Summer in Berlin…and we are sick


it’s beautiful outside, 31°C and sunny. The boys are healthy luckily, but Papa Madola is lying bed with a fever, infected sinuses and joint pains. He is an easy patient as long as he is sleeping 🙂 I was also sick, was stung by a wasp last week and had a seriously shitty allergic reaction to it over the weekend. Luckily the doc gave me some cortisone tablets so that I can function again today. I looked like a ‘Streuselkuchen' or maybe more like I had measles. Anyway, its over now, the rash is calming down and the swelling is almost all gone! So glad its over. Its not a nice feeling to be so itchy, swollen and overall feeling weird.

Now looking after the husband while the kids are going crazy in the flat. Babka in the over, an order form my husband. Healthy dinner has been shopped for and will be made later when it gets a little cooler. I think I`m gonna keep on cleaning, clearing and making the house a little neater. Every once in while I get an attack of wanting to give lots away and make space. I feel its cluttered here and I don’t like to have too many things. It makes life harder and chaotic. I like it to be minimalistic but with a charm and warm feeling. Just not too many things!

And I guess I have to prepare for autumn too. Even though the temperatures don’t really feel like autumn, I know soon its gonna change and then I will be scrambling to get it cosy in here. So now that I have some time in here, maybe I will use it wisely and prepare a couple of things.

xx Mama Madola



Alltägliches Ringen mit meinem Großen


Ich muss zugeben, im Moment habe ich Phasen in denen ich gern alles hinschmeißen möchte. Mein Großer, Lennon, stellt mich im Moment tagtäglich auf die Probe. Als ob er ausprobieren möchte ob ich es auch ernst meine. Das ist sein Job. Das muss er tun, Grenzen austesten, meine Worttreue prüfen, sein eigenes Reich abstecken und auch mal sagen dürfen: “Mama, bitte lass mich in Ruhe ich möchte jetzt spielen”. Doch das ständige austesten kann auch ganz schön an den Nerven zerren. Ich mache es grundsätzlich gern, mit Ãœberzeugung und Liebe, doch auch einen Job den man liebt darf man mal anstrengend finden…oder nicht?


Lennon wird im Dezember 5 Jahre alt und sein Horizont wird immer weiter. Er fragt mehr detaillierte Fragen, will viel über die Natur und vor allem Tieren wissen. Ich liebe das. Das Fragen und wenn ich es nicht weiss muss ich es rausfinden… Toll, so kann ich auch noch dazulernen. Lennon ist total vernarrt in alles was krabbelt. Von Spinnen, Armeisen, Kellerasseln zu Fröschen, Fischen und größeren Tieren wie Katzen, Hunde und Bauernhoftieren. Wir müssen regelmässig zur Domäne Dahlem um den Kühen, Schweinen und Hühnern Hallo zu sagen. Es ist ihm sehr wichtig. Jeden Tag fängt er ein Krabbeltier und bringt es nach Hause. Er hat mittlerweile immer eine Tupperschale mit, falls er fündig wird. Wie bekommt ihr es hin euren Kindern die Natur nahe zu bringen wenn ihr in einer Stadt wohnt ohne Garten vor der Tür? Je älter die Jungs werden, je mehr Fragen von Lennon kommen, desto mehr wird mir klar das ich möchte das sie viel Natur erleben, fühlen und aufnehmen können. Ich möchte das sie wissen wo Gemüse und Früchte herkommen, wie sie wachsen und wie sie alle heißen. Ich möchte mein kleines Wissen von Pflanzennamen an sie weitergeben und ihnen nahelegen auf die Natur aufzupassen, ein Bewusstsein für unsere Umgebung zu entwickeln.

Doch ich empfinde es als sehr schwer das zu erreichen in der Stadt in einer Etagenwohnung ohne Balkon. Die paar Pflanzen die ich in Töpfen hier in der Wohnung habe machen nun mal keinen Garten wett. Mal sehen was noch wird…

XXX Mama Madola

Riding his bike


my oldest son, Lennon has been nagging me to teach him how to ride his big boys bike. Since we restored my old one, the one I learned how to ride a bike on, he has been trying to sit on it and couldn’t reach the floor yet. We tried again three weeks ago and he could reach the floor. He was over the moon and we went straight ahead with balancing and I showed him to put the pedals just ride to gain momentum and so on.

It didn’t take long, he was very persistent and patient, and he told me to stop helping him, not to hold him and to let go. When did kids become so clever?

wIt literally felt like he was asking me to let go and let him gain more independence, to loosen the string just a little more for him to grow up and become his own self. I let go and felt so proud but also so sad. Proud of my sunshine boy that has now entered the stage of riding a bike, so proud that he went with it, wasn’t scared of it, didn’t need training wheels and learned riding his bike within a week, from first time sitting properly on it to being able to jump on and off by himself and steer his way past pedestrians and other obstacles. And very sad because he is growing up so fast, pushing for independence and learning so fast that I sometimes feel I can’t keep up. He has made a big jump this summer, and the summer isn’t even over yet…

Being a parent must be the only job in the world where being proud, love and sadness lay so close together you experience them all at once.

Mama Madola

Back again… new energy!


the last month has been crazy, my little man has started kindergarden and even though I thought I would be cool about it, I do miss him when I leave him for 15 min. Crazy how attached a mother is to her child. Oh well its crazy how I am attached to little Lennon, who isn’t so little any more after all.
He doesn’t visit the kindergarden the whole day, just for two hours and I am accompany him the whole time, but I sit in the background and let the kindergarden teacher handle everything. Then I leave for 15 min and go around the block once or twice to kill the time. Its weird to have the time/ peace to look at things in the shops, windows and be at a supermarket without having someone pull stuff out of the shelves from their pram. Hahahaha after 2 years of having my sunshine around, I can’t remember life before him. Thats great. So happy to have him and to also slowly find some new freedom.
Next week we will hopefully take the next step and I will leave him for a longer time so that he actually really accepts and realises that I can go and leave him with the other kids and that I also come back every time.

Otherwise Berlin has been rainy, grey, winter and pre-adventszeit. When I lived in Cape Town, I always missed this time. The time when it gets cold and rainy. I do kind of love putting the heaters on, lighting candles all over the rooms and baking christmas-biscuits. It makes my heart feel warm 🙂 I have made some double chocolate chip cookies so far and some peanut butter biscuits. Lennon loves them, so do I. Papa Madola isn’t such a biscuit fan. So Lennon and I get to eat them all…


What do you guys bake, pickle, cook during this time?
Its funny in Cape Town this feeling of having to bake, cook, pickle things, never overcame me. Must have been the warm weather and time at the Clifton Beach that kept me occupied enough to not think about it 🙂

Would love to hear what you guys are making this christmas-time.

*Hugs and Kisses*

Lennon and my iPhone


Just paged through a parenting magazine ‘Nido’ and saw that according to a study (KIM-Study 2012) two thirds of kids between six and thirteen years of age are interested and glued to a cellphone/ smartphone.
I was a little shocked but then reminded myself of my own little man Lennon. He isn’t even six yet and he is already asking to play with my iPhone.
I always wonder if we as parents should give in, to the ‘new-age’ way of playing, or should we be hard and make it clear from the beginning that we don’t want them playing games on the iPhone.

I grew up without any smartphones, iPads, we didn’t even have a computer or TV. When my siblings and I wanted to play, we went outside, played in the room with cars, dolls, or we sat around looking at pictures in books etc.
But I do remember, whenever I went to a friends house, where they had a TV or computer, I was literally glued to the ‘new’ entertainment. It wasn’t very social of me.

And now that I am a mother and have to make these decisions for my son, I always wonder what the good middle path is. A little here and a little there can’t be bad. But everything in moderation.


But I do find it very scary how my son can un-slides/unlocks my iPhone, slides the icons to the left to reach his one game that is on my phone. He taps it, hits play and plays the game. When he is done and had enough, he pushes the home button to return to the home screen and put’s the phone down.

I downloaded the game only for the really hard times, when he is screaming on the underground train, or when he won’t sit still at a doctor’s office etc. But maybe I should delete it and stop letting him play with it.

I have made it my mission to not be on the phone as much and I try really hard to leave the phone behind when I am on the move and busy with Lennon.
And I must say, I haven’t been on the phone as much and he doesn’t get reminded of the cellular device 🙂 The nagging for the phone has almost stopped. Great!
I most definitely miss it more than he does. Its kind of sick how we believe we can’t live without these things. How it’s such a habit to check my emails all the time, check facebook and who is doing what. I mean it really is mind boggling how we depend on these devices out of habit.

*Hugs and Kisses*

New in Town…


Unser neuer Kiez 🙂

Hier ist mein erster Versuch etwas interessantes von mir zu geben.
Ich, nennen wir mich mal Mama Madola, bin vor 6 Monaten nach Berlin gezogen mit meinem 18 Monate alten Sohn, Lennon, und meinen Mann, nennen wir ihn mal Papa Madola. Frisch aus der afrikanischen Sonne Kapstadt’s in das kalte und verschneite Berlin. Es war und ist nicht einfach.
Es hat sich aber gelohnt, darüber sind wir uns sehr einig.
Wir Deutschen wissen nicht was wir an unsere Heimat haben bis wir für längere Zeit, bei mir waren es 6 Jahre, im Ausland waren, soviel ist klar.
Mein südafrikanischer Mann und ich hatten uns entschieden nach Deutschland zu ziehen wegen unseres Sohnes. Hier kann er eine Kindheit haben ohne hohen Mauern ums Haus, immer nur im Auto rumkutschiert zu werden und er kann Fahrrad auf der Strasse fahren. Ein wirklicher Luxus, wer hätte das gedacht.
Wir kamen im goldenen Oktober in Berlin an und ich merkte wie sehr ich Deutschland all die Jahre vermisst hatte. SOOO viele Leute waren draussen, Kaffee trinken, einfach quatschen, Tischtennis spielen und so viele Kinder. Toll!
Wir hatten uns für den Prenzlauer Berg entschieden weil es nahe an der Arbeit meines Mannes ist und weil uns die Gegend zusprach.
Doch eigentlich hatten wir ja keine Ahnung!
Ich hätte nicht gedacht das ich so schnell an meine Grenzen kommen würde. Obwohl ich merkte ich hatte viele Dinge, vor allem den Lebensstil vermisst, beobachtete ich auch eine Reaktion in mir die ganz und gar nicht mit der deutschen Unzufriedenheit umgehen konnte.
Doch das ist etwas für einen anderen Tag…
Mein Mann und ich sind überglücklich den grossen Schritt getan zu haben und wir warten nun, auf den auf sich warten lassenden Sommer, um Berlin zu erkunden.

*Love and Kisses*