Paul is in Florida
Eden’s reaction when I told her they have to switch schools again because we couldn’t find a permanent apartment in our current neighborhood:
“I HATE God! Why God, why? Why would you make things work like this?!?!?!” (continued sobbing) “I would LITERALLY rather cut off my hands…cut off my ARMS than have to switch schools again.” (This went on for 20 minutes while we walked home from school.)
And here’s the email I sent Paul yesterday:
“It’s 6:35am and I am already prepared to beat the children.”
I love single parenting.
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March 14th, 2008 at 1:32 pm
Here’s a nice recipe I like to use at such occasions:
1. beat the kids for about 5 minutes,
2. add one egg
3. strangle absent spouse and slice thickly into the mixture
4. pour into a 6 inch baking tin
5. cook for 35 minutes at gas mark 5
6. allow to cool
7. eat
March 14th, 2008 at 1:54 pm
Poor Mom…my heart goes out to you. And to Eden, too. Been there (changed schools mid-year and again the next September), similar feelings, although I was a bit older. It’s always hard.
I love that saying “it takes a village to raise a child’ — it’s just so hard when that village of family and friends is on another continent.
My email box is open for venting 24/7.
March 14th, 2008 at 6:11 pm
Haha!! That is such truth, you speak!
And I could send an email like that even when I’m not single parenting.
March 15th, 2008 at 12:17 am
Well…I haven’t tried cooking them yet Paul, but I do often threaten to sell them to the gypsies (a la Madeline and the Gypsies, a favorite book of theirs.) :-)
On the other hand, when they are sleeping sweetly, I remember how much flux they are going through now that we’ve uprooted thier world, and I’m impressed that they are handling it with as much grace as they are!
Here’s to transatlantic flights arriving on Sunday!
March 15th, 2008 at 8:14 am
Poor girl…and poor Mommy, too. I’m sorry.
Rachelle, if you email me an address, I will send you some real PAPER letters. I mean it. I’m dying to do so.
And guess what? Monkfish (re-dubbed Modfish) is up and running again. We did the first week and Lindell and Amelia’s and the second week here. I made a real soup with an actual recipe and ingredients! I was so proud of myself…
March 15th, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Reading your ‘adventures’ is bringing back such memories for me, of our own ex-pat time in Australia. My heart goes out to you and to your girls. And to Paul. Those first few months are so hard, and trying to find a place to settle. In the long run, I loved the years we spent there. Although I never could understand why we were moved overseas, and then Len seemed to spend so much time traveling back and forth to the US. :) It will get better, I am sure. It sounds as if your girls, and you, are doing an amazing job adjusting.
March 16th, 2008 at 7:20 am
Hang in there magpie girl!
Cx
March 16th, 2008 at 9:29 am
I’m sorry for you and the kids. My hubbie is doing his best to convince me to move someplace exotic, someplace that is not here. Some days it sounds like a great adventure. Other days not so much. Hang in there!
March 17th, 2008 at 12:43 am
Thanks all for your encouraging support. Paul is home now and the kids are so relieved. We were walking home from the bus when they saw his taxi drop him off a few blocks ahead of us. They ran all the way to him for hugs. I don’t think they’ve ever missed him so much.
Thankfully, this is Easter break and Paul only has to work three days this week. We might go over to Oslo for a day, and we have Easter celebrations to look forward to (though we will miss our traditiona of having a Seder with our community in Seattle.)
Spring is coming! Happy Day!