How hard is life in Norway?

Speaking of the life of overseas Chinese, many domestic friends can sum it up in seven words: good mountains, good water, and loneliness.

In fact, isn’t loneliness a kind of happiness?

Loneliness is rare in life. It is said that loneliness, loneliness and coldness can give us more time to think and plan for the unknown tomorrow.

If you are so busy every day that you cannot feel loneliness and isolation, that is the suffering and pain of life.

It has been almost 10 years since I came to Norway. Speaking of my life in Norway in the past 10 years, if I could sum it up in one word, it would be "suffering".

When I first came to Norway, I worked in what is known as the most difficult IT company in China. Even in Norway, I couldn’t escape the fate of working overtime in the middle of the night. From a software engineer to a wireless engineer, there was no quantitative change, only qualitative change. . With no knowledge or experience, I was assigned to go on a business trip to build a base station.

In order not to be too embarrassed in front of customers, I forced myself to sleep only a few hours a day, cramming myself into wireless communication knowledge, and memorizing the basics of Huawei products. Later, I seemed to understand that this was how Huawei allowed newcomers to grow rapidly. One way.

At that time, my wife and I rented a room of less than 10 square meters. In addition to a bed, there was only a desk in the room. The kitchen and bathroom were separated from other tenants. ***, monthly rent is 5,500, thanks to the landlord for his kindness.

At that time, I was thinking about one thing every day: Why should I come to Norway to live such a life?

After several months of hard work, I felt that the work pressure was less, and I was a little happy. However, I didn’t expect that my boss would ask me to be responsible for the Iceland business. Long-term business trips have become the nature of my work. Every time As little as one month, as much as three months.

It has become normal for my wife and I to live apart in two places. Originally, I wanted to end the separation between the two places when I went abroad. Unexpectedly, I came to Norway and continued to live apart.

Speaking of Iceland, if you travel here for a week or two, you may be excited because of the novelty, but it takes a lot of courage to stay for a long time. It feels like you have entered a desert island, and I In my spare time, I have nothing to do except work, I can’t see the future, and my fighting spirit is wasted.

Later, I couldn't bear the pain of their separation, and I couldn't accept the reality that after many years of pregnancy preparation, I couldn't get pregnant.

At that time, I understood that there was a kind of unspeakable pain in the world: dual-employment at Huawei brought hardships.

I decisively left my job just to look forward to the happiness of having a baby.

I never thought that raising a baby would be a difficult road of no return.

Since the birth of my baby, I have been given the sacred title of dad, but it is not easy to be a good dad in Norway.

Needless to say, mothers usually have to go to work during holidays. When they get home from work, they have to take over the care of their children.

When a father has 10 weeks of maternity leave, he has to take care of the baby by himself every day, feed the baby, change diapers, walk the baby, make complementary food, play with the baby, no one is missing, and he has to be responsible for the housework at home. Hygiene, shopping, grocery shopping, shopping, making dinner and waiting for my wife to get off work.

Only then will you realize that working hard is nothing, it’s only 996,007, but taking care of a baby is all year round, and it’s basically No time for myself.

Raising a child is a parent’s practice. Being a parent for the first time, there is so much to learn. Because we love us, we are willing to learn, work hard, and grow with our children, but we cannot avoid being self-righteous. Impose your own opinions and wishes on your children.

When our children cry, we may be at a loss for the first time, but we will eventually get through this period of anxiety and become parents who face it calmly.

The child was rebellious, but I did not grow up to be a qualified parent. I beat my child for trivial matters, and was reported to the police by my neighbors. When I was taken away by the police, I realized that raising children always has some unbearable lightness in life.

Only then did I realize that raising children involves physical exertion and poor sleep, which is not a complaint; raising children and feeling that I am not a good parent is the real suffering in my heart.

After leaving Huawei, I worked for a small local company in Norway on the recommendation of a friend. I resumed my job as a software engineer with a little more enthusiasm and dreams, thinking that I could achieve something.

But after a long time, I discovered that the way Norwegian locals work is slow in my eyes. A job that can be completed in three hours may take them one day, or in other words, their working time in a day is Three hours, the rest of the time is spent chatting, hanging out, and drinking coffee.

Huawei is extremely busy, but now the company is extremely idle. Being extremely busy is a kind of suffering, so why not being free is a kind of suffering? Having too much to do is a kind of suffering, and having nothing to do is also a kind of suffering.

Prices are high in Norway, so I never dare to ask for a treat, nor do I dare to buy food out every day. If I want to feed the Chinese stomach, I have to do it all by myself. At first, it was for myself, but later it became a habit. Everyone, you have two meals a day, day after day, year after year, and you are making small gains on your way to becoming a cook. Although cooking every day is indeed hard, there is joy in the pain and you enjoy it.

Along with my first maternity leave, because of the encouragement of relatives and friends, I became an amateur purchasing agent. This is a hard work with no loop. It has been six years, from purchasing, packaging, shipping, Customer service, all by myself, consumes too much of my spare time and time with my family. I always think that my hard work is worthy of others, but too many others give me complaints and complaints. Not being understood and not being trusted is the biggest pain for service people.

Not being understood by customers or being understood by your boss is not the real hardship of life, because these are just passers-by in life. As time goes by, it will eventually be submerged by the tide of the times.

The real pain comes from the pain of not being understood by relatives. After having children, marriage life is not only about sweetness and smiles, but also some quarrels and pain. In China, if you are angry with your relatives, You can go back to your parents' home. In Norway, there is no support from parents. When a couple quarrels, they can only swallow it slowly. There is no one to comfort or rely on. They can only drive the car to the top of the mountain alone and lament the thousands of families. Lights, lamenting that life is short, why bother looking for trouble.

Life is hard, and life in Norway is even harder, but we still work hard, live hard, and become better parents and ourselves every day.

Because we know that life is hard, but life without hard work will be even harder.

Because we know that only when there is bitterness in our hearts can we know a little bit of sweetness.

Welcome to follow me. I am a middle-aged uncle who has lived in Nanjing for 10 years and Norway for 10 years. He has stories and wine, tenderness and talent. I will share with you my parenting experience over the years. Norwegian life and life insights.