I'm happy to share that for a couple of weeks now I have felt very much at home here and feel like I am surfing the waves rather than getting pummelled by them.
The hard part, at least for now seems to have passed. We've settled in. Fairy lights are up. Espresso machine is plugged in. Yoga mats are being used. Familiarity feels good.
I now wave to friends as we drive past and I get waved to as well. I used to wave thinking it was someone I knew.. but turned out it was always the wrong person. Awkward... I would also get waved at a lot as I have a second hand car that belonged to the head of school. So people often mistook us for them and would not hide their disappointment when they'd see me at the wheel. All very confusing and a little disheartening at times! But now, people know who we are, they shout out Sky's name in the street, they know Nala our dog and they know that We are the new owners for the golden jeep (as it is commonly referred to on the island).
So now I know where to buy my fruit, where to buy the best samosas, where to get frozen leaf spinach and where to get good yoghurts. Yes these are all in different places. I know not to count on getting lemons or corn on the cob two weeks in a row. I know that Indian chocolate always tastes a little funky and that Malaysian cheese crackers are always wierdly sweet. I know that prefer breadfruit crisps over plantain. I drink local Seybrew beer and enjoy Takamaka dark spiced rum.
We now have a dog, a stray cat with mega attitude (she'll stand up and hiss at any dog or human that gets in the way of her and Nalas food bowl), three chickens (Missy Elliott, Taylor and Miley) and a fenced in garden to contain the most cunning monkey of them all, our little Sky. Sky now has his paddle pool to play in, his plywood climbing frame, the chicken coop to hide in and his trucks to play with. He knows which sticks he can bash things with and which tools he musn't touch. We pretty much got it down.
It all just takes time doesn't it. New lifestyles don't come easy. I wanted a homestead. We wanted an outdoor lifestyle. It finally looks like after 6months of chatting, sharing, building, sweating, screaming, crying and keeping at it, we're getting there. Luckily for me I also have an incredibly talented and creative husband who has been able to turn all of our ideas into realties, just one day after the next. True, I do my bit but without Matt I'd still be sketching ideas on a notepad complaing about how I don't have time to do this. It helps to have a good team.
With all the visitors we have had recently I find myself telling stories of this island like we've been here for years. The bizarre driving, the crazy prices, the massive spiders, all those things no longer phase me. I know the back trails, the cool hikes, the viewpoints and the snorkel spots. More importantly I'm no longer projecting what I thought my tropical life would look like and instead I am just opening up and letting it all flow towards me. Sometimes that can mean getting to the end of the day and admitting that I have no clue what I am doing out here! But it can also mean waking up one morning with a big smile on my face and Bob Marley on repeat in my head and taking the day in my stride. Island rhythm, Seychelles style.
So turns out change is tough. Turns out parenting is tougher still. Lets not even talk about being a stay at home mum...
But it's the life we chose right, and you know what, it's growing on me :)