Sunday, 18 August 2013

Neighbour's quilt......

A few weekends ago it was my Lovely Neighbour's baby shower. A bunch of us wanted to do something special for her so we all clubbed in together and decided on a personalised quilt for her little boy.

One of the ladies got the squares embroidered and I sewed them all together. The tricky part was that I got the fabric on Wednesday evening and the baby shower was on the Saturday morning.... and then on Friday the Lovely Neighbour borrowed my sewing machine to start sewing curtains for her nursery! So it was a bit of a rush in the end. But I'm quite pleased with how the quilt worked out. How awesome are the little animals? 
(admission time - everyone was asked to choose a Bible verse.... I chose the giraffe because he is sooooo cute!!) 



The shower happened in the back garden. I borrowed a gazebo from a friend of mine and made tissue pompoms and bunting. Another one of her friends brought the food - which was utterly delicious. Everyone brought picnic blankets and we had a super time. 




It was a great shower. And the Lovely Neighbour loved the quilt! =)

Monday, 5 August 2013

and now...?

We knew it was a rigged election and we knew it wasn't free or fair. We knew there was intimidation and that the voters roll was a complete fabrication!

Here is what we know:
1. The voters roll was never made truly public. Even the Zimbabwe Electoral Committee said in an interview that they did not have a copy of the final document.
2. The parts of the voters roll that have been seen show
                       over a million voters who have already died (some born as long ago as 1898 - in an AIDS                                    ridden, poverty stricken nation....)
                       hundreds of thousands of young voters between the ages of 18 and 35 in urban areas left off                                  the roll
                       hundreds of thousands of people turned away from registering for inconsequential or fake                                    reasons.
                      many known ZANU-PF supporters had their names repeated up to 6 times.
3. On election day there were so many 'irregularities'
                      thousands of literate and able members of the rural community being forced into seeking an                                  'assisted vote' - whereby your vote is cast for you by a member of the army or police.
                      thousands of under age members of the Border Gezi youth were bused into urban areas, with                               false papers, to vote repeatedly in different polling stations.
                      thousands of voters, previously on the roll, were turned away as they were not on the final                                     document.
                      hundreds of polling stations didn't have pens, thus hampering voting.
 4. AU and SADC observers were few and far between - there is no way they could have kept an eye on what was going on across the country.

And the results? A complete farce. No-one is saying that there aren't any people who support Mugabe. We all knew he would get a fair portion of the votes. However, the extent of the rigging is dramatic.
During the early 1980s Mugabe ordered a Korean trained national army into Matabeleland (the southern areas of the country who had opposed his move to power). The army murdered hundreds of thousands of men, women and children. The bodies were thrown down disused mine shafts. This action was called Gukurahundi. The people of Matabeleland have never forgiven Mugabe for this and have always, out of principal, voted for whoever his opponent is. And yet Mugabe won a 'landslide victory' in Matabeleland. I read a newspaper article, one of the hundreds I have poured over, which said it would be like Jewish people voting for Hitler!
Urban areas are incredibly strong supporters of MDC. It is here where the younger members of the population get the most information, where there is more open talk and where there is a higher level of literacy. Even in the capital, a known MDC strong hold, the ruling party won 'a landslide victory'.

The extent of this fraud is amazing. If ZANU-PF put as much energy into running the country properly as they did into rigging the elections, there is no doubt that the country would return to being the Bread Basket of Africa.

so what now? Well it's not good.
for a start Mugabe now has enough of a majority to change the constitution away from the more democratic version it is now (thanks to the MDC's involvement in the government during the last 5 years.)
There is a threat of more 'indigenisation' whereby the more powerful of the ZANU supporters can, essentially, take any business, school, land that they want. Do not for a moment think that this means that the poorer members of the population will benefit for even a moment! We will see what happened with the farms - they were taken away under the guise of helping the local community but instead they were placed in the hands of politicians and their families and left to fall apart. The local people, farm workers etc, in most instances were not even allowed to grow their own crops to feed their families on a subsistence level - and were punished if they tried.
Amenities like running water and electricity are already on the brink - some areas haven't received municipal water for years! Now there is little chance of any of it being fixed.
Any international aid that had been promised to the ruling government on the proviso of free and fair elections has been withdrawn.
Sanctions, that had slowly started lifting, are slamming down again - leading the country towards years of empty shop shelves, starving millions, stagnant water - cholera and typhoid outbreaks... The medical sector is already stretched with it's lack of funds and medicines - and now it will only get worse.
the chances are that the Zim dollar will be reintroduced - another sure sign of a collapsing economy. Before MDC were part of the Unity Government we experienced inflation of up to 5 BILLION percent. It's not an exaggeration. When we were paid our salaries we had to spend it immediately because the following day it would be worth half as much.

And what is the international community doing? Sweet F-all. It's barely reported on the news. And if Mugabe gets away with this, which I'm terrified he will, the rest of Africa will fall into further ruin as dictators and tyrants follow his lead. Sanctions, which the USA and UK are threatening to impose will only hurt the general population. Does anyone think that the government officials and their families were ever affected? They all had passports in fake names. Most ZANU-PF children enjoyed tertiary education in the USA for goodness sake, even though there were sanctions against them! Pathetic!

The last of our rhinos will be butchered so their horns can be used in China (this was already happening to a smaller scale - we know what will happen now.)
Our elephants, and the rest of our beautiful wildlife, be next.
Diamond mining (from the largest diamond deposit in the world!) will continue on the backs of slave labour - blood diamonds in the truest sense- being sold in China, Malaysia and India, the money lining government pockets.
Any sign of a reviving education system will be destroyed so that the population will be left penniless, desperate and illiterate - a mass of serving minions with no way at all of helping themselves out of their situation.
There will be a further 'brain drain' on the country - the young, educated members of the population will seek employment in other parts of the world.

There are no words to explain the depths of despair that my husband and I feel. And our feelings merely mirror those of millions of Zimbabweans - both in Zim and across the world - who were desperate for the change and democracy that was promised. The millions of disenfranchised Zimbos who were desperate to return home, bringing new expertise, education, technology, hope back to the country.

It could have been awesome.

We remain heart broken.

Sunday, 28 July 2013

election fret

So most of my family are in Zimbabwe, my birthplace, the land I grew up in, yearn for, love. The place I still call home, even though I've lived in England for the past 7 years. The place that my husband and I have every intention and plan to return to.

This amazing land, full of friendly people, dusty ground, sunny skies, huge thunderstorms and rain, potholed roads, long grass, big sky. This land is on the brink again...

Elections always bring the barely controlled excitement, the what-if feeling. What if the old dictator is finally ousted. What if the economy can finally be turned around, employing people, developing basic services, making things right again. What if it all works out....


but...
We know the elections are rigged. We know the end result before any ballots have been posted. We know the people who are being paid to ensure that the ruling party stay as the ruling party.

and
We fear. We fear for the people on the ground, the people being vocal and shouting out the election atrocities, the people who dare to vote for the opposition.
We fear for the violence that is bound to occur. The army and police versus the unarmed population.
We fear for the people who will 'go missing'.

We fear for the future.

a bizarre mix of what ifs and fear. knowing it will end in disappointment anyway.

but what if?
and the fear.



Wednesday, 17 July 2013

yeep....

I really need to get my head around the fact that this little boy is going to be with us in about 13 weeks. I have nothing ready. The kids at school gave me a couple of bits and pieces at the end of term and I did go to to buy a couple of small baby grows. Sum total of what we have:

3 babygrows (0-3mths)
1 warmer babygrow (0-3mths)
1 hat (0-3mths)
3 pairs socks

3 babygrows (3-6 months)
1 long sleeved shirt (3-6 mths)
1 pair joggers (3-6 mths)
1 toweling babygrow (3-6mths)
3 bibs

and that's it. I don't have any idea how much more I need to get but I do know that I don't have enough for him.

The ridiculous thing is that I have 2 friends who are also pregnant - one due 7 weeks before me and one due only the day before me - and I've been spending so much time making stuff for them that I've not actually even started making anything for my little dude. I do have ideas though - minion hats, bumblebee baby grow, little dungarees, tie dye onesies... and of course I have to make him a beautiful blanket (my signature gift for everyone else who's had a baby.)

But before I can do that I need to finish the blanket for my friend due in 6 weeks and make her a quilt for her baby shower (in 2 weeks), and make a hungry caterpillar quilt for the friend due the day before me..... and I know it's going to be so last minute for my own little one. :-/ Poor little guy.

Thursday, 13 June 2013

The Sprite that is.

We got to see the little guy.
and yes - we're having a little boy. Although he won't be so little - quite large in fact. But he is a he.
And we're already smitten!


Wednesday, 5 June 2013

scan fail

So Austin and I went to the 20 week scan filled with anticipation. We even arrived crazy early in our eagerness.
Went into the scan room to see the little Sprite - who was asleep, curled up tight and face planted downwards. Briefly he extended a little arm and showed us a tiny fist and quickly we could count 4 fingers and a thumb. Then the woman doing the scan looked as his brain development and said "wow, big baby, big brain."
She checked along his spine but then he wiggled - didn't like the pressure.
She focused on his heart - yup all four chambers are there beating away properly. Found the kidneys but could only check function in one because of how he was lying.
And at this point we needed him to move. We wiggled the tummy - he didn't like it but didn't move. I poked the tummy and he briefly splayed his hands - I imagine he was saying "leave me ALONE mum!"
We could not get him to move. Not a bit.
so out we went. I drank some cold coke. We walked quickly round the car park. And then I ran round the car park.
Back in... and nope - he hadn't moved at all!

in fact he was so tightly tucked in and face planted that we couldn't even get a picture of him - we didn't even get to see his face let alone find out if he's a he or a she. So bummed!

but - on the up side - we get to go and try again next Monday.

Thursday, 30 May 2013

nearly half way!

tomorrow. tomorrow this little Sprite will be half built. and on Monday we get to find out what paint job he'll have. very exciting.

I have been so very lucky so far with this pregnancy - not much sicky feeling, tired... not bad all in all.
but oh my goodness - the heart burn. I've gone from having one rennies once a day at the beginning of this pregnancy to having many many - and even having to have one in the middle of the night because the heartburn wakes me up. And last night I had to have 2. s
so bad. so bad!

but still - 4 more sleeps and we get to see the little guy again. and then either Austin will be smug at his prediction of a rich red paint job, or I will be smug because I'm betting it'll be a lovely blue. Either way we'll both be happy if the little guy is healthy and on track with his growth and development.

Any colour guesses?

Monday, 20 May 2013

dead. tired.

So everyone says you feel tired with pregnancy. Fine. 
What they don't say is that you know those days where you've been crazy busy all day, when you've run everywhere and done everything and at the end of the day you're bone tired ready for bed? Well, when you're pregnant that's how you feel when you START your day, so by the end of it you can't see how you can even get up enough energy to eat supper, let alone make it, or hang up the laundry or, let's face it, get upstairs to bed. 
Everyone says that your energy comes back in the second trimester. What they left out is the word "hopefully". Nearly half way through and I ain't seen none of that energy dat been promised me! 

and I still need to make 30 rat costumes this evening for our school play, make dinner, hang up laundry, mark a set of maths books.... 

They also didn't explain that when you're as tired as this, you tend to cry. I hate crying. This isn't a good evening. 

Monday, 15 April 2013

little Sprite

So here he is nearly double the size two weeks later. He kept playing hard to get, flipping over and showing us his back before we could get any photos or measurements. Hilarious little guy.
These pics are little funny looking - partly coz he wouldn't stay still for long enough, and partly coz the only ones we could get where when other things were being checked - his nasal cavity and his jaw bones. but those are his feet straight up in the air (?) on the right.


Wednesday, 10 April 2013

on to new things....

So quietly, secretly, I've had to stop drinking my little glass of wine with dinner.
Quietly, secretly, I've had to start moving the buttons on my jeans for a... comfier fit.
Quietly, secretly, I've been having to sleep a whole lot more than I used to, have had to buy new bras a size bigger, have developed odd feelings about food.......

Because quietly, secretly there is a Sprite growing inside me - sometimes known as The Alien when I feel like I might die.

And I'm dying for everyone to know, but also we've been really enjoying having the little secret to ourselves. So I can safely write it here because, let's be honest, I reckon I'm the only one that reads these ramblings. and so I can feel like I've told someone, but at the same time, it's still a delicious little secret....

Here he is at 10 and a half weeks.



And tomorrow we get to see him again - 13 weeks old.

Delicious, quiet little secret.