Thursday, November 19, 2009

Bump in the Road

We were supposed to go out to the Mennonite farm today. Unfortunately, due to an incident last night, the person who was going to take us out there and show us around the island a bit was called into work today. If Oliver had been around, I might have just decided to try to find it myself, but I really did not feel confident doing that alone with our boys in tow. So, we stayed home, and I wasn't happy about that.

Every time you move, there is an adjustment period no matter how much you wanted to be where you moved or how much you enjoy living there. For me, I find the logistics of it, like getting food, settling into a new house, or learning a new routine much easier than the people side of things. It's always hard to leave friends behind, and it's equally hard to find people you click with in your new home. I've met a lot of very nice people here, but haven't really connected with anyone as of yet. I know it will happen in time, but until it does, it will sadden me in certain moments. Today was definitely one of those days.

I decided I didn't want to mope all day over our lost trip. I know we'll make it out there another day, and I needed to pull things together for both myself and Wyatt, who was also disappointed. So, I gave myself permission to not stress about the house and we went outside to play with the hose. Later, while Oscar was napping, I let Wyatt skip his learning time (I'm teaching him to read using a computer program that is also used in many schools, and we do a lesson a day before he's allowed to have computer or Wii time), let him play his games on the computer, and I spent some time alone reading and thinking.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be better, but I'm happy to report tonight ended nicely. Oscar has been having trouble falling asleep at night, so I laid down with him to help him calm down. I love doing that. He's such a sweet little boy. No matter how much he taxes my patience, whenever I look at him, I know how lucky I am to have a two year old in the house.

(Pic taken by Andrea)

No one loves you like a two year old does. He'll be running around the house doing his thing, and suddenly he will catch my eye across the room. He'll sail towards me, shouting, "Mommy! Mommy!" until he has flung himself into my arms. Then, he's off again in his own world, his mission of love completed. I cannot do without this little guy. I'm happy to know he feels the same about me.                      

1 sonar pings:

Sgt and Mrs Hub said...

The picture you posted was one of my favorite photos from that day... such a sweet boy.

I am really sorry about the farm trip not working out. I hope that when it does, the produce is even better than you are hoping for. I know how happy that would make you :)