As my blog says, I am such a Kiwi at heart and last Thursday we arrived in our homeland.
|a first glimpse of NZ|
The lead up to the move was kind of insane.
Moving is insane... international moving - notches things up by 100 fold I think. There were movers, suitcases to pack, a cat to organise to travel, a bond clean on the rental, plus good byes to friends and comforting our children who were both excited and sad at the same time.
|Cat bombing the photo|
On our return from our amazing trip to the USA, visiting my host family from my student exchange, hubby and I both agreed it was time to go home. We need our families in our lives on a regular basis. Hubby applied for jobs, went for interviews and a great job landed in his lap.
Ever since then things seem to be falling into place. On arriving home his Dad had found him a great (cheap) car and things are happening for us, almost effortlessly.
As the plane touched down I started to cry, tears of joy. Two and a half years of living in limbo wondering where we were supposed to be and we were finally home. As the Customs Officer processed our passports I started to cry again (sook!). The emotions were overwhelming... my preteen was overwhelmed with shame...*snigger*
Our kitty cat arrived the day after us... what a rigmarole! But she's totally worth it. She was so miserable when we collected her after going back and forward between about 15 different buildings!
Yesterday we drove up to my Mum and Dad's in Northland and it was a very emotional welcome. Mum and Dad haven't seen their grandchildren for almost 19 months.
|Miss 11 is almost as tall as Nana|
So here we are. Hopefully my blogging will gain some momentum and I will FINALLY blog about our trip to the USA, all the crafting that's been going on in the background, etc.
The KIWI at heart AT home