On our way

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Oh my bags are packed, I’m ready to go…

The bags, all 3 ginormous bags, are finally packed and ready to go. All of the laundry, save the pajamas we’re wearing, has been washed so I won’t have massive amounts of laundry to do when I get back. I’m debating waking up a few hours earlier than I need to, to wash the pajamas as well, but I think I might do better getting that extra bit of sleep because who knows how much rest I will or will not get on the plane.

I am looking forward to getting back home and seeing Akinori, whom I miss terribly! Though I’ve gotten used to not having him around and it’s not quite as bad as it was the first week he was gone. I REALLY missed him when he first left. The problem is mostly my mother, who I don’t have the best relationship with. She wasn’t a great mother (my grandmother raised me – not because my mom was on drugs or anything, but because she worked full-time and did all kinds of community shit and volunteer blah blah blah, so that she was literally NEVER home), and she’s not a great grandmother either. She doesn’t beat Sara or anything, but she’s just kind of awkward with her. She’s not the “here, I’ll take care of the baby while you get some rest/do your own thing” type of grandmother. She’s more the “I’ll watch her if I’m asked, but I’ll never offer” type. Though Sara absolutely adores her. I guess I adored her when I was that age too.

Anyway, I want my children to have a good relationship with their grandparents, even if I don’t, so I come back and stay here and we put up with each other for a month. Probably not next year though. It’s hard enough doing it with one kiddie, I can’t imagine trying to do it with two. Akinori and I have pretty much decided that we’re better off coming in the dead of winter when he can actually take about two weeks off work, and just staying two weeks as a family, rather than him flying one way with us, and going back early while we stay on for another 2 or 3 weeks. Plus flying back with Sara alone tomorrow has me scared shitless. I don’t want to even start to imagine trying to do it with 2!

I was looking at the seating plan on the flight and currently we are sitting 3 rows from the back of the plane on an aisle seat that has just two people in the row, meaning the person next to me is on a window. But there appears to be 2 places on the plane still where there are 2 adjacent seats open, but they are in the middle of 4-person rows. I’m not so keen on asking people to get up and let us out every time I have to go to the bathroom (which is fairly often considering there is a small person resting on it), but I have a feeling that having Sara sit/sleep on my lap the entire time is just going to be hell. We barely managed the 4 hours from California. 13 hours with her on my lap is a really unappealing thought.

Originally from California I had an aisle seat, but then when I looked online, there were two adjacent seats open next to a window, so I changed our seats, but there were so many people flying standby when we got to the airport, that we ended up being on a full flight, and I was stuck with Sara on my lap, next to the window, in a 3-person row. SO not fun! So hopefully no one will be flying standby to Japan, right? And even if they are, there are a few other seats still available on the plane, and they can sit in one of those seats, right? I guess we’ll see when we get to the airport tomorrow. Anyway, wish me luck because I am seriously going to need buckets of it!!

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About Brenda in Nagano

Originally from Chicago, I knew I was destined to spend the rest of my life in Japan the moment I set foot in the country at the tender age of 16. However, I was quite intent on spending that rest of my life in a major city with a full on career, until my Japanese Prince Charming came trotting down from the mountains of Nagano to sweep me off my feet and whisk me away, turning my whole life plan on its head. Two months after moving to Nagano I gave birth to our little Princess Charming, so now I am officially a SAHM and teach a little belly dance on the side.

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