Dorette and Janita were at the hospital at 6:00 and I joined them a few minutes later – but we were told to wait in the reception area as the ward was not open yet. Janita was in good spirits and fortunately no one in the vicinity was eating or drinking!
Soon it was time to put on the hospital gown – can’t crawl about in that! She loved chewing my beads and even went into the theatre area with them. (The staff there thought the L’s were Catholic and that the beads were some kind of rosary…)
Janita was very upset when she woke up and threw a proper tantrum – she did not want to eat or drink, but once Dorette nursed her, she settled down for another nap and afterwards she was fine. I’m so proud of you Dorette, that you still breastfeed her a little bit - al is dit net vir ‘n trosie. Daar is darem niks soos ‘n mamma nie!