When we think we have it all planned out... we decide to change them!
So, I know that a lot of you already know some of the answers to the mystery I'd left last week(ish); but some of you don't. Let me start by saying that it isn't that we didn't try here. It isn't because we just tucked ourselves away and kept to ourselves. We had big hopes for our family and it felt like a big dream coming true for us to have this experience to be able to live in Australia, but as I have learned, so many times over, is that you can't merely dream a general dream... you need to be really, really specific!
Wade and I always had the dream of moving and living in Australia, even before we'd me each other; it was something that actually brought us together when we first met. When the decision was made that we really, truly wanted it, we went for it and it didn't take long for things to happen. In a very short time we went from being established residents of Canada to immigrants (with no real status) in Australia. It was a whirlwind of emotions, decisions and adjustments, but we made it through and it worked out - or so we thought.
It took a lot, more than you can ever prepare yourself for, to adjust to such a move. We weren't sure what to expect when we moved to this little town, in the middle of no where, but I can say that is certainly wasn't this. We were met with COLD... cold weather, cold attitudes and a cold feeling as we walked through what felt like a ghost town. Don't get me wrong, it was still exciting and thrilling, but there was a distinct air of disappointment for quite a few of us, not all but a few. As the months rolled by the feelings and thoughts of anticipation and hopes of becoming comfortable in this little town steady fell away. More and more we felt isolated, alone and generally sad. Many of the people we met were rarely nice even in the beginning, and that rarely changed. It came to the point were we resigned ourselves to living as though we didn't exist in this place. We spent a lot of our time else where. Every Saturday we'd drive to Mackay (3 hours there and 3 hours back) just to get away for the day. I would take the kids for the day to Capella or out to the dam. We tried to keep busy with schooling, but loneliness is a hard feeling to ignore. We certainly had our good time, many of the days weren't always this hard; but the sudden break downs from various people, and the repeated question of when we were going to make friends or when we could go 'home' never got easier. It was a combination of these things that lead to question of a transfer.
We weren't sure if it was really an option, but you never know if you don't try, right? RIGHT! Within a week of Wade letting people at work know that he was interested in transferring to another area he had people telling him where to send his resume. We considered it as part of our wedding anniversary celebration to be flown to Singleton, New South Wales (NSW) to complete the formalities of interviews and negotiations, and have a peek at the town. (Great job honey!! We are very proud of you!) Now those are all done, and there just a few final decisions to be made within the company, but then it is done. Incase you aren't too sure what this all means... WE ARE MOVING! (Sorry, it isn't back to freezing Canada - yet.)
A photo of Singleton I found on the net. |
Sydney will be a mere 3 hour drive from our new town. Hello Costco! |
Yes, you read that right... we are having another baby. Surprise! LOL. I am sure that most of you thought this when you read my last post and, of course, you were right! Now let me tell you it was a surprise for me. I'd come to the point in my life where I was struggling with the feeling that I was done. I mean it was a real struggle. I'd always thought that I would want heaps of children, but over the last year I was over come with the feeling of not wanting to 'bake' any more. Wade and I discussed adopting later on down the road, and that felt right to just go that way. It was Wade who pointed out the fact that I was 'late.' I disputed this for several days, but alas he was rewarded with a picture of a postive test via email.
He has been very excited about this next one, and his excitement has slowly been rubbing off on me. So while you might not have been surprised - I was.
Our Lil' Swimmer! |
Boy or Girl? We know... do you? |
Next week, I will go into detail about the visit we had with Paul & Judy (Papa & Nana).
We had a wonderful time, and are so glad you were able to come and visit us again. We miss you
already...
as we do with so many of you.
Until next week.
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