When we were first even considering making the big move to New York City my first thoughts revolved around the children. How would they deal with such a big move? What would life be like for them? We would be moving from a house in a community surrounded by green space and a big backyard to an apartment with no outdoor space and very little room to run around. What would their new school be like? Could they handle the constant noise, fast pace and frenetic energy? How would I cope with two young children and the traffic, small spaces, distractions and the crowds of people.
Put quite simply, it has been a learning experience for all of us. I shudder at the thought that I have actually said “Do NOT lick the subway pole”. Yet, it was only last night that I came to the realization, that the kids are adjusting just fine. As I was chilling out in the bathtub (a spot where I do all of my best thinking) I reflected on our NYC day. That morning we had done our back to school shopping in a very crowded Macy’s, dragged our purchases home on the subway, and then visited a local Asian restaurant for dumplings and noodles. Back in Ottawa, my children would never have suggested dumplings for dinner. Here in NYC, they seem to have adopted a much more open mind, I think you have to. After dinner it was a truly glorious evening. Ron and I walked through Central Park while the children rode their scooters up ahead. They manoeuvred through the throng of people like old pro’s and they never once complained that they were tired.
This is the thought that struck me last night. The kids are no longer complaining about the walking. They have found their NYC legs. For those of you that have ever visited NYC or live here, you will know exactly what I mean. It is impossible to not come home after a long day of pounding the pavement and not feel it in your tender tootsies. Over the last couple of weeks the kids have stopped complaining about not having a car and put on their running shoes and go.
Now, trust me, things are not all sunshine and lollipops and I would be lying if I said I did not have days when I feel like having a meltdown because one of them has to pee and there is absolutely no clean place around to do so OR when they have a moment of homesickness for friends OR one of the children just breaks down because they have had a really long day in a City that can sometimes be very unforgiving. And I am sure that there are many challenging moments ahead. But, all in all, these moments are outnumbered by the many positive adventures and by the fact that I still think to myself, “Holy Fuck, these kids are growing up in NYC- what an amazing opportunity!” A truly amazing opportunity indeed.
Now, as for the dogs… well it would be going a lot smoother if Dopey would just get over the whole pooping on pavement thing… but I think I will save that story for another day! 😉
Sandra! This is amazing. I love your blog and I’m so happy for you and your family. This is SUCH a great experience for your kids, and I am incredibly jealous. I’ve always wanted to live in New York!
If you ever feel like having a couple of bummy Gloucester High grads come visit you give us a shout! 😉
Love,
Tricia
Thanks Tricia- I would always welcome some GHS grads at my door!!