That’s it, I’m moving to Alaska.

I was promised that Canada would be a cold place and I totally want my money back for that! We do not have air conditioners yet – a situation probably related to the fact that we have no jobs – and it’s been impossible to sleep. When I say impossible, I mean IMPOSSIBLE.

The girls went to bed at 9 last night which reads:

Aurora woke up at mid-night and went back to sleep at 3:25am;

Agatha woke up at 3:30am and went back to sleep at 6:00am.

The lack of sleep makes me a bitch extremely moody. It’s not just ’cause we had a hard night and we don’t have jobs and we don’t have one single friend to talk to here or in any freaking country around us…

Well, what I really wanted was grandparents around to watch the kids for 15 minutes so one of us could take a shower alone and the other one of us could do that without a screaming baby knocking on the door.

It’s just that the combination of all those things makes it feel like we are not home yet. And also the fact that there are no pictures on the wall. I don’t like that at all.

We will feel at home when we get everything together, I guess. When we have a work routine, an income …. a friend.

Damn, I miss taking showers alone.

I could be writing about the joys of the bright side, of course, since it IS pretty bright… but I find it somewhat comforting reading other parents blogs and finding out their lives are not picture perfect all the time. So, I decided to write about the little things that bother me.

But don’t get me wrong. I am extremely aware and thankful from acknowledging how little my problems are. I’m lucky.

I’ll also be moving this blog to my actual host outside of wordpress, if they EVER fall asleep at the same time ever again so, if you see anything weird, that’s probably why! I gotta go back to school and either get my architecture diploma validated or learn about programming before I’m in my 50’s too.

Ok so, moving to Alaska and buying gradma plain tickets is today’s to do list. Got it.

Take care, guys. Sorry about the lame post.

11 thoughts on “That’s it, I’m moving to Alaska.

  1. It’s always good to know you’re not the only one in this parenting thing. We’re all happy and grateful and blessed and all, but sometimes this raising of little people can be HARD and FRUSTRATING and that’s ok too. Showers without toddlers brawling outside the door? That’s the stuff of legend my friend..


    1. My husband says I’ll miss them banging on the door when they’re off to college. hahahaha… and I bet you all thought I was the dramatic one! I’ve started showering with the girls now, to save me some time and give them a little extra play-time in the tub! It’s actually working out pretty well, but when my husband is taking his shower, they pretty much go crazy. It didn’t happen back in Brazil and I have my theories about that behavior! I should write about their adaptation, I guess! There’s some pretty interesting stuff I’ve noticed! Thank you for visiting, btw!!!

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      1. Lilly likes to squirm too much for me to consider showering with her, she’ll probably fall out of the tub while I have soap in my eyes and that will not be good 😑
        You’ve moved to Canada from Brazil? That is definitely a major change for the kids and for you! I moved to USA from Pakistan when Lilly was still a newborn and all I can say is moving is never easy no matter how old your kids are!

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    1. Is that a promise? I’ve never seen the snow, so I’m really excited! Every one says I will NOT be loving the snow in April. But I seriously wouldn’t bet on that… I’m as much a winter fan as it gets, I’m sure!!! Today was impossibly hot and I refused to leave the house before nearly sunset! It’ll get better by the end of next week, I hear! Hope so!!!


      1. It must be amazing!!! And I just bought my parents their plane tickets so they can come spend christmas with us… which means… baby sitters and lots of hot cappuccinos for mommy as she watches the moon – at least that’s how I’m picturing it – !


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