9 Months - The Birth of a New Me

They call Cape Town the mother city. Why? Because everything takes 9 months.

In short, I relocated to Cape Town after being retrenched from my former job at SA Leisure in Johannesburg. Consequently I took the first job opportunity presented to me which required moving down to the Cape. Unfortunately, it left me unemployed by November 2015.

I am now still living here and have been officially unemployed for almost 9 months.

I have been on an overwhelming and humble journey of self discovery since. I have learnt more about myself on a personal level than I ever did in my 10 years of working. I have had the chance to meet myself, discover the core of who I truly am and have begun to believe that I can achieve anything that I set myself out to do.

I started working from the early age of 22, without completing my degree due to both financial restrictions and becoming a Mom. At that stage in my life I was forced to to earn rather than learn, but found a whole new world of learning that set me on a great path in my career. I worked my way up the ladder to success.

Life, however has other plans. The universe closed doors, set me on a quest and has certainly taught me a thing or two about life. From earning a great salary to not being able to buy food, making ends meet with miracles alone and maintaining faith in your self has been a real challenge.

A girl who had it all, had nothing. No more buying clothes and living up a social scene of blurry memories fell down the rabbit hole. A long fall which led me to looking deep inside beneath the shallows into much deeper waters of hidden treasures. I have found jewels within my soul.

All these years I thought the answer to universe was 42, but in fact the answer lies inside yourself. I have traveled all the way across South Africa to find forgiveness, let go of pain, heal a broken heart and begin to believe in myself as genuine human being again. No matter how clean your house is, soul cleansing is what matters most.

I have found love, a home (they say that's where the heart is) and most unexpectedly, the true me.

So the way I see it, as clear as I do right now, I can confidently claim that I am on my true life path and on a great journey to find my destiny.

When I received the shocking "news" on November 6, I trialed through trimester one with fatigue and "morning sickness" of losing my job, fear and depression, but when I finally moved into the second trimester of learning how to carry on with life my attitude changed and I began to find peace and positive energy of a new life forming within me. And in the late days of my final trimester and with pre-birth preparations complete I am left with that feeling that any day now this baby will pop.

My due date I believe will be early August. And I look forward to the birth of a great new happy fulfilling future career with me.

Hello world, waiting for new beginnings.