I was reading a blog posting this morning and decided to leave a comment. As I'm not a member of that blog, or user, or whatever, I was given the option to leave a comment using my Google account. As I signed in I realized the comment I posted was left by the name "Desperate Housewife." For a minute or so I stared at this wondering why on earth I was named this way. I figured the site gave out random names for unregistered users, but I realized my "name" was click-able. It was a link to a blog. MY blog?! What?
So this is how, four years later, I realized I made this blog back in 2008, and even posted a couple entries. Wow! I can't even remember when I did this. Think back to 2008 - yeah it makes sense now. My older son was 9 months old at the time and I was fairly bored and unemployed with a lot of diaper-changing and baby-feeding on my hands. That's right! This was 9 months before I had my second child. :)
Well, for anyone who was read my previous two posts, the situation is completely changed now. In fact, I am no longer a desperate housewife but I'm not very good at this whole blogging thing so I have no idea how to change my "name" here...
However, the title of my blog seems to suit me even better now, four years later, as now I am living the life of an immigrant in the place I had previously referred to as "home" in one of the previous posts.
Back in 2009, after I had my second child, we moved back to Serbia - my home-country. My desperate housewife days have been over since I found a job working for the US government in my birth country. But I am still living the "life of an immigrant" because as it turned out, I became way too American over the 22 years I lived in the States to be able to completely fit in and adapt to the way of life in the country where I was born but not raised.
So...I will attempt to now come back to this blog and reactivate myself (as if I was an active blogger before) with a slightly new topic - the life of an immigrant in one's home country. I'm an expat now. I re-emigrated.
So this is how, four years later, I realized I made this blog back in 2008, and even posted a couple entries. Wow! I can't even remember when I did this. Think back to 2008 - yeah it makes sense now. My older son was 9 months old at the time and I was fairly bored and unemployed with a lot of diaper-changing and baby-feeding on my hands. That's right! This was 9 months before I had my second child. :)
Well, for anyone who was read my previous two posts, the situation is completely changed now. In fact, I am no longer a desperate housewife but I'm not very good at this whole blogging thing so I have no idea how to change my "name" here...
However, the title of my blog seems to suit me even better now, four years later, as now I am living the life of an immigrant in the place I had previously referred to as "home" in one of the previous posts.
Back in 2009, after I had my second child, we moved back to Serbia - my home-country. My desperate housewife days have been over since I found a job working for the US government in my birth country. But I am still living the "life of an immigrant" because as it turned out, I became way too American over the 22 years I lived in the States to be able to completely fit in and adapt to the way of life in the country where I was born but not raised.
So...I will attempt to now come back to this blog and reactivate myself (as if I was an active blogger before) with a slightly new topic - the life of an immigrant in one's home country. I'm an expat now. I re-emigrated.
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