7/14

Today, we’ve been married for seven years, and dating for almost fourteen (assuming we don’t count the 12 hour break-up after that night at Gaswerks. I blame the $1 shots.)

I remember a conversation we had one night after a friend’s wedding. We’d been dating for around 2 years at that point, but I can’t honestly remember who’s wedding or even which bar we went to afterwards. We were drinking, laughing and have a good time when the conversation turned to the future. Now normally when this happened, I would get wildly excited and try to play it at least a little bit cool outwardly, while JR would usually get a little green around the gills and steer the conversation in another direction.

Me:

JR:

But that night, maybe he was feeling the love from the wedding, or maybe it was the booze, but that night he started talking about how he really wanted to live and work overseas, and what that might look like for us.

He gave me this line, I’m pretty sure he actually said, “I can show you the world.” Straight out of Aladdin! And I ATE.IT.UP. I mean it didn’t even matter at that point, because I was madly in love with him already. Not quite Jerry Maguire-style you had me from hello, but close. I would have followed him anywhere.

Anyway, I thought he was daydreaming. Even when he started this job and we moved DC, I couldn’t have imagined this life.

But here we are. We just moved to Egypt, the third country we’ve lived in together since getting married and starting this weird Foreign Service adventure. We’ve added three kids, amazing trips and memories, and so much laughter. It’s not always easy but I wouldn’t trade it for anything!

 

Hey Look Ma, I Made It!

We made it to Cairo! The travel was not terrible but the jet lag has been tough. The kids are actually doing okay but JR and I are both struggling. Here’s a little recap of our trip.

We left Orrville at 11:30am on Wednesday. Once again we hired Ohio Connection to help transport all of our luggage. With a new family member, we are now allowed ten checked bags. Amazingly that wasn’t enough so we ended up with ELEVEN suitcases and paid out of pocket for the extra one. $200!. Even though we spent two days packing, weighing, and rearranging the bags, I still held my breath as each one went on the scale at the airport. The first two came in at 50.5. When the third went on and showed 51.4, the employee gave me a look and I pleaded with him, “Sir, we are moving to Egypt! Please!”. Thankfully he let it slide and the rest of the bags stayed closer to that 50 pound limit. We also checked two car seats, and had two strollers with us to gate check. Needless to say, we were a sight at the drop off.

In preparing for the trip, I decided that ready-to-feed disposable bottles would be the most convenient. More on that mistake later. At security, they told us they would either need to open each bottle (which basically makes them unusable) or I had to submit to a full pat down. There was no question of course. I told the lady if that was the worst thing to happen to me that day I’d be just fine. She was extremely thorough but it was still the best alternative.

We ate a quick lunch and then waited at the gate. It was a really short flight to DC, and the only problem we had was feeding Jake. It was time for him to eat but he wouldn’t take the bottle. He just kept crying and pushing it away. We had given him one of these bottles in a test run a few days before we left and didn’t have a problem, so I tried not to panic. He slept a little bit and by then we were in DC.

After walking a good distance and taking a shuttle, we found an empty gate to sit for a moment and try feeding him again. The big kids were happily entertained with sticker pads.  I pulled out a new bottle and tried to feed Jake again. And again, he refused. Now I was panicking. It was 5 hours since his last bottle, and he typically eats every 3 hours. We were preparing for a 8 hour flight ahead  and I had a screaming, hungry baby and no way to feed him. A million thoughts were running through my mind. I honestly wondered if he and I would have to stay back in DC for a night to get his regular bottles before we could leave. Knowing it was a long shot, I asked Justin to try to find an employee or store and ask if they sold bottles anywhere at Dulles. Amazingly, he came back a few minutes later with a bottle! Although it wasn’t our regular brand, Jake thankful gulped it down. Such a huge relief. I told him to go back to the store and buy more to get us through the trip. So PSA, Hudson News at Dulles Airport does sell baby bottles. They were only $2.99 each, which I think is kind of a steal because we would have been at their mercy and paid whatever to get them.

On the flight to Frankfurt Abby was in a window seat, JR in the middle, then William in the aisle seat. I sat across from him in a middle section of four seats with Jake beside me. He cried on and off the first hour, and I worried we were in for a rough flight. But after that he fell asleep and seriously didn’t make a peep until it was almost time to land.

Abby and William were excited to use the in-flight entertainment, but we couldn’t get their headphones to work with it. I asked a flight attendant who told me, quite pleased with herself, this was because they have weird sets that require headphones with two prongs. This is illogical. They are basically requiring you to use their cheapy headphones that they pass out at the beginning of each flight, individually wrapped in plastic. I’m no environmentalist usually but come on! Doesn’t it make more sense to allow people who have their own headphones (so, basically everyone) to use those? Rather than a system that prohibits it? Also annoying because their headphones didn’t fit the kids’ head very well. Okay end of rant.

The iPads worked for a while and we ate the food we packed. We have completely abandoned plane food. Someone please let me know if it improves some day. We packed an insulated lunch bag with yogurt, string cheese, pepperoni, grapes and apples. I also had some bread and Jif To Go and made sandwiches for us.

It wasn’t easy getting the kids to fall asleep. They couldn’t get comfortable, even with our 1st Class Kids Pillow, which inflates like a footrest to extend the seat so a kid can stretch out more. I wound up holding Abby as she fell asleep. JR moved William to the window seat and let him stretch across the middle. When he finally fell asleep, JR asked the woman behind us if he could sit in the empty seat beside her and she graciously agreed. We laid Abby down by William and managed a little sleep ourselves.

In Frankfurt we barely had time to grab some pretzels and croissants, play in a small play area and then change diapers before boarding again for our third flight. The flight was full, and the best seats they could offer were four across in the middle and one single seat on the aisle in the next row back. I started out there, putting JR with all the kids. I immediately fell asleep and that hour was pretty much the highlight of my day. I woke up when Abby needed help trying to watch a movie and the headphone jack didn’t work well, so I switched seats with her. That little rockstar was perfectly content the rest of the flight sitting in a row by herself, watching a movie and enjoying some of the snacks I passed to her. William snuggled up in my cardigan and fell asleep again.

 

Three hours later we landed in Cairo! The airport was a flurry of activity and kind of a blur. I was just telling JR that one weird thing about this life is that you meet new people (in this case the employees who helped us at the airport as well as our social sponsor/my future coworker) when you would rather not be meeting anyone for the first time. After almost a full day of travel with 3 kids, I did not feel or look my best. So of course immediately after landing a man introduced himself to us and we realized he’s my new supervisor. Great to meet you sir, I promise I usually look a little less disheveled.

My big takeaways from this trip:

1. I pack too many toys/activities. William’s backpack was stuffed. Really, they only need iPads, headphones, and a few small new toys to occupy them. They both loved this Melissa and Doug sticker pad, as well as their Water Wow! books. For Abby, my mom sent her a surprise to open on the plane – a small Baby Born doll. William’s surprise was a $3 pack of plastic dinosaurs. That’s all they took out of their bags! I had also packed small play doh containers, crayons and coloring books, books, a magnetic block set, and other crap no one cared to touch.

Enjoying their surprise items.

2. A two hour layover sounds great but it is just barely enough time for us if we have to change gates and move through a big airport.

3. We took two strollers this time. I know my five year old should be able to walk and even carry or roll a bag at this point, but life is just easier when we can load everything on our stroller and push them. Jake and Abby were in the double and William was in my new favorite travel stroller, the Zoe XL1. It’s super lightweight, folds with one hand, pushes easily with one hand, great canopy and almost fully reclines.

Proof the kids carried their bags for a minute.

So we made it and we live in Egypt now. More to come!

 

This is PCS

When we planned out our home leave, I stacked June with most of our travel, naively thinking we’d have plenty of time to relax in July. And because I’ve been in Ohio for SO LONG (7 months!!), I thought I had a head start on most of the admin tasks and endless to-do items.

I was wrong.

Now to be fair, we’ve had a lot of fun in July. We drove down to Columbus for a play date and lunch with our friends K & L from Tbilisi. We were connected to them before they moved to Tbilisi by a mutual friend, Jessica, who served in South Africa with them and previously in Kosovo with us. By a lucky coincidence, Jessica and her husband Jeremy are also on home leave and in Ohio! They met us for lunch and it was an awesome worlds-colliding kind of moment.

We enjoyed the 4th of July festitives in my hometown. We attended the one two years ago during our last home leave and we wanted to try and make a tradition for the kids. The parade was huge hit, with the Abby and William collecting more candy than they could possibly ever consume. Abby has also turned out to be a bit of a thrill seeker, she wanted to ride all the rides at the carnival. Unfortunately for her she’s not quite tall enough yet, so she had to settle for the kiddie rides.

On the 6th, JR and I flew to Hartford, CT to visit our friend from law school, Erika, and her family. They showed us around town, treated us to some delicious local pizza and then the next morning we all drove to Boston together. JR had never been before, so we hit up all the big sights. We did a walking tour of the Freedom Trail, had delicious Italian in the North End, went out on a sailboat, ate crab and lobster (ok only JR did that, but I did try a bite!), and walked around Harvard Square. JR is fascinated with the Boston accent so every once in awhile he’d point out things so he could practice. For instance, he told me several times “hey look, there’s the habaaa (harbor).” I told him that his accent was horrendous and to please stop embarassing me. My requests were ignored, but we managed to have a great time.

So that was the fun stuff. But in the middle of all that, the PCS (permanent change of station – moving to a new post) stuff was adding up. We received an email the week of the 4th telling us due to a recent rule change, we could no longer ship 4 wheel drive vehicles to Cairo. Initially, we were told that since our Honda Pilot was an all wheel drive, it would probably be okay to send. But a week later we were officially told that our car was considered an SUV/4WD and we could not ship it. We were told that they were working to resolve the issue but had no hope that it would be resolved within the next few months. After some email exchanges with the Embassy, the options were to store our car in the U.S. for our entire tour, or risk sending it to Egypt knowing the restriction and facing a $70/day storage fee at the port.  For a potential 4 year post, neither of these choices made sense.

This was totally unexpected, and especially since we purchased a new (to us) SUV in January, we were panicked. This led to a frenzied week of researching 2 wheel drive vehicles with enough room for 3 car seats. Spoiler alert – we are now a minivan family.  We lost quite a bit of money trading in our car so soon after purchasing it. Due to issues with getting the car title when you finance it and permission to take it overseas, we had to pay cash for the minivan. So financially, it hurt. And it also just took away time, time spent researching cars, calling dealerships, trying to sell ours, etc. that we were supposed to be spending on leave with our family. Not at all something we expected to deal with at the last minute.  (Note, six days after we traded in our car, lost several thousand dollars and hurriedly purchased a minivan, we were notified that the ban on 4 wheel drive vehicles in Cairo had been lifted and we were now welcome to ship our Pilot. Except we no longer own it. I have no words.)

We are working through the seemingly endless task of sorting, organizing, and prioritizing all of our things. We have one air shipment of 400lbs going from Ohio to Cairo, and had to get everything together for that. Now that we are a family of five, we’ll have ten checked bags, so we started packing those as well. I’m worried we won’t have enough room. We’ve acquired so much stuff (especially toys – SO MANY TOYS – thanks Mom!) while we’ve been here. And the baby stuff, they require so much!

For fun, in our free time, JR and I each spend way too much time on the phone with various customer service representatives. I called Lufthansa to try and confirm seats for our flights to Cairo. After a signficant wait, they told me I have to check with United because it’s a United booking. Now, what’s really fun about this is that JR called United last week and they told him it’s a Lufthansa flight and they couldn’t help us. I explained this to the Lufthansa agent, and she was insistent she could not help me. I hung up, called United, waited on hold, and explained my situation again. This is where it gets good! United once again told me their hands were tied, only Lufthansa could help. I very kindly asked the woman to call Lufthansa on the other line and help me resolve this. She did, and eventually Lufthansa gave us our seat assignments. One full hour of my life I’ll never get back. (I’d also like to note that I took issue with the fact that it cost $35 per ticket to reserve seats in advance. She kept saying “well since you prefer to sit together.” No ma’am, I don’t actually prefer to sit with any of my children on an 8 hour flight, but since they are 5, 2.5 and 5 months old, I’m pretty sure it’s legally required that we sit together. But sure, let’s act like this is a want, not a need.)

While I did that, JR played a fun game of calling CVS, then our insurance company, back and forth over and over again, trying to get our insurance to approve a one year supply of his prescriptions. Another hour lost.

Meanwhile, we are trying to fit in everything else. Hair cuts, swim lessons, doctor appointments, dentist appointments, and on and on it goes. Jacob has had a terrible cough and congestion for two weeks. Abby woke up covered in a rash two days ago. It’s fine. Everthing is fine.

One week to go!

 

 

Summer Road Trips

I know I say this every summer, but time is really flying by. Our official home leave began in June and it practically passed in a blink. We spent almost every day traveling, and if we were at home, we were doing laundry, going to some sort of appointment, or packing for another trip.

It started June 2 when I flew to DC to meet JR for his consultation days. He officially left Tbilisi on the 1st and needed to be in DC for a few days before coming back to Ohio. Since I’d been technically managing the kids solo for so long, we (mostly I) thought it made sense for me to take a much-neded break. Of course it was great to be back with my lovely husband, but a real highlight of the trip was meeting up with my friends from Tbilisi, some I hadn’t seen in 2 years! We had a great time catching up.  And just by chance, I messaged another set of old friends from Tbilisi and they had arrived in DC that very day. We spent less than 2 hours together because of hectic schedules, but in this weird life you take what you can get.

The other awesome thing we did – renting electric scooters and riding them all over the city. How did we just find out about these? It seems rather juvenile and dangerous but seriously, SO MUCH FUN. JR said I was giggling like Beavis and Butthead all day. I don’t know what that sounds like but I’m going to go with it’s a happy sound.

We were back in Ohio for a few fun-filled and busy days with the kids before we drove to West Virginia for a week of mandatory training. The training is about countering potential threats you might encounter living overseas. Recently the State Department updated it’s requirements and now wants all government personnel to complete this course before going to their next overseas post. Spouses are highly encouraged to attend as well but it’s very hard to get a seat because everyone else has to take the training too. Luckily I was able to go, and we’re also quite fortunate that my parents were able to take care of the kids while we were gone.

I knew we’d be in training all day, but I thought we might enjoy some kid-free time in the evenings and explore the area a bit, but honestly we were exhausted each night. We did enjoy a few dinners out, including one with a colleague recently departing from Cairo who was able to give us some great tips about life there.

Despite a rental car fiasco (it’s a long story and Enterprise heard from me more than once when we returned), we found the training interesting and enjoyed the parenting break. The course ended late Friday afternoon, which meant we didn’t make it back to Ohio until about 10:30pm that evening. We spent the entire Saturday doing laundry and catching up with the kids, while also trying to pack for our big road trip and vacation. Sunday started off terribly. I woke up around 6am and found myself standing in a 1/2 inch of water covering our bedroom floor in the basement of my grandma’s house. It took a few hours to clean up the mess (huge thanks to my aunt and her husband for coming over with a shop vac and helping us). We managed to finish up packing and loading the car late that evening.

At JR’s insistence, we started our road trip just before 4am the next morning since we had to go from northern Ohio to Knoxville that day. Our hope was the kids would fall back asleep for a few hours, which they eventually did but at first everyone was wide awake and chatty.  Here’s a sampling of our conversation:

William: I have a booger on my hand, can you get it?
Me: (grab booger, sigh audibly when I can’t find a tissue, fling said booger out the window)
Abby: Mom, when your water breaks, does it break at the doctor’s office or the hospital or like where?
Me: Well, it can happen anywhere really.  Usually it happens at the hospital just before the baby comes out.
William: Where did you put my booger?
Me: I threw it out the window.
Abby: “Do they clean you up?”
William: Why?

This was seriously the first 3 minutes of our ride. Onward to Tennessee!

As I said we all slept for a few hours while JR drove. When they woke up, I passed them iPads and snacks to hold everyone off until we stopped for breakfast. We went to a Cracker Barrel, usually one of my preferred places to stop when we’re on the road. The kids enjoyed running up and down the big porch with JR and playing on the rocking chairs while I stayed inside with Jake and waited for our food. The food was kind of blah. I mean it’s breakfast and that’s simple and isn’t that kind of what they’re known for? Oh well, back in the car we went.

I had planned a second stop in Kentucky that included a nearby playground, but it was pouring down rain and the kids were antsy sooner than I expected. We kept driving until we found an exit with a Chick-Fil-A, my favorite place to take a break with the kids. They enjoyed the indoor play area while we fed Jake and had an early lunch. Back in the car again. Everyone was kind of over it at this point, but I think they all fell asleep again for another hour or two. We made one last stop at a McDonalds just to change Jake’s diaper before finally arriving in Knoxville. We were greeted by JR’s brother, sister-in-law and their two girls, as well as his twin sister, husband, and their baby who is just a few months older than Jake. Everyone was excited to see each other again and my crew was especially happy to be out of the car.


(note: that was a plastic snake.)

We spent our time in Knoxville exploring the city, visiting JR’s college friends, taking little hikes, and mostly just hanging out and watching the kids play together. They had so much fun playing and singing “Rocky Top” all day, everyday. If you don’t know, Rocky Top is the University of Tennessee’s fight song and is the greatest song in all the land (JR made me write that). It was also William’s first time sleeping in a big kid bed, as we put him and Abby together in their cousin’s bed each night. The first night he kept getting up, and I kept threatening him with a crib. This was a completely empty threat and stupid thing to say because I had no crib for him. Thankfully the bluff finally worked and after that he was fine.


How cute are these cousins?

Our visit ended way too soon, but we had to continue on our way to Florida. On Thursday morning we packed up (and let me tell you, we were using every spare inch of our car for this trip) and drove about 3 hours to a suburb outside of Atlanta to visit JR’s high school friends. They hosted us for the night and it was perfect. They have a big new house with a finished basement and separate guest area, and a lovely backyard and deck. They grilled out, offered wine and beer, and their kids kept our kids running and laughing the whole time. They even let off some awesome fireworks in their backyard. We’re so glad we were able to see them, and thankful they put up with our crazy crew in the middle of the work week!

We made our last overnight stop in Gainesville, FL. We used Marriott points to stay at a Springhill Suites which had plenty of space for the five of us and an outdoor pool. The next morning we stopped at Depot Park, a great playground and splash pad about ten minutes away in hopes of wearing the kids out before the final stretch of driving to Anna Maria Island.


Success!

And then finally, at last, we made it to the Island! I didn’t take nearly enough pictures of our vacation. We stayed in the same rental house that we used two years ago. The pool and proxmity to the beach, as well as the five bedrooms and one floor layout make it perfect for our family. My parents, brother and sister were with us and we had such a wonderful time. They took Abby and William to the Magic Kingdom for a day while JR and I stayed back with Jake. The kids were in heaven!

 

At the end of the week, JR made a treasure hunt for the kids, with a map and some clues along the way. Abby was over the moon. The hunt ended on the beach where she and William dug up buried “pirate treasure” (aka, way too much money on silly junk toys!). It was sweet though.

The end of a vacation is never fun, but it was particularly nice that we did not have to drive back to Ohio with the kids. My parents and brother VERY GENEROUSLY offered to fly all 3 kids back with them to Ohio. They had Jake on his very first flights! Brave souls.  As we dropped them off and hurried back to our car before they changed their minds, all I could think was “May the odds be ever in your favor!”

 

 

 

Didi Madloba

After four years JR is wrapping up his final week in Tbilisi. He packed out without me and had to deal with my never-ending messages telling him to move this item to this pile, to find this exact shirt I need right now and put it in his suitcase, and a prolonged back and forth about a jean jacket.

I can’t believe our tour in Georgia is over. Of course I knew it was coming, and we are excited for what lies ahead in Egypt. But this week my heart is in Tbilisi. And my heart is with the friends we made there, even those who departed long before us. It would be impossible to thank every person I’ve met or worked with or laughed with who helped make this such a memorable post for us. But I have to tell a few of you how grateful I am to know you!

To V and M, thanks for being there for us since the beginning. I’m not even sure you know this, but when we first arrived at post I was pregnant and would confirm two weeks later that I had miscarried. I traveled to London alone for a D&C and the day after I arrived back in Tbilisi, you invited us to attend a birthday party for your boys. I didn’t know either of you, I think you just invited JR because he was a new work colleague and also because that’s just the kind of welcoming people you are, always reaching out to someone new, always opening your home to people. I was sad and nervous when we showed up but wound up having a really wonderful time watching Abby and the kids play. I looked around at everyone laughing and having fun and realized we were going to be just fine in Tbilisi. So thank you for that, and for your friendship, parenting advice, trivia knowledge, group texts, and more.

My squad…my top-ham loving, wine-drinking, porch and sidewalk chalking, “JENNI I NEED MORE WINE” yelling, oversharing, hilarious, compassionate, smart and amazing group of women – I adore you. I didn’t know how much I needed you until you were just there and now I barely remember a time when you weren’t.

The really talented, smart and awesome people I had the pleasure of working with in Tbilisi – you taught me so much, and I found a job within the Embassy I truly loved. Cassandra and Paula, I loved being a part of a team with you. You made coming to work that much more enjoyable because of the time we spent together.

This part will make me cry, but I want to say thank you to Sopo and Nino. We were so fortunate to find two incredible nannies to take care of our children. They loved them like their own, and became a part of our family. You will always have a place in my heart!

Georgia…you are beautiful, windy, chaotic at times, but ultimately a wonderful place where our family grew from three to five and created lifelong memories along the way. For Mother’s Day, Abby’s class answered some questions about their moms. One question asked “what is something you wish your mom would do?” Abby replied “let me go to Georgia.”  Yesterday, when my mom asked the kids if they wanted anything special from the grocery store, they said khinkali. Georgia is always on their minds. I hope we can all go back some day.

Nakhvamdis.

Dear Abby

Abby, you are FIVE years old today! How lucky are we to have spent the last five years watching you grow? I say it all the time but I can never say it enough – I feel so lucky to be your mom.

You have dealt with so many changes in the last year and you find a way to roll it, far better than I ever could. You switched preschools in January and didn’t flinch walking into class that first day. You were over the moon about having a new sibling from the begining and even though you really wanted a little sister, you have been amazing with Jacob. You are kind, smart, and so funny.

We celebrated your birthday two weeks ago, a little early so JR could be there. It was great being able to celebrate you with our friends and family here. When we gathered around the cake table to sing to you, you buried your face in your hands. I couldn’t tell if you were crying or laughing! I think you were a little overwhelmed having all eyes on you but you were all smiles when it was time to blow out the candles and eat cake.

I had to write down a few of your best quotes so I can remember how much you make us laugh!

On religion

My mom saw Abby pushing an empty swing in the backyard. When my mom asked what she was doing, Abby replied “I’m just pushing Jesus. He’s always with me.”

On Jacob

“He is the love of my life.”

“I just can’t stand it. I can’t stand how much I love him.”

“I did want a little sister but I didn’t want to tell you in the hospital because I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

Me: “When are you going to help me change a dirty diaper?”
Abby: “Never. Not even when I’m a grown up.”
Me: “What about when you have kids? Who’s going to change their dirty diapers?
Abby: “My husband.”

On growing up

“I can’t wait to be a grown up. I think I’m going to be really good at it.”

“Mom, when I’m a grown up, how will I know how to make conversation?”

“When I grow up I’m going to do hair and clothes and have kids and the dad will stay home with them.”

On clothing, from my child who basically refused to wear anything other than skirts for the last year.

Abby: “Where are my jeans?”
Me: “Um, you don’t have jeans? You’ve never asked to wear them before.”
Abby: “I only want to wear skirts for fancy days now. I want to wear pants and all the time.”

Sigh.

We love you sweet girl!

6 weeks

Somehow Jacob is already 6 weeks old! He’s growing like crazy. He loves to eat and sleep, and that’s really all he does right now.

We had family photos done by Ashley Lindeman again and they turned out so well. Very grateful for these three adorable kids!
Abby picked out her own necklace, telling me her outfit needed “a little pop of color.” Even though it was like herding cats, we were able to bribe  them with treats long enough to get a few good shots.

We took Jacob for his passport pictures a few weeks ago. Like his brother and sister before him, he went through this delightful tradition of laying on a piece of poster board on the ground while adults hover above trying to get a picture. It was not easy, but we thought we nailed it.  Last week we finally had all the forms we needed for his application so we went to the title office downtown. Right away they told us the picture was too close to his face. So once again I found myself on the floor at Rite-Aid kindly asking my newborn to open his eyes, look straight ahead, and keep his mouth closed.


First and second attempts

Usually, we would be frantically finising paperwork, waiting on passports and visas, and doing a ton of last minute prep before returning to post. And while we are actually doing all of those things, we’ve decided that the kids and I will not be going back to Tbilisi. It’s still a little hard to say that, even though we made the decision a while ago. We gave it a lot of thought and went back and forth on what made the most sense for our family. Our official departure date from Tbilisi is the first of June, which would have given us about 7 weeks back there. During that time, we would spend most of it preparing to leave and packing out with 3 kids underfoot which doesn’t sound easy or fun. The kids are also really settled here. Abby loves her school, and she’s taking gymnastics and swim lessons each week. William and Jacob are doing great too. When we really thought about the packing, the flights and the jet lag, just to turn around and do it again 7 weeks later, the decision became pretty clear.

I’m still really sad about it. I can’t believe I won’t see my house, my friends, or coworkers again, or the city that we have come to love over the last 4 years. When we left in January, we never considered this possibility. I don’t even know if I made my bed! (No, actually I’m certain I didn’t. We left the house at like 3am. I definitely did not make my bed.) We also had to weigh how this would impact the kids, especially Abby. Luckily she is really happy here and we are getting into a routine. It will all change next week when JR leaves, but we’ll work it out.

We are taking advantage of every nice day, and all of the fun and cheese America has to offer. We’ve been to parks and playgrounds, we took everyone bowling, and we even went to Chuck E. Cheese.  JR built the kids a play structure in the backyard and they love it. They have changed and grown so much in the last 3 months, and for the most part we are enjoying it. William’s tantrums leave a lot to be desired. Recently I’ve tried to ignore him when he does it, which leads to him shaking is fist or whatever toy is in his hand at me and saying “Do you hear me Mommy? Do you hear me??” Delightful, truly.

We are making plans for Cairo. I’m applying for jobs and we enrolled Abby in school (I can’t believe she is going to kindergarten. I have a LOT of feelings.) Lots of changes on the horizon but we are excited!