An indulgent trip down motherhood lane...and a little on change and identity
I realised - as I went to show a friend some photos of Yashar on the blog recently - that I am well overdue to put some more photos of Yashar on here! This is him at our new local cafe (which is fantastic by the way - if you live in the area it is definitely worth checking out - great coffee and the owner is very much into providing delicious food with good quality ingredients - Molka in Yenikoy).
One of the questions I like to ask other mothers that I meet, is whether they think it gets easier to look after their child as they grow up. The responses I get are very mixed! I'm always surprised that so many people swear that it is either just as hard or that it's getting harder.
In my own experience, I'm finding it much easier to look after Yashar these days. I think that this is for a mix of reasons, not all to do with Yashar! When I first had Yashar it was a huge time of change for me - I moved from working full time as a lawyer in Melbourne to being at home full time and when he was only 3 or 4 months old, moving to Istanbul. I was struggling with finding my direction and a new sense of my own identity.
As much as I loved being here and found it such an amazing and inspiring place to be, I did find it quite an adjustment. I knew only a very small amount of Turkish, I wasn't used to the cultural differences, didn't know the area and didn't have any help with Yashar for the most part as my husband's family lived quite a distance away ...too far for dropping in for a few hours to give me a little break - as much as they would have liked to. And then there was the sleepless nights, the crying... the usual exhaustion of caring for a baby I guess!
Now Yashar has grown in to this amazing little boy - smart and gentle, and by 3 year old boy standards, very well behaved! Life has changed for the better. He brings happiness and pure joy to my life everyday. From simple things, like a totally unfiltered pure grin, and the squeal he gives seeing a cat on the street, or that he just decides to make me a 'present' by wrapping up one of his toys and presenting it to me.
Wow...I had just meant to write a couple of sentences!...Thank you for indulging me. I'd love to hear what your think and about your experiences...does it get harder or easier? What does your child or children do that brings pure happiness to your life? When have you gone through times of big change in your life... what did you do to cope and how did it work out!?