Congratulations to me. I’ve made it! It has now been a bit over one year since we moved to Barcelona. Hardest year in my life by far. Thank God it is done with! When I think of the first year in Barcelona, these are the first things that come to mind.
1. Crying baby who had a horrible oozing rash.
2. Cold, dark, empty apartment.
3. Fights with Justin.
4. Maisie trying to find her way and her place.
We went back to the states for a month to BREATHE. Although it was extremely busy with one of my best friend’s wedding, we did have a few moments to just be and relax. Not much, but it did happen. We also were able to figure out what was wrong with my poor little Cutler’s skin. I know in my previous post I had said his rash was gone, but it had returned again. We found out that his little liver wasn’t processing toxins the way it should, so we gave him some little all natural pills and voila! Perfect skin!! And a truly happy baby! I think him being able to crawl around has helped as well.
So when we left Barcelona I was questioning so much. More than I care to share on my blog at this time. But when we returned to Barcelona I returned with a happy baby, a relaxed husband, and a daughter who excitingly went back to school and is thriving there. I’ve made some changes too. I’ve been trying to get out of my comfort zone. I painted my nails red (which I’ve never done) and I went to a new friends birthday party without the kids and without Justin. It felt really good. I have a stronger desire to learn Spanish. Me being more independent means I can’t rely on Justin to speak for me. It’s my next big goal. And as much as I hate school, I think I’ll have to do it if I want to get anywhere with Spanish. Enough rambling about that…
Here are the things that first come mind when I think of Barcelona since being back.
1. Making new friends and spending time with our best friends here.
2. My happy little boy who now has four teeth and crawls everywhere.
3. Justin and I having fun together and our love growing.
4. Maisie seeming more settled than ever.
5. Me not dreading the idea of living in Barcelona for at least another year.
I’m thankful for my life, as difficult as it has been, it is making me who I am. And I have to say, that I love who I am more than I ever have before. I’m the best. haha