March 2007

Well, I don’t really feel like blogging, but then I never do. And I don’t really have too much time…I’m ready to hit the hay. But maybe I’ll just dash off a short one and then go to bed.

Max has absolutely fallen in love with Mrs. Mary…a girl my age (or thereabouts) who lives right down the street. She was the first subdivision play-group hostess and a few days after that Max started talking about her and just hasn’t stopped. We’ve traded off babysitting once (since she has only one child) and that really cemented Max’s relationship. She says when he was there he was all over her husband, Tyler, but he’s never even mentioned him to me.

Anyway, Sunday (I think it was…may update this to correct it if wrong) Max was saying his blessing and thanked God for Mrs. Mary. That boy just makes me laugh out loud. :-)

Tj found out that our stuff came in and we’re having a partial delivery Friday. Melca and I are going (with Max) off base tomorrow to get my hair cut and tool around. I’d like to go to the spouse’s bingo tomorrow night but think I’ll be busy getting the house ready for the pick-up of loaner furniture at 8am Friday morning.

That’s it for now.

Life is going really well here. It reminds me so much of Spain, although this feeling is wearing off the longer we’re here, naturally.

I love living on base. I know it’ll get old, but for now it’s fine. Our neighborhood is great, we can walk to church, a few parks, the library, everywhere!

The biggest drawback to living on base (at this point, anyway) is the limited shopping. We have one grocery store with about half of the selection and stock as a super Wal-Mart. It also houses the larger selection of cleaning/household/beauty supplies. I don’t like that many things (such as jelly and diapers I’ve noticed so far) are only offered in the name brand. I have some things I always buy name brand (ketchup and peanut butter, for example) but for many others I prefer buying the cheapest brand.

The clothing/shoe store here is also about half the size of a super Wal-Mart. Maybe this’ll help me cut down on spending on those things I really don’t need, and I can spend more on the real things Turkey has to offer. Before we came Tj told me that Turkey was the place to get leather, gold and rugs. Since we got here I’ve also found out that it’s the place to have furniture made, too. Some people Tj works with sold all of their furniture before moving here so they could get all new hand-made furniture. Huh. We bought new bedroom/dining/living room furniture but I’m compiling a list of a few things I’d like to have. So far I have toy chests for the boys (maybe a third one for me or the possible third child), a desk or two for me (I have two computers, one for upstairs and one for down), and some bookshelves. The bookshelves I’m almost most excited about…we have five bookshelves but they just have particle board for the actual shelves and with the amount of books we have, and just the fact that they’re not great shelves they won’t last too long. If we could get some made with solid wood that would last for many years and through several moves that would be great!

Our truck came in Wednesday and Max was so excited…I guess he misses ‘his things’. He just kept repeating ‘Mama’s truck is here’ at least 10 times and then he said he wanted to hold mama’s truck and went over and cupped both of his hands under the bumper…silly boy. He’s asked about some of his toys…his motorcycle, his bike, etc. I’ve just told him that they’re on a big big boat and they’ll be coming soon. He’ll be in heaven for a few days after we get our shipment, I’m sure. Speaking of which, we were told before we left Georgia that our stuff would be here no later than March 22…of course everyone here says their stuff arrived here late, so I’m not holding my breath. It’s just the same ole story, though. I’ve already gone out and bought a few things I knew I could live without for a month but no longer. No big deal.

Right now we’re living on borrowed goods. The Air Force has a lending closet of almost everything you “need” to live on for a month or more. We’ve borrowed a couch and chair, dining table and chairs, double bed (that’s the largest they have and boy, do I miss our king!), baby bed, changing table, desk and chair, and a large tub of kitchenware, etc. I’ve heard some stories of horrid furniture, but what we have is practically brand new!

Our house is really nice, I think we lucked out on the size. We figured we’d get the three-bedroom plan, but apparently we got the largest three-bedroom you can get. Of course it also looks bigger than everyone else’s because we just have the loaner furniture…we’ll see how it looks when all of our stuff gets here. The walls are plastered over concrete block which really helps block sound from the neighbors…we’re in a quad-plex…there are only 4 stand-alone houses on base. I’ve heard a few doors shut, but never voices…hopefully they can’t hear Max, either! Both of our neighbors are extremely nice and they each have dogs…they’re pretty quiet but I figure their occasional barking will even out the noisy neighbor score. Hopefully they’ll agree with me even when the new baby comes.

We’ve been researching where the new baby’ll be born and have about decided Germany. We originally thought we’d come back to the US…more to see family than for any other reason. But after doing our research we’ve found out it’ll be more expensive (the Gov’t will fly me to Baltimore and we’ll have to pay the rest of the way…three tickets), we’ll be away from Tj longer (three months or so), and even though Max did great on his 24+ hour commute to get here it’s kinda rough thinking of doing that twice more in such a short time. Ankara is about a 5-hour drive from here. If things got hectic with Tj’s work or I went early at least he’d probably be able to be there for the birth. The downside to there is that we’d have to hire a Turkish nanny we’ve never met to keep Max during my labor and delivery. Germany is a plane ride away so there seems to be more of a chance of Tj missing the birth; the docs aren’t willing to schedule an inducement until after I’m due…might not be a problem but you never know. Of course they should take into consideration the fact that Max was induced the day after his due date and was 9lbs. Maybe that’ll help our case. Also, someone from the base will be able to keep Max during labor and delivery.

Well, it’s way past time to blog. There’s so much to write it’s overwhelming, but I’ll try to take it slowly.

I am 26 weeks pregnant, and there are 96 days until my due date. I moved into the third trimester without even noticing! I guess it’s true that with the second child more things are taken for granted. Of course these last few months we’ve been pretty busy.

As for an update on the baby: Your baby can hear you and those around you. Although we assume that the uterus is a quiet place, the baby has been surrounded by noise for a long time. Things like your heartbeat, digestion, etc are heard by the baby as well as external noises. Now you may feel the baby jump at a sudden noise. The uterus also allows some light to be seen. So your baby is aware of lightness and darkness. He weighs about 1 pound 12 ounces and measures 12.8 inches total length.

I had an ultrasound a couple of weeks ago (Feb 27) on base with a Turkish doctor. One of the first things he said was ‘you know you’re having a boy, right?’ Guess it’s a good thing I wasn’t intent on not finding out :-) He says the baby’s very healthy, for which we’re extremely thankful. Also he’s measuring a week ahead…man, this kid’s gonna be bigger than Max!

When I think about it that worries me. Not going to the hospital ahead of time (although I will have to talk to some women who’ve delivered there) my biggest concern is the pain. On the whole, though, I don’t let myself think about it. Max’s birth was wonderful and I’m gonna assume that this one will be too.

This kid sure is jumping so much more than Max ever did; he kicks me all the time. At first I kept saying I thought he kicked more than Max but that’s such a hard thing to really judge…after all, it’s been two years since Max was born. But now I’m 100% convinced that Jack is tons more active than Max was. I would sometimes/often go a day or two without feeling Max but I feel Jack several times a day…and he’s always kicking me in the bladder and other sensitive organs. Max occasionally did that but this kid just goes to town! I know it’s gonna hurt when he gets bigger and runs out of room.

We have to decide where to give birth. Ankara is about a 5-hour drive from here. If things got hectic with Tj’s work or I went early at least he’d probably be able to be there for the birth. The downside to here is that I’d have a month on my own without really being comfortable seeing the sights on my own. Germany is a plane ride away so there seems to be more of a chance of Tj missing the birth; the docs aren’t willing to schedule an inducement until after I’m due…might not be a problem but you never know. Of course they should take into consideration the fact that Max was induced the day after his due date and was 9lbs. Maybe that’ll help our case. Flying back to the States is also an option…but that’s more money (the Gov’t will fly me to Baltimore and we’ll have to pay the rest of the way…three tickets), and more disturbance…the whole flight there and back for Max and then up to four months away from his home and dad.

I had another appointment with two nurses last Friday (the 2nd)…they both made my eyes roll. The first one was paranoid about so much…for instance she told us not to drink the water on base (even though we’ve been told we can). But since we’ve been drinking it and giving it to Max for the last two weeks I think it’s ok. She says she doesn’t even brush her teeth with it! She told me not to give birth in Adana, but then she went on to list specifics…they don’t practice infection control up to US standards. She said there was a woman having a c-section and a man having surgery (don’t remember if she told me what kind) across the hall and the doors between the two operating rooms were open. The doctors there reuse the paper booties for their shoes, and just throw on paper aprons over their street clothes for surgery. I’d have to sign a waiver stating that the military is not responsible for whatever happens at the hospital, and if anything went wrong it could take up to 72 hrs to get a medivac flight out. Tj didn’t want me to go there already, and after all that I figured maybe he’s right. Of course today I saw a woman who just had her baby in Adana and had a great experience. Who knows?

The second nurse had a fit when I told her I didn’t have any of my medical records. I didn’t think it would be a problem…I’m healthy and the baby is too…and like Tj said (because I’m healthy) those records only tell about the past, not what’s going on right now. She kept saying ‘how would that doctor like it if you showed up at his office 24 weeks pregnant with no records???’ It took me a minute and then I realized that that’s just what happened. I saw a doc in Spain when I was 4 weeks pregnant…barely enough to call myself pregnant, and then we moved back to the States and I saw a doc at 20 weeks.

I’ve been feeling great. I’m back up to my pre-pregnancy weight now…I hope I don’t put on too much from here on out. The first couple of weeks here (we arrived close to midnight Feb 11th) Max and I walked to the grocery store and back every day. The guy Ted replaced had set us up with a few staples but it was hard to keep our family afloat on the groceries I could carry on the handles of Max’s stroller. :-) We could’ve rented a car for about $350 a month but we both knew as soon as we got a car we’d stop walking…and the weather has been so beautiful here lately.