"With Khotso down for the next couple of months, I've been asked to step up. So I'll be working a lot more hours.""And leaving me with two babies all alone."He looks at me."Babe, do you want me to maybe ask Nothile to come down and help us?" He suggests."No, it's fine. I can manage my kids. I just feel like my life has paused. There's absolutely nothing going on in my life except being a mother. The only adult...
Celebrating 10 weeks of In Too Deep Khotso and Oluremi have been separated for two months now. And because the Mohales refuse to leave Oluremi’s house, Oluremi has moved into my house. Which means Khotso has moved into my house because he comes here to beg her everyday to forgive him and hear him out. Then he sleeps in the car and as his boy, I can't let that happen. So I let him sleep in the house now, in...
Celebrating 10 weeks of In Too Deep I honestly don’t feel like going anywhere today. I actually like Oluremi’s house a lot. It is not as big as the royal house, but it is warm and cosy – just like its owner. It is the kind of house that you want to lock yourself up in the whole day and do nothing but just be in it. Now I know why my son is always here and I barely see...
"Why don't you wear those shorts that you always bounce around in every morning?" I ask Lulu as she steps out of our bedroom in a short-sleeved maxi-dress. "Because your parents are also here in the house. I can't be walking around in shorts that have half my butt-cheek out." "Why do you let people do this to us? First, we got bullied out of our own master bedroom. Now, you can't wear what we want in our own house? It...
Khotso is feeling a bit emotional today. He just woke up in the morning and looked like he was carrying the entire world on his shoulders. "Baby? Are you alright?" I ask him. My plan was to jump into the shower and get my day started. My store is being built and I'm meeting with the branding and marketing people who will help me drive traffic to my store. Teboho is leading this meeting and the branding part of the shop...
Ona is getting dressed and ready for the day while I'm dressing Mohale up and getting him ready for the day. They are meeting up with Maboko and his boys for a play date. The boys are quite close and it's exciting to see Mohale's personality grow and come out more. He is such a little Ona and I feel like he took nothing from my personality traits. Lol. "Baby", I say to Ona. "Yes, love?" "I'm worried about Letlali." He is quiet. "We can't...
Today, I'm meeting up with Oluremi at a stunning restaurant owned by Maboko – yes, my hubby is simply a business genius. The restaurant is called Rooftop. It's literally on a roof, but it's such a vibe. It has four floors and each floor is outdoors with a sunroof covering it to protect you from the sun. When you look at the building driving along the road, it looks like a staircase leading to the roof. This place is beautiful...
We are halfway to the end of our story, and we want to celebrate with you. Thank you for keeping your eyes and imagination committed to this blog. I write for your entertainment and I can only hope that I do not disappoint. I was once asked why I love writing so much content. My truth is that I believe that with more local and/or relatable content, South Africans will read. These blogs have proven that. Most posts average 25 –...
I'm sneaking into my girlfriend's house because her parents are staying with her for some time. I don't understand why we must behave like kids. My mom doesn't treat me like this and I actually have sex in her house. Lulu now wants us to creep sneak like some teenagers in HER own house. Hai suka! We finally get to the bedroom and we can breathe and stop walking like mice. Tomorrow morning, I'm making a noise on purpose. These parents are not...
"Khotso!" I yell from downstairs of my duplex. I have been on set all day today. One of my novels is being turned into a limited series and I've been called to consult on the project. I just hot home and I saw Khotso's car parked outside, so I know that he is here. "Baby!" I yell again. This guy still doesn't answer me. I make my way up the stairs. Why is he so quiet? He is not in the master bedroom. I...
