I’ve been thinking about the blog so much lately – I WANT to write, and at the same time I feel like there’s nothing to write about.
Remember when I used to run? Since feeling hip pain after the MCM 10k at the end of October, I took a ton of rest, got massages, stretched, iced… And the pain? Is still there. Sure, it’s not in my face the whole time, but once a day I get a reminder that things are not ok. That if I do even a short run, it’ll be back to being super sore again.
But I’m still not settled. I haven’t been brave enough to start driving here, even though my dad has been so generous and let us borrow his car, since ours will take about a decade to get here. It’s been super hot so I haven’t really explored much around us either – I’m walking distance to Ipanema and Copacabana (a 15 minute walk!) and not once have I ventured out. I hate using the baby as an excuse, but having her in the car with me, does make me more hesitant to go out and explore with Rio’s crazy drivers. The extreme record-breaking heat and blazing sun, does make it tougher to go out of the house for hours at a time with a ten month old! And we’ve been at our new (fabulous!) apartment for almost 3 weeks, and my toes have yet to touch sand – and the beach is only a mile away! (I’m in love with being at the beach, it makes me truly happy and recharges me, always, so this is a big deal!)
So the thought of searching for a good orthopedist to check out my hip just seems like too much work. I know this is temporary, I know that I need to start setting a routine for myself again.
We have a gym downstairs and Ellie’s video monitor gets reception at the gym so really, why haven’t I gone yet to get back into the swing of things? (I’m not going to lie, I’m kind of afraid, because remember when I could lift heavy-ish weights? Ha, yeah, now it’ll be interesting and humbling.)
Maybe it’s because our things aren’t here yet. It’ll be a few more weeks for our air shipment (UAB) to be released, and the rest of our stuff only gets here in another couple of months (or more). It’s hard to make a home a home when you don’t even have things like spices to cook with, a bath mat (we ended up using hand towels for that – we don’t want to slip – so now no hand towels), your baby’s crib is still not here and you miss your own pillows (though surprisingly the pillows we got in our welcome kit turned out to be pretty comfortable – and I’m super picky!).
Gosh, and if I sound like I’m not liking Rio so far, it’s not true. I have seen my parents multiple times a week, and my brother at least once a week since I arrived. I haven’t lived in the same country as them since 1999! And now my baby brother is a few minutes away! He comes with his wife Lara every weekend and we have beers out in the balcony! We play in the pool with Ellie! And I can have this every weekend for the next 2 years – I’m already dreading leaving!
And the consulate folks? So warm and friendly! For real! This is such a HUGE contrast from Manila! I met some amazing people there, and by the time we left, I had found my place and was sad to leave so many good friends behind, but the vibe was just so different. Maybe because it was such a big embassy and everyone was spread out all over the place. Or because people’s feelings about Manila varied so much (it was very much love or hate and though we loved it, there were lots of hate about the place). I had such a hard time at first when I met so many other spouses who said “let’s go out for lunch next week!” “I’ll invite you over to my pool!” “I’ll give you a call so we can plan something!” and then they would never text me back. It was such a tough time when I was brand new in a country, didn’t know anyone, so I had such a hard transition (and I never really wrote much about it, because how can you write about people who you still hope will be your friend and not out of pity?). Sure, by the time I left, I had made some incredible friends, lots of expats (thanks to the MADS pregnancy and moms group) as well as other embassy folks. But the first year? It was tough!
But here? Our neighbors have invited us over multiple times. Everyone who said “you should come over sometime” actually followed through. And they’re NICE. Like truly, genuinely fun people who I would be friends with even if we weren’t all thrown together in a foreign country. (Yes, I know, Brazil is not foreign to me, but after 17 years away, it’s pretty foreign to me too…)
And our apartment is so big we have had multiple discussions of “so should we make this the guest room and the other one the workout room, or would that one be better as a guest room?” – if the place was small, the decision would have been made for us – what a good problem to have!
And for real, I’m typing this looking at this view… (Literally taken right now.)
Though we had nets installed (since this baby will be getting into trouble soon, and though it was a small fortune, I rather have no accidents), so my view is more like this:
But I’m getting pretty damn good of taking pictures avoiding the net completely!
And Ellie? She’s getting cuter every day…
Cannot believe we’re starting to plan her first birthday! Where did the time go?
And today may be a good time to explore. I have our balcony doors wide open and actually have goosebumps on my arm from the breeze coming in. It’s a “chilly” 72 degrees right now, so if the rain stays away, I’m definitely going for a walk with this chick after her swimming class!