I’m mourning the end of an era … but I suppose that usually means the start of something new, which might be just as exciting (if not better), but right now I’m feeling grouchy!

Ever since the birth of our first daughter my husband has been making a huge effort to make German our ‘home language’. That ment that both of us were only ever speaking German with her, though we mostly spoke English with each other.

We had read about common approaches to bilingual childrearing and knew that the “One-parent-one-language” approach would have best suited our situation (I’m a native German speaker and my husband is a native English speaker). Though, knowing how strong the influence of English is, especially when all friends and relatives our daughter has regular contact with are English-speaking, we wanted to provide as much reinforcement for the German language as possible. Also, my husband was feeling a little selfish and thought that speaking German with our daughter would mean he had plenty of opportunity to practise his German and improve.

His German certainly has improved dramatically since the birth of our daughter, but never having taken any formal German classes or lived in Germany, now our daughter is overtaking him. She’s starting to prompt him, when he’s struggeling to find the right words and instructions are sometimes so unclear that even I can’t exactly make out what’s required of her (sorry, darling!).

So, as of yesterday my husband is speaking Enlish with our daughters. M seems quite excited about the whole thing and is already speaking mostly English with him, except when she runs out of words in English she’ll default to German (E isn’t exactly aware of what’s going on). I’m somewhat glad that my husband can express himself a lot more freely now, but can’t help feeling slightly vulnerable about it.

I’m it, now! I’m on my own!

I guess only time will tell how this new era in our family life is going to work out.