We’ve now been in America for 100 days. Weird. Here’s what we’ve been up to…

• Selling furniture, appliances, and other household goods from 6,000 miles away

• Slowly doing those easily-put-off things one needs to do before a baby’s arrival

• Organizing our travel calendar for the rest of the spring through the end of summer

• Deciding Chickpea’s education method for the fall (it’s kindergarten time)

• Visiting various farmer’s markets around town

• Tending a miniscule garden in the first yard we’ve had in three years

• Watching my ankles slowly disappear daily by 6 p.m.

• Sewing

• Reading

• Organizing guest posts for my blogging maternity leave

• Watching reruns of The Office and Scrubs

• Twice-weekly speech therapy sessions

• Twice-monthly date nights (ahh… the beauty of living near grandparents)

• Holding on to the last fledgling spring days and wincing in anticipation at the too-soon arrival of summer

• Avoiding the topic of why we aren’t currently getting Chick a kitten

• Convincing Garbanzo that with tri-colored pasta, the green ones taste the same as the others

• Relishing in public libraries with English books

• Missing our friends, home, and life abroad while trying to make a temporary-yet-pseudo-permanent life here

• Exploring the wide world of reverse culture shock (the adults) and culture shock (the kids)

• Praying about what’s next

Earlier today, when Chickpea looked out the window and saw our landlord’s son’s car in the driveway:

• CHICK: Hmm. Looks like Rick is still here.
• ME: Who’s Rick?
• CHICK: The guy who drives that car.
• ME: His name is Scott.
• CHICK: Oh I know, but I call him Rick for short.

And in a totally unrelated note (other than that it relates to the same carrier of our DNA as mentioned above), Kabob and I counted to discover that Chick has been to nine countries and on 47 separate airplanes. Not too shabby for a five-year-old.

Yeah, so it’s been ages since I’ve updated this little spot. It’s because life has been Crazy. With a capital C.

I can’t really go into too much detail, but in short — we’re currently in the States. We’ll be here for an undefined amount of time for medical reasons. Garbanzo, our second-born, needs rather intensive speech therapy, and my doc here recommended delivering baby #3 here.

So yeah… In the span of two months, our life has completely changed. We went from living in a high-rise concrete apartment in a city of 4 million people, to living in a little yellow house amidst three acres and a horse next door. And we have a minivan.

Kabob went back to gather our belongings a few weeks ago, which was really rough both physically and emotionally. It was a real trip being in our home, but solo (sans family) and with the knowledge that it won’t really be our home anymore for the foreseeable future.

Chickpea probably has the most adjustments to make, since our host country feels most like home to her (most of her life has been there). She frequently talks about missing her bed and our home, and wonders if we’re heading back there soon. Then again, she enjoys this little house, the grass, and the horse for a neighbor, so I suppose it’s typical for a 5-year-old.

Garbanzo is just a happy, easy going little guy, so he’s pretty content wherever he is. That said, he’s the age Chickpea was when we moved to the other country, and she had adjustments. So I don’t want to assume because of his laid-back nature (and his lack of talking) that nothing internal is going on. But in the meantime, he’s content being wherever the three of us are.

Overall, we’re well. I hope to start updating this place again with random little updates and snippets. I’ve also been crazy busy launching a little company, and of course, regularly writing on Simple Mom. I love it, and I love my team of editors.

In February I spoke at Blissdom again, had a great time, and made some solid connections.

Today, I spotted this on Amazon, and freaked out just a little bit. (As of this writing, a lot of info is actually incorrect, so I submitted a request for change. We’ll see how long that takes.)

Baby #3 is doing just fine. He’s a wiggle worm, and is crazy active. I’m entering that fun “all heartburn, all the time” stage that I just love, and it’s getting harder to simply move. Ah, the joys.

Anyhoo… Our life goes on. Everything’s good. Just different than it was two months ago. Last weekend we had a great photo shoot with our talented friend Caryn, so hopefully we’ll get a slew of new photos soon.

More later.