Oh pink, I am so sorry. I have read your other thread but I didn't have anything helpful to say... I know how you feel to a certain extent because I fear that we are also not going to be in a position to try again.
I just don't know how to get my head around the idea or help you to do it. Your situation does sound difficult but remember that financial situations can and do change quickly...
Fordy, you have my heartfelt sympathy and empathy. It is very hard to be put in these positions. I am not sure what is worse: when the person knows what you have been through or when they don't? I can see how it made you have a good cry.
Loopy: Glad that you are feeling somewhat more on track. Enjoy your camping. We are off to the beach this weekend but I miss the camping trips.
In answer to your questions: We will be here for about 2 years but possibly longer if we continue to like it. We were in New York for less than one year, in Vienna for nearly two and, in Geneva for two as well. The frequent moves were more by choice than necessity. No chance of boarding school for our lot. They are currently home-educated and that works brilliantly with this crazy lifestyle. I love not having to race them off to school every morning and taking trips in the low season has been fabulous!
I am one of the crazy few who does try and stay impulsive with four children in tow. So far, so good...
YROTB I hope you are feeling a bit better. I think that I will give Toy Story 3 a miss; no need for more crying here.
Velvetcu Cheery hello!
This is already nearly a novel but I wanted to share my story of the week:
I held the sweetest little Khmer baby Tuesday morning. He was born around the same time that Timothy was due. Dd1, (my sweet 11 year old) asked if it made me feel sad and I was about to answer that it did when it occurred to me that if the young Cambodian mother of this little one had experienced the complications that I did with my last pregnancy that she would not have survived to take care of her five year old daughter and I was filled with a strange sense of peace. Not that I think there are a finite number of babies available in the world but somehow rather than feeling the usual envy accompanied by the wondering 'why me?' I was grateful for having won the geographic lottery.
I hope that even makes sense. Thinking of you all.