Paige's Return to Deutschland!

Hallo from Berlin! This blog is a place for friends and family to get occasional snip-its on Biggs' life in Germany and me to assuage my guilt for living so far away from loved ones. Expect bad syntax and so-so sentence structure. There is no shame in just scrolling for little Biggs' photos for a "cute fix" without the risk of getting sucked into social media.

Monday, April 13, 2026

Kur: Part Deux

Greetings from Dürmentingen, Baden-Württemberg. Haven't heard of it? You're missing out on cutting edge agricultural vending machines.


Here Hugo is holding a can of artisanal "Pulled Porc" in one hand and ice cream in the other:

One of my fellow Kur-mates asked if I was eating cat food. I mean, do you put BBQ sauce on cat food? 

The principal reason for our reason to this beautiful region in the South of Germany is for a second round of Mutter-Kind-Kur. The first Kur was specifically for me; the children were there too because we were a package deal. Four years later, we are in a different phase of parenting. Specifically, Crosby is a boss who can grocery shop, do laundry, pick-up Carmen from Kita, take her on a two-hour round trip on public transportation for an all day, weeklong tennis camp all the while sending us funny text updates like this:


Also, he has 2-3 tests every week. So missing 2.5 weeks of school would be stressful. This Kur also does homework help, but 1.5 hours a day with some help from mom is a stretch. So he opted to stay back and hold down the fort. From Paul's photo real, he appears to be loving it managing.


Instead of using a Kur Consultant this time, I attempted to find a Kur on my own. My diligence was, at first, not rewarded as I applied in December. As Kurs typically take a few months to schedule, I figured that applying six weeks before the four-year anniversary of our last Kur would be fine. Incorrect. In January, I collected all the relevant documents a second time from my doctor and pediatrician and wrote an even longer sob letter than my original December letter. That's what you get TK. As my devoted blog readers know, we've had a bit of a rough go here; hence the Kur. 

Once we got our Kur acceptance letter in February, I started doubting my strategy. With the consultant, she pinged me with a last minute spot. Now I needed to find a Kur on my own. But, that was also kind of the point; I wanted to be able to pick a Kur that was more tailored to ADHD.  There are many options, but most of them didn't have places until December 2026 or even later.  I did some scattershot googling at the beginning, hi ADHD, but in the end my strategy was:
1. Ask my girls for prayer
2. Use the drop down menu on this Kur Finder website to specify ADHD.
3. Call each location to ask if they have a waiting list.
4. Email the location with a canned email that basically said a) I can mobilize with 24 hour notice b) I'm available between now and May 13th c) look at this adorable photo of Hugo and me

Within a couple days I got an email back from Rehaklinik Schwabenland saying there might be a spot open, and then a day later confirming a last-minute opening. There was much, much less paperwork this time for which I am very grateful. Also because I kind of know the drill, the waiting for what comes next with my schedule is also more relaxed. Ideally we wouldn't need a Kur every four years, or sooner if that was even an option. But, life happens; I'm thankful that we have health insurance that helps us get the wheels back on.


Much more to come, but for now - lunch. Hang in there my friends who could all also use a Kur right about now.

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