Moving is hard, it’s hard physical work, it’s hard emotional work. We have left everyone and everything behind that we know and love, we have left all of it to make a change, to be able to be a family just the four of us. We lived with my parents before leaving, and as devastated as everyone was I think moving was the best for everyone. We needed our own space and we were invading my parents space.
I can’t tell you what a wonderful feeling it is to have my own kitchen, my own space, my own. It is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Don’t get me wrong I love my parents dearly and miss them terribly but this is the life that my family and I needed right now. Our own place, our own lives, our own family.
Getting use to a place can also prove to have it’s difficulties. I had made some really great friends back “home” especially those that knew what I was going through with the Down Syndrome, I felt like I had a finally made a connection with some ladies. I in general have a VERY hard time making friends, so to have to make friends all over again is very difficult for me.
My husband on the other hand who never really had a lot of friends is fitting right in here and has made friends with the guys at his job.
Then there is the added stress of Down Syndrome, finding doctors, and dentists and cardiologists can be very daunting. But I did get it all done for the most part, so there is a great sense of relief now. My son is doing so wonderful with school, he fit right in with his class, made a new friend and already got a student of the week award, he is my hero. He just lets things roll off his back, doesn’t let stress get to him, is just happy doing his thing. So I am going to take a cue from my very bright and intelligent son, just go with the flow and everything will turn out alright. Hope you are all having a great day.