June 01
N2, N6, N2, N2, N2
Us again, the Bandas. Thanks for following along. It’s hard to believe 3 months have passed since our last update - there’s so much to share! A recap:
February for the Bandas was marked by an exuberant amount of hours on the N2, back and forth between Sulenkama, East London and Mthatha. The Land-rover started having hassles with her suspension and lest we continue driving at a lop-sided 45 degree angle - we took her down for her initiation period in Lionels Landy’s rehab in East London. Up-and-down we went with her: suspension, engine checks, electrical failures - you name it. Multiple re-admissions to rehab for new and old problems. It’s been a journey with her, but we do look forward to her (hopefully final) release in June and, truly do, hope for improved behavior.
However, nothing ever happens outside the Lord’s will. During the many weekends down in East London, sometimes extended periods as Ricardo had to stay there waiting for status on Miss Landy - we got to visit Cambridge Baptist a few more times, spend time with the East Enders and catch a vision for next year - more on that later.
And Mthatha you may ask? Well, as is well known by now, we have been excited to announce that Baby Banda the 1st is on their way! We did say we had an “ever growing family”, lol. We found out on our very first night smack-dab in the middle of somewhere, a New Years Eve surprise, with fireworks in the neighboring village to celebrate. The Banda trio had begun.
The Lord has been so gracious through the process, and despite a scare or two in the early weeks, we landed upon an obstetrician in Mthatha where we have received good care. Our first appointment was at 7 weeks pregnant and Baby B measured just 1.07cm head to toe, already with a strong little heartbeat. This however marked the start of a very rough first 20 weeks of pregnancy with quite severe “morning” sickness (really, all day sickness) and debilitating fatigue. Women who charge through pregnancy with grace are a marvel to me, truly. I have never felt such a hollow version of myself, such a wreck - as if I were losing myself. I felt truly ill like I had contracted a deadly case of Scarlet Fever in the 50s. Despite the great hurdle those 5 months were the Lord brought us through and gave me much pleaded for release from most of my symptoms as we approached May… and most importantly, Baby B has developed beautifully and healthily - weighing 800g now, and has gone from 1cm to 36cm in length.
March too was a busy yet special month for us - gran and great-gran to be (unbeknown to them until their arrival) came to visit all the way from the city of lights, a 3 day journey for them. Showing them the little places and views we had found, and exploring new places was quite the oasis, and sweet sense of home we had missed the past 3 months. They even spent some nights at Nessie Knight when I returned to work, experiencing the life we live here. We greatly appreciated the week we got to spend with them.
We were then on the road again on a hit and run trip up to Joburg for the weekend to celebrate the wedding of Khaya and Tlotliso - a beautiful celebration. A jam-packed weekend as we made plans to announce our pregnancy to those closest to us, Ricardo’s mom, the church, and family overseas.
Among it all however work life continued full speed ahead. March marked my last month in the OPD/ED as I transferred over to paediatrics/maternity in April, much to my relief. I’ve always loved working with the moms and the babies, and being pregnant myself has made it a precious experience. Currently I am the doctor for the pediatrics ward, which truthfully is never very busy and rarely boasts more than 10 children at any point in time. Never-the-less, it is an important work and the children are often critically ill - sometimes just due to the severity of the disease, but usually exacerbated by delayed referral systems, poor health seeking practice or social circumstance, and traditional medicine. Once paeds is sorted I assist with maternity and if I really have nowhere to be I trudge myself back up to the outpatient department to be useful (reluctantly). Wednesdays we run High Risk Clinic for maternity which is run by the maternity doctor and myself - we see approximately 30 ladies deemed to have high risk pregnancies for whatever reason (certain co-morbidities, pre-eclampsia, gestational diabetes, previous caesarian sections, extremes of age, etc) - I look forward to Wednesdays. Thursdays are elective caesarian days where we generally have 1-3 women booked for the day. I perform the function of the anaesthetist for these procedures - inserting the spinal anesthetic and keeping the mother stable - resuscitating the baby if required although that is very rare here. Through-out the week I assist with anesthesia for emergency caesars as well, 1-3 a week on average. Really, the volume of work here is very measured.
April we spent most of our time between the hospital and Maclear - trying to catch our breath before our 2 week big trip back up to Joburg we had planned for the end of the month into early May. We braced ourselves for the 10 hour drive we had ahead of us with 3 dogs in the boot. Our time in Joburg was very busy - but wholesome and such a rejuvenation to our hearts. I feel it would take a whole post to outline the entire trip so I’ll summarise by saying we were blessed, by so much time with friends and family. Through soccer tournaments, games nights, special outings with our moms, date night at the orchestra, and crashing the Antioch church camp (a special blessing to able to see the Katunga family again) we saw and spent time with many people close to our hearts. A special highlight was the baby shower and nappy braai/birthday dinner thrown for us on our arrival, we felt so loved and needless to say far more prepared for our little one to arrive.
Of course mention must be made to the beautiful and precious wedding of Elke and Kegan Mackenzie (the reason for planning our trip over early May). A great privilege to be a part of the bridal party, to be able to attend the bachelorette, kitchen tea and of course, the big day! Both the bride and groom were beaming! Huge congrats to the beautiful couple as they embark on the wonderful road of marriage Ricardo and I embarked on exactly 1 year ago. We love you both!
On Ricardo’s side, and as a family, network had been slowly improving albeit unpredictable. We found ourselves managing to spend perhaps 4 days a week together, and 3 days apart - an answer to prayer - however disrupting and stressful for Ricardo as he constantly had to up and travel the 1.5 hour drive over the mountain pass to Maclear whenever the network dropped. Never-the-less the Lord was good and we cherished the time we could spend together, and the phone calls that were now holding majority of the time.
And with regards to the catching of that vision for the future beyond 2025? Upon leaving Joburg we had always been open to the possibility of extending our time in the Eastern Cape - the move had been extensive, and expensive. Additionally, we had known for some time that our vision was to raise our kids out of the city, in a quieter way of life - which required moving away from Joburg at some point in time. The question however was whether now was the right time, and if not now, then when? However a move back to Joburg would likely end up being a long-term commitment simply due to expense, and the imminent arrival of Baby B. Somewhere along the road, with the road always leading either to or away from East London, we realized that the Lord may indeed be opening doors, or at least allowing, the possibility of a relocation to the East Coast (albeit East London itself is just another city, the surrounding areas are much more serene).
This decision became more pressing as we realized the need to find a place to settle with reliable health care and support come August, for the arrival of our little one. For a mixture of reasons including lifestyle, financial, and circumstantial reasons we decided to explore our options along the East Coast. This certainly has not been a straight forward journey. Initially we considered renting, we thought to trial out the area for a period of time before committing. However, each time we set our mind on a place, it drifted from our fingertips the moment we thought we had it. Property after property this occurred. When it seemed that we had exhausted all our viable options for rental in the area we began an innocent mental exercise exploring properties for sale. What started as a “what if we?” Turned quickly into a serious consideration - and then eventually became a non-negotiable. We realized we needed to settle, and the next move we made as a family needed to come with a deep sense of commitment and stability. The road did not become clear overnight however. Initially we had our hearts set on a property in Gonubi, a neighboring town to East London - unfortunately/fortunately by the time we were ready to place down a fair offer, the property had been placed on auction. The Lord closed that door firmly however, more than once - and looking back, we are grateful for this. Although by this time we were tired, and honestly a fair bit discouraged, we kept looking (we even considered some Joburg properties). In what felt like a last attempt (while Ricardo was alone down in EL waiting to hear news on Miss Landy) we decided he should view a property down in Cintsa we had found a few days prior on widening our search. He went, and watsapp called me in on the viewing albeit the network kept cutting. He was completely besotted with the place, and convinced I’d love it - and from what I could see I believed him. We felt convinced on the property - and put down an offer. As we awaited outcome on our offer we became progressively more sure on our decision and excited for the future. When the offer was accepted we were overjoyed and travelled down to EL so I could view the place as well (which is beyond our prayers). We are so relieved and thankful to have a place we will call home and our own, to know where we are going come August and to be able to start building our home - Kuyambamizuyo (to send down roots). We are still working with the attorneys and the agents however everything thus far has progressed smoothly and we are assured all will be well in place by the 1st of August in preparation for our move with 3 dogs, 3 cats and a baby soon to come.
Yes, 3 dogs. Miss Cleo-belle Hazel joined the family in February - a little Boxer puppy (and Theo’s new best friend) who is growing fast and nearing 6 months old now. And 3 cats? Well that’s a funny story probably for the next blog post!
May marked our return to the Eastern Cape as we were greeted back with beautiful steady network and clear weather (this time between the stop of the rains, and the start of the snow has meant steady power and therefore steady water and steady network). This has been a huge blessing and has allowed Ricardo and I to spend a steady 3 weeks together at the hospital without him having to travel and be away for work. We have even managed to “smuggle” our dogs in and have them with us as it gets very cold in Maclear at night for them to be outside unaccompanied.
As we enter June we pray for continued mercy in this area as we proceed through these last 2 months before our much anticipated maternity leave.
Please be praying for us, as we are praying for you
Much love
The Bandas