| When I initially heard that our flights were booked, I cried a lot and felt a horrible sense of impending dread. However, the last couple of days have changed that a lot. Pip is teething and she's really miserable and not sleeping. To save my parents from the screams, Steve and I retreat to the bedroom, where we're hauled up listening to her screams. No one offers support. The other night, Moons wouldn't sleep and she was screaming alongside Pip. We were struggling with both of them, we were absolutely knackered from not sleeping at all the previous night. But we both agree that its good that my parents in particular my Mum doesn't offer any help because it means that when we arrive in NZ it won't be a shock to be left alone with two screaming kids and no one to help. Its amazing how little sleep Steve and I have gotten used to functioning on. Its also somewhat depressing. The house is so small, and these moments really fuel my desperation for our own space. Today (Sunday) my parents spent most of the day in bed (as usual). They seem oblivious to the fact that we actually don't get to catch up with sleep. We had to be extra careful of Moons not making too much noise, which is frustrating because it means Steve tends to pander to her every whim and I get annoyed because I don't want her to get used to getting everything she demands. We get scratchy with each other and so the arguments begin. This horrible situation really brings home to us how much we need our own space. Today Steve was trying to organise our paperwork and we'd left Moons downstairs, we're literally listening out to make sure she's not getting in trouble for stupid things. By stupid I mean like the door slamming!!! This is a HUGE HUGE HUGE bone of contention with my parents. A door slamming makes them close to having a heart attack. But I refuse to tell Moons off for it. I have to tell her off for SO MANY things living here, I hardly think a slamming door is anywhere near as important. Its these stupid things that infuriate us even more. GRRRRRRRR! Feeling fed up today. At least Steve and I were able to sleep from 9pm. Its a rarity for us, but we managed to sleep and I feel better for us. I should feel happier, but I just feel more irritable. I thought having a focus of our leaving date would make us all feel better, but instead we have this sense of leaving soon and we just want to get on and go!! We hate hanging around. |