The vehicle

And son we work hard

Creating moments

We pose

Creating moments

The mom and dad to be.....

Exaggerated sense of self

" you haters can go and die"
" to all my haters take this"
"Keep doing it and silence your critics"
" those who thought I wouldn't make it where are you now"
" haters gonna keep hating I keep doing my thing"

The above quotations are heard on a daily basis from just about Jim and Jack.

Honestly you have haters??
For what??
What have you done??
Did you invent a telephone or was it Graham Bell??


Our generation with the help of social media has taken the hate phenomena too far,
Just about everyone is held back by haters, or has a legion of people wishing they fail in life,
It's just not correct nor true.

It will come to a point where one will twitpic a loaf bread and say," going to kill this bread and eat it, all my haters watch as I slice the bread"
Our generation is riddled with lazy people who want to be famous, when they do they realize you can be famous and poor, then assume someone is holding their pay cheque back because they are disliked or being hated.

Do we honestly think there is someone out there who is losing sleep because we bought a fake G- star or Takeshi jean? And they wish you could die or be attacked by dogs until your jean is not wearable?
Do we think someone out there is mad because you posed with an empty bottle of BlackLabel Blue and posted the photo on Facebook ?

The haters we have are in ourselves, we hold ourselves back by being concerned with what other people think of ourselves,
We hold ourselves back by doing nothing, being lazy to think or work but want the rewards of hard work, this is self hate.

How can one hate someone who has no bed but has a car? Do you think people don't want you to succeed?? Or you don't want to succeed??

I believe we all suffer from "multi personality order" I deliberately said "order" and social media gives platform for both personalities to live independently, don't be that guy who the Facebook/ twitter personality is more successful/happy than the real you, it is not appealing and very manipulative.
Rephrase : social media gives us the platform for these multi personalities to co-exist, contrastingly so, this creates a mismatch of these personalities originating from one individual, simply this means .........illusion/lies/ madness.

Haters gon talk?? About what?? What is there about you that can last a conversation of more than a minute?
Are you the inventor of grass?? Every grazing animal owes you some mention or money??
We have an exaggerated sense of self, an overly sense of worth.

Motheo ( (27 weeks))

So much has happened from the last time I wrote to you.
Our faith in God has been rigorously tested, we received bad reports, your life at some stage was in danger.
Your Mom (my wife) and me prayed and praised God your maker through out.

The support of your grand parents was awesome, our friends were there every step, our church was a pillar of strength.
We were in hospital for almost two weeks, I prayed even in my sleep, I said to God "you cannot lead me on for this long and abandon me half way" it wasn't like him, The psalmist says "God Is God and God God" he led the Israelites from captivity in Egypt to the promise land safely, he is not human, he doesn't renege on his word/promise, he had not changed his plans about you.

After you and your mom were discharged for hospital the role that Church played was humongous , they made it a point that she was fed for three weeks without her setting foot in her kitchen, they provided meals for us, for that I will for ever be grateful to Go Church, Pastor Paul Nyamuda, Brother Mike Manyuni and everyone at Church.

Auntie Lerato and Champ ( her Husband), Auntie Moriana ( Mmamorategi) ,Auntie Shibu ( Mma Ofentse) ,Uncle Machaba and his wife , Brother Mike and his wife all popped in to say a prayer and to see you and mommy , your granny ( comrade Winnie) was there every step, we shall forever be grateful to them for their support and their prayers.

Well I am writing to let you know of the favour that God has bestowed over your life son, I want you to know that you are an overcomer, that there is absolutely nothing you can't do.
I feel very honored that God trusted me and your Mom with your life, we shall out do ourselves at all times to raise you in his ways, we will draw from his word and rely on his wisdom.

I love you, the astronaut himself Motheo.

Missed meeting

Mr Motheo Nepo the astronaut himself, my dude apologies for missing our meeting scheduled 7nth November 2012 08h45 AM.

I had an emergency to attend to, I tried speaking to your mom about rescheduling she refused point blank!!
First signs of competition made clear, in her own words she said " tomorrow ke nna le ngwanaka fela".
Your mom is not comfortable driving in GP traffic but for you she was willing to do confront her fear, you are one lucky dude my dude!!

I am incredible your mom amazing and you are awesome, your mom kept me updated on my way to attend to the emergency I alluded to, she sent a photo and assured me she will have the meeting on DVD.

The Dr's report is that you are doing too great growing to be a big boy, all tests came back and you were given a clean bill of health, God has been good to us and we praise him forever.

We are at the midpoint of our pregnancy, it has been 20 beautiful weeks and we have 20 more beautiful weeks to go!!
I have officially started a countdown, I am thinking we start a family business say call it Mahlatse & Son? Nah!! Getting ahead of myself!!

Your mom has started writing and will post here soon, I love you, your mom loves you, we love you so much!!

We are scheduled for the last meeting of the year 2012 on the 7nth December 2012!!

It's a boy

The 9nth October 2012 was another scheduled meeting with my young man, Dr Roodt and my beautiful wife.

I have in the past weeks read a lot about where you are, how you should be and all.

I have been encouraging my wife, your mom to take her supplements, to ensure you get all the nutrients your little self needs.

We can feel you in mommy's tummy. Your movements are cute, you get mommy visiting the bathrooms quite often when you put pressure on her bladder, however when she kindly asks you to move you do, very cute, sometimes she calls me to come talk to you and like a good son you heed your old man's request.

My lilman I love you, so in the Doctor's room he dials your number and you play hide and seek and got me worried a little, he dials again and you pick up, damn!!

I look at your mom lying on the Bed and we both smile, you disappear and we laugh, like an astronaut you are untouchable bouncing up and down with joy at least I assume, when your fact finding mission is done we shall be inseparable.

Oh and the Dr says " do you want to know the sex?"and your mom beat me to a yes and he says graphically I can see the penis and the scrotum its a Boy!!!

I for a moment zoned out, thought I was dreaming, for the entire day like a kid with a lollipop in his hand I cared less about the world, I was so overjoyed!

We are scheduled for another call next month Mr Astronaut you!!!

From Mom and Dad, we love you so much!!