We’re officially in the “leaving Manila” countdown. In 50 days, we will hop on a plane with our baby, dog and cat, and say goodbye to this place that has been our home for the last 2 years. A place we might never come back to.
We arrived as newlyweds with our pets (Lily was still tiny at 5lbs!) and will be leaving with a 3 month old baby…
I have very mixed feelings about leaving. 6 months ago, I couldn’t wait to get back to DC, the fact that my pregnancy hormones were flying high, also meant that my patience for the Filipino-way (“wait a while, ma’am”) was at a minimum.
Since then, I have made incredible friends through the MADS playgroup, and know a ton of other moms with babies around the same age as Ellie, and it would have been SO much fun seeing them all growing up together! Plus, since our baby was born in the Philippines, it now holds a special place in my heart as well.
We still have a lot to do. I know I want to do some shopping prior to leaving (sorry, Karl…), and I am off to Divisoria for what will likely be the last time next week. Hope to add another trip to Greenhills soon too!
There is still a lot of sorting to be done (what comes with us? What goes in the air shipment to DC? What goes straight to Brazil and we can live without for a whole year?). We need to sell our car, I need to start going back to the gym if that Marine Corps Marathon goal will become a reality, the pets and baby need their last immunizations (both due in a few weeks), baby still needs to be put on our orders (so she’ll “exist” to the State Department) and once that’s done we can finally book her ticket.
I am going to miss this place, and I am going to miss living in Asia. I truly hope we come back one day (not necessarily to Manila – I hope we get to live somewhere different, because that’s part of the experience, no?). I am going to miss exploring new countries and exploring the Philippines beautiful islands.
Now that I have a little over a month to go, I am not ready to leave. I am so not ready. And it breaks my heart that Ellie might never get to see the place she was born in.
I’ll be leaving the Philippines in 50 days. But a little part of my heart will be left behind.