Finding myself in the Middle East



Monday, December 31, 2012

And if You Don't Know, Now you Know

I know more about myself today than I did yesterday.

For example, I now know--it came to me in a flash, like an epiphany--why I have been spending an inordinate amount of time watching YouTube videos of military fathers returning home and surprising their loved ones. I knew because all of a sudden there were tears streaming down my face and I was sobbing, "Abba, Abba, I miss you so much Abba."

(I also knew because of the duh factor. Like, duh.)

I also know that there is so much that I can live without and so much that I cannot live without. For example,I can live without a real kitchen. I know that because our new apartment will be ready soon, but will not have a kitchen. For a year. Because we have to apply for permits and because of the blahblhablhah yawnyawnyawn official something something yada yada. Kablooey.

Point IS, we will build and temporary one out of pallet wood. And I am all, "yay!" Because Outdoorsman bought a table saw and how fun will it be to make our own cabinets? Totally fun! Awesomely fun! Wwwwrrrrrrrr! (that is the sound of a table saw. Good,eh?)

And also we get to appreciate our apartment in stages.

And I am grateful for the opportunity to work on being grateful.

(See what I did there?)

But one thing I have in my life right now that I cannot give up is Turtle's cheeks. I am going to have a hard time wiving wifout der squishy goodness. He still has way to go, but they are slimming down and while I know that that's what we want, for our kids to grow up, it breaks my heart a little tiny bit. And then I say to him, "I just know you are going to marry a girl from Australia and move halfway around the world from me,I just know it."

\(And he says, "cookie?" and smiles disarmingly and then of course I give him a cookie. And then they all ask for cookies and I give them all cookies and then they make a mess and then I glare and think that I can't wait for them to grow up and get married to someone from Australia.)

(Ignore the above. I just want to smush and kiss his cheeks all day long.

We should nuke Australia.)








11 comments:

Mystery Woman said...

But then when they're all grown up, you get to have grandchildren. I know it seems like a long way off, but it's not. I promise.

When I used to cry that the kids were getting so big so fast, and I don't have babies anymore, my husband would remind me that we'll have grandchildren, and I wanted to punch him. Grandchildren meant my kids were getting really really big, and I was not ready for that.

But I had NO idea how yummy they can be. And I'm SO grateful mine doesn't live in Australia.

littleduckies said...

Why nuke Australia? If you were my in laws or my parents, you should be nuking Israel. Isn't America halfway around the world? So, let's nuke Muslim countries! Wahhoo!

Sporadic Intelligence said...

We should totally nuke Australia - hate their accents and they say prissy things like calling cellphones, mobiles and carriages, prams. Also my friend moved there and I never get to see her.

And I totally get the whole cheek thing. It's like all the cute speech errors my kids made (and still makes) when he figures out the right way to say it, a little part of me cries, and doesn't want him growing up.

Gila Rose said...

I'm with you on the growing up thing. And the Australia thing - my SIL got married and moved out there and we've only seen her once in 8 years.

Shira said...

I start crying even when I think about those videos. And I think we should nuke America so that everyone will have to come here and live near us :)

JerusalemStoned said...

Mystery-grandchildren are the reward you get for not killing your kids, my mother says, :)

littleduckies-I have magnanimously decided to sit on my nukes and spare everyone. Yes, I know. I am awesome.

sporatic--EXACTLY! who do they think they are?

Gila Rose--do you skype? that sounds hard. :(

Shira-aren't they awful and awesome all at once?

Lost and Found said...

I really hope you continue sitting on your nukes and don't nuke Australia because I'm still single and their accent is awesome. I felt that I should put that out there.

Then again, if my parents read this, they would probably beg you to nuke Australia. (But please don't nuke them- at least for a few years anyway.)

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Miri said...

I feel this way sometimes, (not about Australia though.. ;) ) but in the end cleaning up after them and their tiny sticky hands is not as bad as life would be without them. I love your blog, I only just came across it but I will definitely be back.
Miri

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