First Posting

I can't believe we have been in Adelaide for almost a week. While I have nothing big to report, like place to live, schools for the girls or new friends, I can report on the trials and tribulations of trying to find a house with 2 young girls who are jet lagged and bored out of their gourds.

The Weather

It's been storming and drizzling every day but one since we have been here. The average temp is in the 50's.

The Hotel

Luckily we have an apartment with 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. Our room is trashed with toys and stuffed animals. We literally packed what amounts to an entire extra large suitcase of kids crap. It's nearly impossible for the house keepers to clean because it is sprawled all over the rooms. While I spend hour upon hour on the computer frantically searching for a furnished home (which barely exists) the girls find more things to unpack and spread around about. Basically they are held hostage by the bad weather and a mother who can't be peeled from the computer. They in turn torture me with fighting and demands of candy and sweets.

Jet Lag

All of my years of sleep training have gone out the window. Every night is musical beds. Ina now REFUSES to sleep with Lola and has taken to sleeping on the couch with her small thin baby blankets. Lola falls alseep every evening in the car while we are house hunting, so we have to put her into bed with out dinner. Because it is IMPOSSIBLE to wake them once they have crashed. Then she wakes up at midnight because she is starving and demands food then has to sleep with Mama. Lola likes to fling her arms all over my head and kick me and lay sideways. It is unbearable, so either I or Albert ends up moving to the empty bed, where Ina joins us because she has had a nightmare. I asked Albert what the nightmare was about last night and he said it was that we made her move to Australia. He was joking. She didn't tell us. Last night I moved to the empty bed, so Lola woke up pissed that I was not sleeping with her and started screaming at the top of her lungs and bossing me around. This particular morning in her fury of kicking and bossing and she started pushing my booby, (because Ina and Lola are endlessly fascinated with my boobs). Of course I told Lola to stop hitting my booby and she said, "No, it's MY booby". I'm sure this is too much information. But it makes me laugh.


This is all I can write for now. I must entertain the girls and get us off to our house inspection appointments. My next posting will be about house hunting and driving in Adelaide. The combination of the 2 brought me to tears last night. But then I skipped dinner to have a soak with a glass of wine and felt much better.


Observations on the Australia

I didn't know "Mightn't" was a word. I have to figure out how to insert it in my daily dialogue.