It was another weird sleeping night, I went to bed early last night and then got up at 3am to pump, and then just basically stayed up all night. I did more research on a website called “ToyTown Munich” which is an english speaking community living in and around Munich. It is shocking all the things that we US citizens take for granted. Stuff like Netflix doesn’t exist. Or if it does, it is really limited. Getting a phone line or cable or service takes 6 - 12 weeks. Munich is also pretty unfriendly towards children, that’s probably why Germany has a negative population growth! It is all very scary and made me really consider backing the truck up. But then I thought, I can’t let fear get in the way of doing something very worthwhile. And really, all this stuff is just inconveniences, minor things that can seem major but they’re not. We live in a “need it all and need it now” society, so it will be good to live with some frugality (is that even a word?). I will certainly appreciate the US a whole lot more. I also noticed that this is opening up new service opportunities - english speaking services to help ex-pats deal with the German way. So, you can see it as “opportunity” or as “this sucks”. I hope during the first months, I see it in a positive way. I’m sure there will be days of “oh my god, what have I gotten myself into”, but for the most part, I’m sure we’ll be fine. Just thinking about how I’m going to get two babies around using the U-Bahn is making my palms sweat.

Good luck!

I printed out all of Michael’s information for him, checked him in online. He doesn’t really need a whole lot of stuff, so he packed within 30 minutes and we went to the airport. It was raining like mad, which was unusual, but we made it on time and he was off. I was soooo tired when we got home, but wasn’t able to sleep since I was hungry. I made myself breakfast burritos (will I be able to find tortillas in Munich?) and then I had to get the boys up to go to the Special Care Nursery picnic. It wasn’t a picnic at all, but a madhouse of kids everywhere, lots of them multiples. I could barely get around with my stroller! I was disappointed because the pediatric nurses weren’t there, and that’s mainly who we bonded with at our stay in the hospital. I wanted to see our “first” nurse, Nicky, but she just left! I talked to the lactation nurses and they were very happy that I was still breastfeeding! But, all in all, it was a waste of my time, I should’ve stayed home and gotten some much needed sleep. I did get a couple of hours in the afternoon, which was really nice. We went on our walk to Safeway as usual. When it was time for them to go to bed, Rowan didn’t want to and he cried and cried. I finally got him up, fed him a little and that seemed to make him happy. He then had a big smile on his face and kicking his legs and just excited to be out of bed. He was so adorable, what a rascal! I think I will have to start giving them small bottles right before putting them down so that he’s not hungry when going to bed.