Barcelona
Getting on with Life
I am so happy to finally be getting on with life. For some reason, while I am in transition, it feels like I am paralyzed and can’t possibly have a routine (not that I like them anyways) or meet new people or do anything really outside my comfort zone. It is almost like I just have to survive and for some reason, that is good enough for me. I’m not saying it is the right thing to do, but it is the way I naturally function. Now that we have arrived in Spain I feel like I can get on with life again. I have been so happy to meet new people and start making friends. Just today I visited with two different women that I met at the park Maisie was playing at. They happened to be “on holiday” and not living in Barcelona, but I chatted with them…
Read MoreHoneymoon stage
I do realize that I am still in the honeymoon stage of cultural transition, but I am lovin’ it! We’ve been very busy “setting up home” without even having a home (as we are living in a temporary place right now), but living in Europe has allowed us (forced us almost) to spend more time together as a family. I think that’s probably what I am enjoying the most. Plus, Spain just feels right. We feel like we have found a European city where we “fit” and “belong” and that feels great!! Here are some pics of the last couple days.
Read MoreMy Pregnancy Pains
Such an adventure. I remember being about seven months pregnant with Maisie and literally running/wobbling full speed to catch a bus or metro in order to not be late for our appointment to look at an apartment. We did this for a couple weeks before we found the right apartment. This time around is almost no different. We are looking for an apartment again, but this time around I am six months pregnant instead of seven. It also feels like the the baby might just shoot out at any point when I try to run across a street or run to catch a bus. I don’t remember that feeling with Maisie. On just a normal day in “the OC” I would complain to my sister that “my regions hurt.” Yeah, she would make fun of me and tell me to be quiet because people could hear! Well, now I am…
Read MoreFish Eyeballs and Other Stuff
Who ever knew I would actually be okay eating a fish eyeball? Certainly not me! I did it tonight for the first time in Barcelona. I don’t know the name (and at the moment I am too lazy to try and find out what it’s called), but it was a plate full of teeny little whole fried fish. Crazy!!! The funny thing is that Maisie LOVED them! She was eating them like they were candy! She was totally into them until about the fifth one. That’s when an eyeball got stuck on her front tooth and I laughed about it and pointed it out to the table, where there was gagging and gnashing of teeth. Well, not the gnashing of teeth, but there was gagging. After that, she didn’t want anymore. She went on to eat shrimp. I swear this kid is a better eater while in Europe than in…
Read MoreMoon Song
When we all stayed in California, my mom and Maisie would go outside at night and look at the moon. Of course my mom made up a “Moon song” to go along with their little nightly outings outside. “Moon moon, in the sky, in the sky, way up high.” Here is Maisie singing it in Barcelona! The sky was actually clear enough to see the moon (which does NOT happen in overcast Amsterdam)!
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