I know it was tough when I first got married because I wanted to prove I was mature enough to be independent along with my husband, but there were still so many things I didn't know.
I was fortunate because both my mother and mother-in-law were both supportive without competing with each other.
Hang in there, it's all part of growing up and leaving the nest.
I have been in a few spots that I thought I would just die from homesickness when I was younger. Then times that were the worst for me was when I was having personal issues or unsure of a decision I had made. I always felt that I needed my mom to reassure me, I have kids of my own now and they pretty much fill up my time but I also know that I am comfortable with my life as it is. I love to spend time with my mom still but I don't yearn for her and need her in the same way that I did, it's funny but there is also a certain amount of guilt that comes with that. I sometimes feel bad when I am having a tough day or I am sick and the first person that comes to mind now is my husband. I used to need the comfort that my mom gave me; I now look to my husband for it. Time really does heal all wounds, might I suggest that you get unlimited long distance if you don't live close by.
I know the feeling too well! When we married, we lived over 1000 miles from my family, and for someone like me, who is very close to her family, being that far away was agony. Every holiday that I called, I could hear what I was missing and it just broke my heart.
We finally moved closer and while I still live an hour away from my parents, we get together fairly often. It's a relief to my psyche, needless to say.
But it does get easier, the busier you are. And adjustment will bring greater comfort to you as well.
I love where I live now. The weather is much milder, prices much cheaper, and the kids have more opportunities then in my hometown. We moved away about 2 years ago. It took some tim eto get acclimated, but I love it! The times I find I miss home is when I face some sort of crisis. But that makes me stronger as well, because I have only myself and my immediate family to count on. Everything you go through will make you stronger, and everything happens for a reason. Hang in there and good luck!
I remember when I was married back in 1989. I was very young, and was 3 months pregnant, and the longest I had ever been away from my parents had been 2 weeks for a ROTC summer camp in high school! My husband had just joined the Air Force, and our first assignment was at the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, CO. I was excited about moving, about setting up my own household, couldn't wait to get out of there, that kind of thing. Once we got there, and found an apartment, and my husband kissed me on the cheek and left me alone for his workday....wow everything looked so much different! I had alot of time to think, and that led to lonliness, and that led to HUGE phone bills for me and my parents!
After some time had passed, I became adjusted to my new surroundings. I made my apartment my home, I got involved in activities and made some friends. Eventually it got easier and easier, and before long my anxiety had passed. I guess what I am saying is, be patient, accept that homesickness is part of the package, and with time, you will feel much better. I just wish in 1989 I had a computer, internet, email, IMs, webcams, all that to keep in touch with everyone then like we do today! Know what I mean?
I have been through it and it was really hard not to be with everyone. On one hand you are really excited that you are out on your own and love being with your husband. On the other hand you miss what is going on at home with the rest of your family and being a part of their every day life. Do you live close to them? If you do why don't you all get together for dinner once or twice a week. Once at your house and once back at your parents. Do you chat on the phone with them? Give them a call when you miss them. I'm sure they would love to hear from you too! It is a big adjustment and takes time when you make a big life change.
I've been married for nearly 3 months now and this is my first time living away from home. It's still really weird to me and I'm pretty homesick, nearly all of the time. I'm loving having independence and I love my husband dearly, but I still feel this missing feeling. Anyone else going through this too?
