Our apartment is finally finished! Kind of..? We’re missing two windows in the living room and the kitchen has no stove or shelves (let alone cupboards), but it was close enough. Had I waited for these things to happen, we might not have moved in for six more months! Oh procrastination is mighty strong, in our corner of India.
As I have mentioned before, our apartment is on the first floor (second story). The garden in the corner of the rooftop was relocated to build our apartment. It’s small – you can say it’s a tiny house – about 15×30 feet. We have one bathroom, one bedroom, a kitchen and living room or dining area. Anyway, size aside, it’s perfect for us! It’s our own private space that, likely to my husband’s annoyance, I have dubbed “Little America”.
Living here has been significantly easier, most especially now that my husband has made it known to my in-laws (it’s about time!) that I have to work during the day. Baby N hangs out with her grandparents and cousins, until it’s time to eat or take her afternoon nap. Gosh I miss her during my working hours… She can zip around in her walker now!
At first, expectations of cleaning were still pretty strong. While both me and my husband did the same amount of work in a day, I was still expected to play the role of dutiful bahu on the side. When the topic of a maid came up, DN put off talking to his family, then stressed about the security of it, until he finally told me it probably wouldn’t work out. We were kind of back to square one, until DN started helping me out.
To be honest, some days it feels like staying here won’t work out long term. It’s truly a struggle to push through the unhappiness at times. But you know what… Life is about more than happiness. It’s also about commitment, sacrifice, and more than anything, balance. That’s why we hold on tight, around here, when things start to suck. We can recognize the ups and downs. Our ultimate goal is to build a good life for our daughter… In the mean time, we hope to eventually get to the U.S. together. Maybe see Mexico or Italy. Or both.
Well, I’m lost in my thoughts again, so I’d better wrap this up.
Until next time ~