I am back to NZ, to my 3 year old home, to my routine, to my life. and as much as i enjoyed my long (and overdue) 4.5 month holiday, i must say it felt good to be back to my home. not that dubai and india is not my home, but this is my OWN home, you know. the home i set the way i want to live. but having said this, i must add (ironically) that the first initial days felt a bit alien-ish for me. for one, i actually had to think for a few secs where the kitchen or dining room light switches were. seriously! and to top it all, B’s jet lag! we slept at 5.30am the first morning, 4.30am the next, 2,30am the next, 12.30am the next and finally 10.30pm! and today 9.00pm. and due to these morning sleep sessions, i never really saw the sunny NZ mornings. nor the afternoons!
and now, 7 days post my arrival in NZ, life is busy with a super active toddler. oh and he turns 16 months today! his increased vocabulary, communication skills, affections, tantrums, mood swings..sometimes amusing, sometimes surprising. but all this for another post (one of the many posts sitting in my drafts).