Today was our second day of orientation. It’s just the morning, thankfully. I don’t think I could handle being away from my kids any longer, nor could I handle sitting on my butt any longer. My tailbone still hurts from when I fell down the stairs last February when I was pregnant with Zeke. I’ve been doing a lot of sitting the last several months…..all the training and driving and flying we’ve been doing. Besides the tailbone, I don’t know how I ever made it in school. I am sooooo antsy and can’t seem to sit still. I don’t know if part of it is I have to move around to make sure I stay awake, so maybe my tailbone hurting is a blessing because I have to keep changing my positions, which in turn keeps me awake. Anyway, I really wonder how this whole school thing will go for me. I like to do well, but I’ve never done the school thing as a wife and mom. Plus—this isn’t school for the sake of school, this is learning another language. I really don’t want to care what my grades are, I just want to learn Spanish. I have these waves of excitement to be able to speak another language and then waves of exasperation, knowing there are going to be many really difficult days ahead. I can be so impatient often just wanting the end result and not wanting to go through the painful and stretching experience. This is going to be painful and difficult and frustrating.
We keep hearing how there is often a honeymoon stage when first moving to another culture. I’m not feeling it. There are some wonderful things here….beautiful flowers and mountains and bakeries and new food. But I’m really sad I can’t take care of my kids. I think that may be overshadowing that honeymoon stage. This whole experience would be soooooo much easier if we didn’t have kids yet. I envy the childless couples, not because I don’t love my kids……but because I love them so much and I want to be with them and take care of them and not spend my time studying. I really want to learn Spanish, but my top priority is my family. If it was just Brian and I, we could spend so much more time out and about and talking to people. So, I’ve had some really emotion filled days, I’m really going through a mourning of not being able to care for my kids the way I would desire. Today Zeke did better….he took a nap and he drank a bottle of formula. Really, I’m very surprised. The nursery is only one room, with lots of babies and five cribs…..every time I’ve walked in there, there is a child or more screaming. He took a nap. He’s never drank a full bottle of formula, I’m so glad he did. It’s just so difficult to drop him off and not knowing if the Spanish speaking ladies understand what I’m communicating my baby needs. Can you hear me tearing up as I write this? It’s so difficult. I’m really glad he’s not younger than he is. Malachi and Elijah seem to be okay, Malachi cried this morning when we left. He doesn’t do that very often. There are way too many kids in his class too. I’m really hoping this is just because it is orientation and the classes are all mixed in together. Emerson and Zeke have been in the same room and Malachi and Elijah have been in the same room. When school starts, Zeke will be alone, Em and Elijah will be together and Malachi will be in his own room. So maybe it will be a better ratio and better organized. I’m really hoping.
Our orientation has been okay. There are about 60 new students, which they keep telling us is huge. (I believe there’s usually 20 to 40.) Which has in turn affected our schedule, class was 7:30 to 12. It’s now changed from 7:30 to 1pm. We each receive a one hour break in there, but they are all different. Brian requested our’s be at 12pm so we can get our kids home for lunch and naps. They wouldn’t be eating lunch until 1:30…..which is a really long time from eating breakfast at 6:30am. Yes, they get a snack in the morning, but my kids are ready for naps at about 12:30 when they’ve been up since 6am. So, I haven’t been thrilled with the schedule change, and it’s difficult to adjust when nothing was communicated at all that this would take place. Not even the day care staff seemed to know when they spoke with us the first day of orientation. So, I’m working through adjusting my expectations and having a positive attitude about whatever our schedule ends up looking like. We find out our schedule on Monday—somebody’s working on it this weekend. Pray for compassion on our family and for our break to be at the last block.
Tomorrow we are going to go the feria….a once a week outdoor farmer’s market. We may do some other shopping too. We’ll see how cooperative the kiddos are. I still haven’t gotten to the photos yet. I’ll work on it this weekend. Yesterday I scrubbed in between the tiles in the bathroom. They were black, it really is amazing what bleach does. They are about 75% better. I mopped and swept yesterday too. Today during the boy’s nap time, I took a nap too, 2 1/2 hours. I woke up in a fog. I could have slept another several hours. Brian went to the panaderia and got some yummy empanada like things……one with potato and tabasco sauce, one with chicken and one with ham and cheese. They were different and yummy. I put them in the oven to warm up for dinner, I couldn’t figure out how to turn the oven on. Brian tried to figure it out, he called Brit and Sherrie, our downstairs neighbors. Brit told Brian to jiggle the clock dial on the oven. So he got off the phone, jiggled the two nobs and turned temperature dial…..and it worked! Crazy! It also took us a while to figure out why the hot water wasn’t working in the shower. I took one cold shower before we figured out the breaker had been turned off. I AM SO THANKFUL FOR HOT WATER!!!!!! I love my hot showers. The stove also didn’t work for us and we finally figured out the breaker was off for that too. The microwave is so odd, I set the time when I was trying to heat something up, and couldn’t figure out how to heat things up. I’ve since discovered the express button, I don’t know how to use the number keys to key in a time. Maybe when I learn some more spanish, I’ll be able to read what the buttons say. This is getting long enough. Oh one last thing, after being here one day, Malachi was saying Buenas Dias one morning while he was playing with his toys(they were talking to each other). We walked outside that morning, the first person we saw said, Buenas Dias and Malachi answered right back. Really really amazing. I can’t wait to hear my kids speaking Spanish—-wow, that will be just so amazing.