| Unbelievable. Old Sugarbag arrives home just after 9pm tonight. She's really tired and weary (from her drive back). We ask her about her car accident on Friday night. In her own words she says she drifted over the white line because she was in a trance like state, she panicked and then steered left, then swerved to the right and ended up across the road in a paddock. The police were called and are investigating. She could lose her license. She was quick to inform us that it wasn't tiredness, although anyone with half a brain (half more than she's got) would question how the hell you drift over the centre line, and then panic to such a degree you make the car swerve. I'm so tired and angry right now. I needed her routine to be in place and someone that can be relied upon as I have this baby. This is one of those moments in an expat's life that feels you with dread and uncertainty. I'm about to have my third child. I'm miles from my own family and friends. The people that are here have their own kids/jobs to sort out, so no one is essentially available last minute. This live in Nannying situation was meant to provide me with support for looking after my two girls and give me support for when I went into labour. I wouldn't have a live in Nanny if I lived close to family and friends. I would certainly like regular childcare to give me some freedom, but the concept is marvellous for women like me. Women that want careers, or the option of help with other children. Luckily, we're in a position so that Steve can stop his contracts for now to be around to help driving the girls around, but we can't go weeks and weeks of him stopping working. I've emailed the college this evening, which involved lots of having to edit and delete as my frustrations built up! I don't know what's going to happen if I go into labour early. I only hope I can last until my induction, then I've arranged for the really awesome Nanny who wears glasses to look after the girls for the weekend. Between her, Steve and I, we should be able to work through it all. After that though, I don't know. All I want though, is for Steve to be able to be there for the birth and for us to try and enjoy some time with the new arrival as opposed to us stressing over childcare, his working, etc, etc. Just when things have been going so rosy for us. Its all New Zealand's fault!!! I'm sure this wouldn't happen if we lived somewhere better!! |