Its hard. It just is.
Its like a mission. When I came back to the states people would ask me how Sweden (most of the time they said Switzerland) and I could only remember the cool parts about it, not the hard parts. So I always said it was great and we are loving it. And we are. But its also hard. I forgot.
We came back and Owen was stuck with jetlag for over a week. He was up from 12-4am everynight and I had to wake him up in the morning and from every nap! It was rough. Not to mention that its day time 24-7 here now so he had a hard time recognizing when it was day time and when it was night time. it was so hard. made me never want to go back to utah. or live in sweden? but especially not have any more kids.
Anyway we got back and they asked Eric to be in the branch presidency. We were SHOCKED. And I was kind of sad. Its hard when he's away because we don't have that many friends, or a car, or really anything to do. It gets lonely. and now he'll be gone more. and won't be able to sit with us at church. THEN after Eric got set apart they told me that they had a calling for me. Honestly, the only calling I thought they would give me would be in the Young Women because they are the only group that all speak English. They asked me to be the Primary President!
WHAT IN THE WORLD?!?!?!
OK. Swedish kids start learning English in the school in about 3rd grade. (Age 8). However, they don't start becoming good until about middle school. There are 3 kids in the entire primary (of about 15) that understand any English. ANY English. All week I've been crying and praying and studying about how the heck I'm supposed to teach kids that don't speak or understand my same language?! (Any tips would be appreciated)
So church yesterday I was sustained and went to primary for the first time. Usually I just stay in the same room for all three hours so I never really get to see what goes on outside, until yesterday. IT WAS NUTS! Kids were running around, inside and outside, and there were adults standing around talking. some talking about who is teaching what class and what they are going to teach. no one had a lesson planned because none of their real teachers showed up. it was just INSANE! I had never seen anything like it. What am I supposed to do?!?!
So between finishing my second to last semester of grad school, trying to figure out how to do this calling (and receive inspiration) and entertaining my toddler, life has been crazy. But good.
Any tips would be appreciated if you have any. Help please.
At least I have this guy to make me smile everyday |
Eric updated here if you're interested.
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