around us.

Make that difference, I know you can.

*Update: The little boys name was Aylan Kurdi, he, along with his five year old brother Galip and their mother Rihan had all drowned after being denied asylum in Canada. I cannot imagine what his father is going through, but from me, I ask your forgiveness, on behalf of the human race, for failing you and others like you little ones.

With Love and Peace,

Dragon Mommy





Where it All Began


Good day everybody!

Every woman has certain milestones all thought out, the perfect proposal, the perfect wedding, the perfect pregnancy announcement? Uhm, not so much, according to youtube some women really put a lot of effort into it and I wanted to do the same. Well…..things didn’t turn out as planned.

Superman and I were still riding on the coat tails of wedded bliss, he had started a new job and I was finishing off my Diploma at university with the intention of working full-time the following year and studying part- time to complete my degree. After an amazing Summer 2014, seeing my brother-in-law marry his queen at an amazing wedding, then ziplining in Strand, life was just the ultimate party.

Time away from work was spent going for walks on the beach, or spending countless hours watching series/ Youtube *facepalm* not very proud of the latter lol. At  the end of January 2015, I started at a new construction site as a quantity surveyor and I was completely excited at the new venture that I was about to encounter. Needless to say that this venture came with a supervisor who was a complete and total ass.

I was also starting to feel a bit strange, just leaving it up to all the changes that were happening on the work front that I was oblivious to what was happening in my body. Then it happened, my period was late, which wasn’t a complete surprise to me as I was never on a regular cycle to begin with. So for curiosity sake, I bought a home pregnancy test that Friday after work, in my mind I was going to wait till the Saturday morning while Superman was still asleep (because the first pee is needed right?) then if it was positive then I was going to surprise him in bed with breakfast and tell him, if not, well then I would get back into bed and watch more Youtube.

As I got home that afternoon, the pregnancy test bugged me so much , that I’m sure it was burning a hole into my bag. 4pm became 5pm, and then because I am just so awesome at being patient (I’m not) I ran to the bathroom in my work clothes to pee on a stick. Lol, yes lets just leave it for what it is hey.

I sat, waiting , thinking maybe Im being a bit too overzealous? Then I thought, oh well, if I do find out now, I can just let him know in the morning ( again, not the best decision making I will admit).

The few moments that it took for the indicator to show that something(or nothing) was happening was the longest moment of my life. And there it was, two brightly lit solid lines, now one would think that I would be all emotional and crying? I spent all weekend in shock mind you.

Positive pregnancy test in hand, I called to Superman, who was working on his car at the time, and blurted out, “uhm, you going to be a daddy”. Big pregnancy announcement totally out the window, he grabbed me into a super big bear hug and that was that. No frills, no fireworks, just us, and if I could ever do it over I would do it the exact same way again.

We didn’t want to get too excited too soon, until it was official, so we went to the doctor on Saturday morning for another test, and BING! Yep, totally pregnant.

Telling our parents was strange though, mom and stepmom cried, dad and stepdad were very unshocked but happy (such guys hey) and Supermans parents were just happy. Telling the siblings resulted in hugs and kisses with fat jokes to follow but it didn’t bother me at all (cause I was still in shock remember)

So there we have it, my announcement may not have been Youtube worthy, but it was definitely a moment to remember.

Anywho, till next time 🙂


Dragon Mommy