Americas - I'm sorry you're in a similar situation. I think we have a lot in common! Particularly the life is actually pretty good here bit - it's very strange knowing that my demands/need to go home will rip apart what is a very nice life here. HOWEVER, as one poster explained so clearly above, the need for me to have a right to work overrides all of that. We can't live in limbo forever. And whilst things are nice here, they could be nice back home too, in a house that we own, decorated as we like, close to family and friends we've known for years. It didn't really hit me until last year, when a couple of my friends moved from their first homes into 'forever' homes and I started to feel left behind somehow. Not that life is a competition, but if we'd been in the UK, we wouldn't have been renting, we'd have been creating a nice family home in a nice community for the children and I don't think we'll ever have that here (despite where we live being lovely).
It's interesting that your GCs came through relatively quickly. I don't think it would change much, but if I knew the timescale on that, it could make things slightly easier. I don't want us to apply and then it take years and then we hang on and hang on indefinitely. I feel like such an idiot sometimes. In fact, I wonder what the hell I was thinking agreeing to move here without the right to work. I wouldn't do it again, that's for sure. But then with that comes a sense of failure - and I don't want the time we've spent here to have been that. There have been some fun times. I'm reality, I had a small baby when we moved, had just about got my head around being a Mum, I was knackered and in hindsight, didn't think things through well enough...
Mrs - that must have been really tough. I think I've been pregnant or breastfeeding or both and chronically sleep deprived for much of the time we've spent here so I would have appreciated more back up from DH, especially given we didn't have family around. I get pretty much zero time to myself (or at least when I'm not available to the childen - if they're upset it's me they want, if they need something in the night, it's me that gets it etc). I'm not sure how much of that is the fault of the US though - rather it's just a side effect of being a Mum with young children! It sounds like your children were older and as mine have got older, it has got easier, so I can't really understand your DH's behaviour. However, I do understand how he may well have felt trapped/that he was stagnating and you were the only person he could see as holding him back. In some ways I do empathize with his resentment of you (despite his bad behaviour. I also wonder if he wasn't incredibly lonely? Or perhaps depressed? If I've been on the go with the kids since 5:45 and know DH won't be home until after a meeting that ends at 20:00, and that I can't just pop out easily during that time as I have two small people with me or who I have to be around for because they're in bed, it's pretty tough.
Duck - totally. His younger brother is better at 'managing' them and DH has improved. Every now and then when I've challenged things it's like he hasn't thought things could be done another way, IYSWIM. PILs, FIL in particular, are very anti change, like to hang onto things just in case... When I mooted changing career once, I got a lecture from FIL about how I'd have wasted all the contacts I'd spent time building etc. It's hard to explain. FIL is also extremely anxious about everything and that tends to permeate every discussion. He's actually very bright and well traveled but he's such a doom mongerer! He nearly drove me crazy when I was pregnant as he was so panicked about everything, stressing about what if I went into labour at the weekend and Drs weren't as good as during the week. If/when we tell them about a move, it will be all 'what a shame' and 'can't you make it work?'. If I ever say anything negative about where we are now, I'm totally shot down and told I can't think that, can't say that etc. I've said that I wouldn't make this move again in the past and he got really annoyed, saying that I have to put a positive spin on it for the children (not that they were there or could overhear). Then he went on about what a great life they have here, which is true. It didn't seem to matter that this was at the expense of my happiness!
Anyway, enough rambling. Bags to pack as we head across the Atlantic this weekend. I'll come back and update on plans.
Americas - feel free to PM if you want to chat more.