We did this.
We uprooted the kids and our selves and moved to Norway to look after my ageing parents. It turned out to be the worst thing for our family ever.
What motivated the move for me:
- Guilt. Terrible guilt for living so far away and not being near my parents, and not be able to do anything for them.
- Responsibility. They had been good parents to me, and I felt terrible that they would spend their old age sick and alone.
The reality was a lot of hard work. My husband had issues settling. My oldest son was terribly bullied in school for "being English". The pressure my parents put on me was immense. I spent several hours nearly every day at their place sorting stuff, and battling with my mum. (dementia)
And getting care sorted for them.
We lasted three years. Thankfully we had rented out our London house while gone, so we had our home to return to. However, this meant we had the additional headache of tenants, one tenant nearly demolishing the house to the cost of more than £20 repairs, before she did a runner.
The whole experience has cost me not just my health, but my mental health.
We are back in London now after three hellish years in Norway. My husband was a saint coming with me.
On the negative side:
The kids schooling was interrupted.
DS1 experienced bullying. He had a hard time settling back in the uk.
Dh was depressed due to the work situation.
I was stressed out of my brains with my parents.
On the plus side:
Dh learnt Norwegian.
He learnt to ski, both cross country and downhill.
He took up mountain biking and took part in many races
He developed many friendships
I managed to get a care package sorted for my parents
My sons are now totally bilingual
They got to spend some time with their grandparents and get to know them properly
They learnt to ski and are really very accomplished skiers now
They have fantastic balance and stamina from numerous mountain trips per month throughout the year.
They can build bonfires, source firewood, and make bbq skewers from trees just using a knife
DS1 has developed maturity and was praised in primary for his leadership qualities.
DS1 is now in a selective independent doing very well.
Oh, and we kept our family together.
Yes, it all came at a cost. But the alternative?
Had my husband not come with me and been sympathetic to my feelings, we may not have made it as a couple. I would have felt terrible, and been resentful to him. I would have had to go without him. And I would have taken the kids.
Being in "The sandwich generation" is a terrible thing. You have young children, and suddenly the needs of elderly parents.
Why do you not want to support your wife through this? Why has it come to the point that she has been made to chose? Is there nothing positive that can come out of such a temporary move to her parents so she can get care sorted for them?