25 March 2011

This relocating/resettling thing is exhausted

This morning, after I saw the kids off to school, I crawled back into bed (actually the mattress on the floor) to catch a couple more hours of sleep. I found myself particularly tired. As I laid there dozing off and on, I pondered many things about our move. I thought about how completely exhausted I am every evening. I thought about how, while I feel significantly less stressed (I'm actually off anti-depressant meds that I've been on for more than 14 years!), I feel so very tired every night. It occurred to me that getting adjusted here has been quite exhausting. The daily routines of navigating the streets (on the left), navigating the grocery stores, trying to find items called by different names or items that they don't even have here, getting the kids settled in the schools, multiple field trips, and even the task of concentrating to understand the Kiwi accent and words we don't use in the States all takes more out of a person than you realize. I've found that New Zealanders, generally speaking, speak more softly than we're accustomed to, so I have to concentrate not only to understand WHAT they're saying but also to HEAR what they are saying. (This phenomenon would be a rather interesting social science research project... maybe a future thesis subject.) It's not really stressful, per say, just rather, well, exhausting. How can I tell the difference? If it were stress I'd be tense and tossing and turning at night. Instead, I lay down at night and about die! Haha! I don't feel tense or stressed or even overwhelmed. Just tired.
Other news:
Pete arrives in ONE WEEK!!!
Our container is tentatively scheduled to arrive 25 April. House Hunters International tentatively scheduled to film immediately thereafter.
Will will be evaluated for Aspergers. Yes, that had been considered over six years ago but the Wiescoff Center in Louisville, KY decided he was instead ADHD, a diagnosis we considered, medicated him for, but ultimately rejected. To think it took coming halfway around the world and fresh eyes upon him to discover what would have made an enormous difference in his education, socialization and simply just the way in which we all interact with him. Please pray for speedy evaluations and smooth adjustments to this new diagnosis. After much research on the internet, I have now doubt this will be proved true. It explains so much and will help guide us in the ways in which we help him to be as self sufficient as possible. Of course, I will continue to update on this process and discovery.
Yup... never a dull moment...

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