January, home from vacation and thrust right back into real life. Actually coming home is always nice. And Lagos is home for us right now. It warms my heart hearing my kids say that. We didn’t see the kids for almost two solid days once we returned. Tired from a fun trip and glad to be with their own beds and toys. Now that 3/4 of my kids are t(w)eens do I say they still play with toys? What do we call our special entertainment items once we aren’t children anymore?
We are in this odd time warp. People warned me that life in the Foreign service was split into 6-12-6 and I didn’t really understand it. Well, I do now. The first 6 months at a new post you are just so in awe of everything. Trying to figure out a new culture, where to shop, kids in school, different language, making new friends and living without your personal items because they haven’t been delivered yet. It can be an emotional time. Then comes the next 12 months. You have found your people, your work, your stores, your stuff. This is the honeymoon phase, and truthfully it was lovely. Last comes the last 6 months at post. You are preparing for your onward assignment, wrapping things up, desperate to complete things from your to do list knowing that you are leaving people and a place you have come to love possibly never to return. It is really difficult to live in the moment in this life style. So we arrived back in Lagos after our time in Europe and bam!, we are in the last 6 months of our tour here. Wow! I feel like the days are long and the weeks are short. So I am essentially taking pictures of everything, in a tearful way.
Roger turned 12 in February! Roger is my little miracle baby. He was a bit of a surprise as he and Harrison are only 20 months apart. When I was about 10 weeks along in my pregnancy I started bleeding. I had two slow trickle hemorrhages behind my placenta. I was placed on bed rest which wasn’t easy with a 1 and 3 yer old. I bled until my last month of pregnancy. Every month I would go in for an ultrasound and they would say the baby was fine but I could loose him any day. He was born healthy at 41 weeks. He was my only baby who didn’t have severe acid reflux. He was so easy and happy. He still is an easy happy kid. He doesn’t really like cake, too sweet, but he loves Jello. So jello for his birthday it was. He had a fun party at home with friends, soccer, ping pong and a movie.
Time is flying. Only 2 years in a country- whose idea was that anyways? There will be many mixed feelings when we leave our Lagos home. I can say with confidence that we have made the best of a place we were not sure we would love and found things to love along the way.