five ways to combat homesickness when living abroad

It's been about 10 months since we first began our journey living in a foreign country and boy, has it been a whirlwind. (Well, technically, I guess I've only actually lived in Germany for about six of those months since I spent a few back in the U.S. throughout the end of my pregnancy and in the first couple of months after having Miles.) Almost a year in, I finally - FINALLY - feel like I've adjusted to our new home after a roller coaster of excitement, anxiety, and feeling all the feels. I tell ya - moving to a new place - whether it be a different state or a different country - is not for the faint of heart. Now that I feel like I'm on the other side of it, here are a few things that I believe have helped ease the transition...

 

iPhone photo from Mother's Day weekend - Miles was obviously NOT into it.

iPhone photo from Mother's Day weekend - Miles was obviously NOT into it.

Find your people. It's so hard moving to a new place as an adult. Up until the post-college years, you've had built in systems for developing friends, but once you're in the real world, it can prove more difficult. This difficulty is magnified when you move to a place where you don't even speak the primary language. The best way to find new friends, through my experience, is to search for expat groups online. Even our city, Aachen, which isn't huge, has several English-speaking groups that get together on a monthly basis. My favorites have been the ones I found on Facebook - the folks there have been extremely helpful in answering any questions we've had about how things work over here, and it's also a great resource for buying/selling things like bikes and furniture. We enjoy meeting new people at the monthly gatherings at different restaurants and bars around town, and we've even made a few friends through the group. You're always guaranteed to have something in common as you commiserate over the woes and small joys of living abroad :)

Get outside. Last summer, when we moved here, and if I'm honest, I was probably somewhat depressed, I wanted to do nothing but mope around our apartment all day. It was intimidating to go outside and know that I might have to interact with people whom I didn't speak their language (an utterly frustrating experience) or thinking I might get lost (at the time, my phone only worked on wifi). I came up with all kinds of excuses for staying inside - it's too rainy or I'm too tired or I just didn't get the chance today. Let me tell you, sunshine and fresh air can really make all the difference in your mood. Especially now that we have Miles, if he's feeling cranky, I load him in the stroller or Ergo, and we go for a walk. It almost always makes us both feel better!

Picnicking with the boys in Aachen's Stadspark on a beautiful, spring day.

Picnicking with the boys in Aachen's Stadspark on a beautiful, spring day.

Stretch your comfort zone. Part of this is the whole finding new people thing, but there are lots of other things about living in a foreign country that take you out of your comfort zone. For me, even going into a grocery store by myself was challenging at first. Force yourself to learn at least some of the language (greetings are a good place to start... for example, when checking out at the grocery store here in Germany, it's customary to greet the cashier with "hallo" and say "danke" (thanks) and "schuss" (bye) when you've finished the transaction and bagging your items). Explore new places. Go sit and have coffee at a local cafe. Little by little, you'll find you start to feel more comfortable in your new environment.

Develop a routine. Especially not having a job over here (while I've pretty much been working and/or in school forever), I've found that it's essential to have some sort of routine. It provides me with a sense of normalcy. It's not the exact same every day, but usually looks something like this for me - wake up around 8 or so, feed and play with baby while having breakfast and coffee, get a shower/straighten up the house/pay bills/work on the few projects I still have going while Miles takes his (typically) long morning nap, eat lunch, and then we'll usually go out for a walk and run errands in the afternoon before Josh gets home, and tag-team making dinner and taking care of baby. Recently, Miles has gotten himself into an even more predictable routine - eating dinner with us, followed by a bath, and bed between 9 and 10. Having even a little bit of consistency and knowing what to expect from my day goes a long way.

Those precious, precious nap times that I use to do ALL THE THINGS. Thank you sweet Jesus.

Those precious, precious nap times that I use to do ALL THE THINGS. Thank you sweet Jesus.

Take time to do the things you love. There's no reason you need to give up all the comforts of home. Continue to do the things you love while you're living abroad. For me, those include writing (like here on this blog), travel (not only is this fun and exciting, but it also gives me something to look forward to - sort of landmarks in my time abroad), taking photos (even though most of mine these days are iPhone), and cooking (which I've just recently gotten back in the swing of). Find other people who love to do the same things - it's a great way to make new friends!

If you're struggling to adjust to a new place or in the preparation stages of moving and feeling a bit anxious, just know that some days will be better than others, but eventually, hopefully someday soon, you'll feel the fog lift. I hope that you'll, like me, learn to appreciate the adventure and seize this new chapter! 

who knew...

Who knew moving to a foreign country would require so much work?! People have been asking me if I'm excited, and I am, but honestly, right now, I'm just in survival mode. I thought planning our last move from Pennsylvania to North Carolina was a headache, but coordinating an international move is a whole new ballgame...

Figuring out how to manage our money overseas without losing all of it to foreign transaction fees. Hobo doesn't look good on me.

The emotional roller coaster that preparing to uproot your life causes. One second, I'm mapping out weekend trips to Paris and yelling "peace out u.s.a."... the next, I'm in a corner rocking back and forth mourning the loss of our first home (which isn't even for sale yet, BTW) and imagining that I'll never make new friends.

Apartment hunting online. Learning that German apartments don't include kitchens... you have to buy them yourself just like furniture. Thank Scandinavia for Ikea.

Drowning in a puddle of tears because you have the best pals ever who send you "OMG YOU'RE MOVING TO GERMANY!" packages when said emotional amusement ride gets the best of you. My BFFs are better than yours.

When you have a friend who's a pro artist, you get amazing handmade cards like this. You're awesome, A.Trest.

When you have a friend who's a pro artist, you get amazing handmade cards like this. You're awesome, A.Trest.

Megan knows the way to my heart... coffee and chocolate. Lots of chocolate. Thanks for letting me use your lunch break to have a nervous breakdown :)

Megan knows the way to my heart... coffee and chocolate. Lots of chocolate. Thanks for letting me use your lunch break to have a nervous breakdown :)

Thanking my lucky stars that most apartments we've looked at online have a proper bathroom with a real shower not created exclusively for use by children and hobbits. I'd nearly worked myself into a frenzy after watching years of House Hunters International and seeing so many places with bathrooms I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy.

Trying to learn a new language. Newsflash: This is WAY more difficult as an adult - it was far easier in the second grade before I had useless information like the words to Chumbawumba's Tubthumping taking up valuable mindspace. So far I know wasser (water) and apfel (apple), so obviously, I'm going to have NO problems communicating in a foreign land.

Figuring out how to get our Scottish terrier over there. He's never flown, and he HATES being near people and not being able to love on them. Like any good parent, I thought sedation would be the best option, but apparently, that's a no-no for airborne pets. Any recommendations on whether it's best to carry on or send as cargo and the safest way to do either is welcome.

Trying to resist buying all new clothes so that I have a new wardrobe to wear to buy new clothes when I arrive in Europe. What? I can't look like an American slob while shopping.

Getting our house ready to put on the market. Rearranging your furniture and cursing yourself because you haven't been enjoying it this way all along. 

Deciding what to ship and what to store. Oh, KitchenAid mixer, I'm going to miss you like woah. Seriously though, I might cry.

In case you haven't gathered from my lack of knowledge on all fronts regarding expatriation, we don't know that many people who have moved internationally (other than studying abroad or military moves), so any and all tips are welcome!

xoxo,