Excuse my ignorance....(I tend to recycle this line on a daily basis at the moment), alas life has been bloody mental for the last few weeks.
A quick reflection;
- Moved out of home and simultaneously verged having a mental breakdown. Check.
- Oscar began his nightly newborn regime in which he would arise every 3-4 hours. Check.
- I am still delving further into a deep mourning for my absent husband. Check.
- We bombard Abbeys tranquil space with tears & tantrums, interrupted sleep, invasion of space, poo, and an abundance of toys... However, her and I watch the sunset on her deck every evening drinking beers & sharing sick jokes.
- We say sayonara to our magnificent friends and life in Perth
- We tackle the horrific trip home which includes; making our first flight with mere minutes to spare, momentarily 'misplacing' our passports on the pram which has been put on the aeroplane, retrieving said passports, loads of airport cardio, not one ounce of sleep for any party over the course of the next 8 hours, and Stirling booking in his vasectomy.
- HOME!
- Oscar continues to relish in his newborn sleep regime, and I continue to long for my love. Check.
- Mountain climbing keeps my daily diet of pies, mallowpuffs and beer semi balanced
- I take Oscar to the top for the first & last time.
- Meeting up with old friends and making new friends is my new full time occupation
- Our current residence is pretty freaking spectacular ^^^
And besides that, we are just trying to adjust to the new surroundings, relish in all of the incredible people about, and try not to cry too much over our absent family member. It's been 6 weeks now and our goal initially was to do 18 weeks. One third of the way through. If we can do it, then fantastic, it would be a huge financial win. If we can't, then fantastic, because we would have done what we could. I'm not going to lie, it's been a fucking nightmare moving countries without Oli. But as suspected, ever since being home, things have gradually become much easier (for us that is, Olis despair doesn't want to dwindle when he can't see those two ratbags on anything but a tiny screen). Oscar even slept through last night which was a miracle after a torturous month of broken slumber. Things are on the up!
In other news, Blake is three next week which means she gets to start kindy! Hallelujah. Seriously, halle bloody lujah. She needs it, Oscar needs it, I need it, we all need it. Thank goodness for government funded childcare, NZ knows what's up. First things first though, a big party/ picnic in the park to celebrate. Potluck obviously. Because I'm not a sucker for punishment.
I'll be back again soon no diggity,
Hope you are all happy and healthy folks,
Gem
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