Hey guys,
I realised it has been a while since I last wrote so I want to bring you back up to date what has happened.
To update myself on what it was I wrote last, I just read my most recent post and I feel so bad. No, really.
I indeed extended for six months so I could go to New Zealand. And leaving the US and my lovely host family was the hardest thing I ever had to do. My time from June to April was the best. I felt like I really got to know my host family and finally understood their lifestyle, how they were thinking and what to exspect.
Why I was not happy at first was, because my exspectations were wrong. What I wanted was a second family. I always diregarded the fact, that I was there to take care of children. I just wanted “new parents” because I was not happy with my situation back then. What you usually heard from Au Pairs in the US was that they felt like family members, they were on christmas card pictures, got their own stockings, etc. But that was not part of what they did. I mean they forgot to get dinner for me once, which really disappointed me.
But still, I actually was treated like a family member. They usually invited me to come along to everything. Sometimes, they just thought it would be boring for me. I was always welcome and could take about everything with them. It just took us almost 9 months to get to know each other. In the end, my host dad and I were thinking the same thing sometimes. Usually when the kids had a concert or something like that and the boys did something funny, we would look at each other and laugh. If you would have asked me at the beginning of this year, if I would have liked to extend, I would have said yes right away and stayed as long as possible. I actually miss them all very much, especially my boys and I can say that not extending for another whole year but just for 6 months and coming to New Zealand was one of the biggest mistakes I have ever made. I try to comfort my me by telling me that if I had really done that, I would not have seen my grandmother again and I guess I would have been really bored. I usually did not do anything on weekdays. Today is actually a really hard day in that regard. Exactly two yeards ago, I took the plane to NYC. I cannot believe it has been two years.
In the end, my host dad even helped me every now and then to clean stuff up. I was really close to the middle child. We all had to cry a lot and I got great goodbye gifts. But I feel like they forgot me, especially my boys. I do not think they still think about me. Their current Au Pair (I text with her sometimes) told me that the youngest boy still calls her Becky sometimes (that was in August though) but that made me really happy. They are upposed to come to Germany next year but I am already scared to meet them again. I feel like I do not even know them anymore. Sometimes I think I just imagined my time in the US.
New Zealand is so different. I will tell you about that later because I have to pick up the kids from school in a few minutes.
I just miss my boys so much and cry a lot because I would love to be still there. I really miss them all.
My wonderful planless life 