One of my favorite things now days in Turkey is the yummy fresh fruit and veg.
I loved smelling the sweet strawberries at the market as early as April - and they taste wonderful.
It's a treat having cherries, melon and watermelon in May and delicious apricots and peaches in early June. Believe me, there's nothing like juicy and sweet fruit when you're pregnant to your eyeballs!
The thing is, often we realize what we like and enjoy when faced with the opportunity or threat of having to leave them behind, give them up, change ways...
Recently it seemed more than likely that we would leave Izmir and Turkey (all the yummy things above, but also the huge house, garden for the dog, shared pool on the grounds, sunny weather and basically the fact of having been here a year which means we know a few nice people and places...) for a place I've never been to but that
I think it's safe to say that, no matter the destination, moving with a newborn (packing or living out of boxes, temporarily living in a furnished flat while trying to adjust to feeding at all hours and sleepless nights, knowing nothing and no-one in a new city, house-hunting...) is about the most repulsive idea I can come up with at the moment.
Moving is stressful.
Having a baby is huge.
One at a time is enough.
Timing is key. Can we at least wait until bebek is say, 4 months old?
moving Stockholm yummy fruit leaving Turkey destination unknown and bad timing
I loved smelling the sweet strawberries at the market as early as April - and they taste wonderful.
It's a treat having cherries, melon and watermelon in May and delicious apricots and peaches in early June. Believe me, there's nothing like juicy and sweet fruit when you're pregnant to your eyeballs!
The thing is, often we realize what we like and enjoy when faced with the opportunity or threat of having to leave them behind, give them up, change ways...
Recently it seemed more than likely that we would leave Izmir and Turkey (all the yummy things above, but also the huge house, garden for the dog, shared pool on the grounds, sunny weather and basically the fact of having been here a year which means we know a few nice people and places...) for a place I've never been to but that
- looked like this when hubs went to visit (talk about a change in climate!)
- is often thought of as being extremely modern and liberal and brilliant for women and mums (not your typical idea of Turkey)
- but that didn't really inspire me after I had read this and this (unfortunately by the same author which doesn't give much perspective... but hey reading her was really dissuasive!)
I think it's safe to say that, no matter the destination, moving with a newborn (packing or living out of boxes, temporarily living in a furnished flat while trying to adjust to feeding at all hours and sleepless nights, knowing nothing and no-one in a new city, house-hunting...) is about the most repulsive idea I can come up with at the moment.
Moving is stressful.Having a baby is huge.
One at a time is enough.
Timing is key. Can we at least wait until bebek is say, 4 months old?
moving Stockholm yummy fruit leaving Turkey destination unknown and bad timing
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