It was during my 2nd month after delivery, I was recovering from my most dreaded C section operation. I had just managed to get up and take care of daily chores myself, my husband got his new job. We both were happy as this meant a huge leap in his career. The new job in New Zealand meant new exposure and a steep upward career growth. With all this happiness there came a difficult part of visa. It took "n" times travel to passport office and visa embassy and with a 2 month old baby in one hand, it made the short journey even more difficult and tiresome. After almost 2 months of battle, we were ready for our new life...
22 hours of flight with a 4 month baby.... I wished it passed like a moment as even thinking about the flight journey made me sick. But little princess was way good than I dreaded. She slept through most of her first flight journey. Somehow we safely landed Auckland in tact. We learnt our lesson from our last experience so we had pre booked a hotel and had 4 appointments booked the next day for looking out for our rental accomodation. We landed at 2:00AM and straight to the bed... fortunately little one too seemed tired and dozed off.
It was one of the cold wintery day, we set up for searching... intially it all looked fine until an hour later when she started crying... her cry became inconsolable that we were scared and reached hotel immediately. The following day, she was down with a flu, which made us more scared. I, being a first time mom started crying not knowing what to do and where to go for help. We soon went to a child specialist hospital where the doctor pacified us that it was a normal fever which is bound to go away in 2 days time. This made us to take a decision that I would stay at hotel taking care of the baby and my husband took the responsibilty of hunting house in the evening as he had already started his work at his office.
After 4 days we did find a nice apartment but the vacancy was after 2 weeks, which meant that we had to stay at hotel for a fortnight. Here comes the twist from God (He usually tricks us, specially when we come to NZ!!), there was a basketball tournament going around the city which meant all the hotels were pre-booked which indirectly meant that we could not overstay and had to check out that weekend (We had booked the hotel only for a week!!). Now here is the way to God's twist... One of our friends friend agreed to help us in this difficult situation. Thomas and Tisha... a wonderful couples with bubbly kids... they have 2 sweetest daughters, Ammu and Ponnu (Both are unique and both are among the cutest I have seen).
Anushree and Merlin (Ponnu)
We stayed at their place for 2 weeks... and I felt being home. They accepted us one of their family members and took care of us so well that we never thought that we were in a strange place. They have had their own struggle coming to NZ and they seem to have suffered more than what we had gone through. Probably thats the reason they didnt want us to suffer and offered help.
2 weeks just flew and with a heavy heart we moved to our apartment. As if their help was not enough, they even helped us in shifting to our apartment and arranging the house. I can never forget their kind gesture. They helped us when we were truly in need. With the 4 month old baby... It was our biggest risk to travel so far to the unknowns but with kind people like Thomas and Tisha's help, we didnt have to struggle much.
I dedicate this post to Tisha and Thomas... I know its not fair on my part to just say thanks for all those love you both have given us. We just want to let you know that you are a part of our family and we will always be there to keep pestering you both :) :)
Anu's mum
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