I forgot to blog last night. It crossed my mind several times, and in the end, I forgot and went to sleep - so I've broken my resolution before the month has even finished. I think it was the only one I'm working on, but I thought about all the things I should do to prepare for our trip and then I got hit with tiredness and went to bed.
Well, the pressures off - if there was any, and I will continue blogging (almost) everyday anyhow.
My news for the last two days are all around the kids and their antics. Maybe it's not so exciting to write about toddlers, I'm trying to perfect it - because it's a thousand little things every moment that I couldn't possibly log, but are such a beautiful part of this stage in their life.
Tomris is currently emptying the diaper bag, taking out the wipes, and washing her face with them. I'm obviously just sitting her and writing about it...hang on.
No she's sitting next to me, guzzling down milk and water, alternatively. And looking at books. It's only a matter of time before she starts hitting my computer. She gave me back the water and milk to put on the side table. She said, "Mama koy." It's an order. (Mama, put it). She's looking at her books again and trying to shut my computer...this is my cue.
(an hour-and-a-half later) Yesterday I took them out to the park in the morning. It was beautiful weather - for winter/January. Snow was on the ground, half melting half frozen - the weather was comfortable - so we played. Driving trucks and cars in the park paths, up and down the stairs. Teoman ran, Tomris mostly wanted to be carried. Both of their noses ran too.
I like taking them both out - and its getting somewhat easier - its just always a risk whether Teoman will fight me about going back to the house. I gave him a two-minute warning, and he responds well to that these days and came back quite easily. Tomris resting her head on my shoulder, Teoman running along the sidewalk pushing his dump truck and excited to drink some hot chocolate milk. Or as he says, "Worm chocolate milk."
After their naps Teoman and Tomris were fighting over something. I can't remember what it was - but Tomris took something of Teoman's and he screamed at her and looked like he was going to hit her. Anne was right there and she caught Teoman and said "Run Tomris! Run to Mama!" Tomris did, she knew she was about to get it, and she ran to me and buried her head in my legs. Teoman was coming with such a sour look on his face I started laughing. I couldn't help it - Tolga was on FaceTime and said, "Don't laugh at Teoman, he's so serious." This broke Teoman - he laughed too and admitted he was only joking.
They stayed up late last night. I tried to play tavla with Baba but my games kept getting interrupted by Tomris who wanted to sit on my lap and mix everything up. I let her "roll" the dice - but her first few shots were vigorous throws that went off the board. We gave up in the end, only having gone to 3-2 (Baba was winning).
Sunday morning, after breakfast I changed them both and got them ready to go. My mornings are non-stop when we have to go out: feeding, cleaning up, eating , cleaning up, changing, cleaning up, ... at one point I was changing Teoman and Tomris had gone into my bathroom, shut the door, and took a stool to climb up and reach the shelves of my makeup. She had taken many things down, including my glasses - which she broke, again.
I took them to the doctor. We could take them to the saglik hoca for free, but decided to go our doctor because we know him and trust him. Tomris needed her shots, and we wanted him to listen to their lungs, check their ears, etc. before our trip. It costs 250TL per visit (over 15% inflation on the price each year) - so we just scheduled Tomris and brought Teoman along for some free advice.
Tomris is not a good patient. Teoman was tolerant and interested in everything. Tomris wants nothing to do with new people. She screamed from the moment the doctor touched her. She climbed on me trying to escape him, turning her head away, crying, and screaming as he checked her ears, mouth, belly and breath sounds. Teoman was nearby telling her, "Don't cry Tormis, burdayim." (I'm here). He is so sweet with her - it doesn't help one bit because Tomris is quite determined to scream and cry until everyone stops doing what she doesn't want them to do.
She had to get 2 shots and polio oral vaccination as well. The young male nurse I had never seen before and he was cold and stupid. We had a language problem. Tomris was already screaming just about the drops of medicine. I asked the nurse if I could give them, and he answered, "Yes, two drops." I repeated my question, and he repeated his answer. I realized he didn't think I spoke or understood Turkish and began telling Gokhan to take the child and lay her down. I should have just gotten mad at that point and taken charge. The young man wasn't listening to me, he would just look at me with his eyes glazed over. I laid her down, muttering in English that he was a horrible nurse - half hoping we would understand me, but unwilling to fight about it as Tomris was crying and I just wanted to get it over with. The man couldn't even manage the drops, and again tried to tell Gokhan what to do... I understood and just did it - quickly holding her chin and squeezing her cheeks. The nurse was annoyed the first drop missed. He then showed me how to hold her arms, ordering Gokhan to hold her legs. Gokhan had planned on leaving the room- he had not wanted to witness this. It was probably better for him to witness it because to hear her from outside them room could have been more upsetting. The nurse asked him if he was afraid - Gokhan said no, he just couldn't look because he felt bad.
Glad to see the nurse was thinking about my brother-in-law's feelings. I regret letting that whole scenario play out with the nurse.
Afterwards I opened up some crackers and Tomris started eating those right away. She may be a stress eater, I'm not sure. We took the car back and I stopped at McDonald's - they love french fries - we all needed french fries after that.
As we were leaving the place, I carried Tomris down the stairs - and Teoman cried when his uncle took him, insisting that I carried him. So Teoman and I made the trip back up the stairs so I could carry him down. We got outside and he pulled the same stunt. I carried Tomris to the car, and he cried and wouldn't let his uncle take him. I put Tomris in the car and went back for Teoman, he had backtracked to the exact place where I had picked up Tomris and left him with his uncle.
It didn't bother me that he was insisting on me. I kind of understood it. He loves his uncle, it has nothing to do with his uncle. It was Tomris crying and needing me and Teoman realizing he wanted me too, and if all took was for me to make two trips to help him feel loved - well, no problem.
We drove home and Tomris slept instantly. I sent her up with Gokhan and took Teoman to the bazaar with me. I was purposely skipping his nap so I could put him to bed early tonight. I realized too that I was excited to go out just with him too - and I wasn't feeling guilty leaving Tomris because I knew she would be sleeping. We walked around the bazaar and Teoman stayed close to me, weaving in and out of my legs when I stopped to look at things. We watched everyone, smiled at some, asked for somethings - it was quite fun, and he never acted tired. I couldn't resist, I wanted to give him something at the end because he was so good, he didn't freak out when I said no to the toys, he held my hand, or leg - always staying by me. I asked him if he wanted something special.
He said, "Dondurma." Ice cream.
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