Germany is all about order. Everything is “in ordnung.” Transportation is on time (or early!), pedestrians never jaywalk and signs indicate how everything is done. I had been warned about how children and even dogs should behave in public and was nervous about how this would actually play out with a toddler. Even Papa Bear told me that children are beloved in Germany but often they are meant to be seen but not heard, especially in places where adults are more likely to be carrying on business or conversation. Places like restaurants and museums.
The last three months have been a whirlwind as we visited family, prepared to move across the world and also found out we were pregnant just a week before Goldilocks’ first birthday party! The first 13 weeks of my pregnancy went by so quickly I felt like it was just a blur. I didn’t even get much time to research what our pregnancy would look like here in Berlin. That’s why I’m so glad I came across the book I’m reviewing today, “Knocked Up Abroad.”
We’ve been in Berlin for 4 days now and I can’t believe how quickly it has begun to feel like home. I think the biggest reason for that is that we were able to move straight into our new home, which I will feature in a blog post soon! We really do love it here. I already love the community we’re a part of, with other Embassy families all around us and showing up at my door with food and friendship. I love the view from my back windows and being able to walk to the Grunewald (a VERY large park) within a matter of minutes. But there’s also a lot to get used to about the culture here in Berlin. Here’s a snapshot of my first impressions of this great city of Berlin.
I actually had my biggest TCK moment when I was filling out my graduation paperwork for college. While sitting down with the admissions office counselor, answering questions about what information they would put in the graduation pamphlet next to my name the counselor asked me where I was from. I sat there completely wide-eyed and I’m certain this was the first time she had ever heard a graduating senior answer this question in the way I did: “Um…can I call my mom and ask?” (Make sure to read Part 1 first if you haven’t!)
This week is World Breastfeeding Week. A week that I’m completely happy is celebrated, but a week that is also hard for me. So I wrote an open letter to all the moms who can’t breastfeed for whatever reason and may also find this week difficult.