Puns. I’ve always been a fan of them, even without blowing air. (get it? fan, ha.)
So when the New Year comes around and there is constant chat about our new years resolutions, I couldn’t help but use the word resolution in terms of photo taking and video editing. While I was traveling with my family (husband&baby) I began to blog about our daily life abroad, but as I looked back and read it seems to be more like a diary and less of something that would benefit a reader.
I even created videos (youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHI1-k_ukGs&t=1s)
But as is my nature, I haven’t followed through with a project I long to work on. I have admiration for people with discipline to get work done when their baby is napping – and I have a desperation to be the mom that gets work done in the evening in an effort to create a career where I can be at home whilst somehow getting a paycheck.
So my resolution (for the new year) is to create content that will benefit others, while using good resolution (on my camera) to capture important footage on what it is like to travel with a baby.
It is now January 6th – my Levi turns 21 months today!!! – and a few weeks ago was my birthday so it is time to take what I learn on the mat and apply it off of the mat. F O C U S. I want to Focus on my baby. and on becoming the best mom for him, while also working on my yoga. Perhaps on my career. and if you put that to together you get… a yoga career! 😉
Last time I opened up to write, my baby was just a baby and we were somewhere in France. Our experiences traveling to Israel and France encouraged us to take another chance, or in our case another flight. While some think we are crazy for traveling with an infant, maybe we are, with the help of travel sites and blogs it is more feasible now than ever. So, with gds help, Josh’s job is giving us an opportunity to once again leave the comfort zone.
We came back to the drawing board to figure out how we can spend maximum time in the homeland of Israel. No matter where we are, though, one thing remains constant: Levi’s nap schedule rules my life !!!
2018 in review: Levi turns 1, we head to Jerusalem! From there we fly to France – drove from Paris to Cannes – fall in love with the French Riviera – and then headed back to Tel Aviv for five fabulous weeks at an apartment down the block from the beach. In August we landed in New Jersey, my hometown of East Brunswick, and spent 3 months living a suburban lifestyle. I LOVED it My mom, aka GRANDMA, has been the helping hand in helping me transition from being the mom of an infant to a toddler. I appreciate this time more than anything! Summer turns to fall…. the weather gets cold so we head to Miami for 2 weeks, Puerto Rico for 2 weeks, and now we are back in NJ with a whole lot of experiences, with gratefulness, in the rearview.
There was a keane song that I never really knew what it was about and only now did I want to start this by saying “It it any wonder that I did not live write about our last week in Jerusalem…”
Each day was so fun that I would tell myself at night “I don’t want it to be over so I’m not going to write it down”. A mix of those thoughts with an inclining towards not spending time on the computer, I am going to write down how I felt during the last week now as I already am in France and blown away by it all– but feel nostalgic towards our time on Sokolov St! And I can’t stop comparing the new place to Rechavia.
The week went like this:
Lots of park time, lots of food time. I make sure to make the most out of the nights, trying to soak in the neighborhood day after day, night after night. I start with the “this is my last time doing this on Tuesday….” etc.. etc.
Levi finally is very used to his room and gets excited when we are walking home, I can tell he knows where we are by the way his legs get excited!
On Thursday we head to Ein Gedi with our cousins- Ram and Tahel Yitzchaki and their 3 boys. We meet up at a kibbutz on the way to the dead sea and make some coffee with some cookies while being in “the midbar”… dessert. My mind already begins to feel relaxed just by being here, in the nature of Israel land! I also can’t believe the day has come to do this excursion because it means that this is our last days, and I was not looking forward to feeling like it is changing soon. But our day continues and we drive to the entrance of a park surrounded by palm trees in the south Desert, located by the Ahava headquarters. I am wearing Levi, it is around 95 degrees! Hot! We start the walk of “Nachal David” and reach this beautiful waterfall. As we were hanging with the most experienced and adventurous israeli family, I had no choice but to get Levi naked and for us all to head to the wasterfall that was the main attraction. it was SO COOL, SO REFRESHING, and Levi LOVED IT! He sat with our cousins as Josh and I enjoyed the waterfall– we spent some time there, and then continued the hike (this time much more free feeling as the water was fresh) and made it to the big Ein Gedi waterfall. The water below was all clear, the rocks were shiny- and the sprinkle of this freshness brought a clean and clear feeling. (And under control, wink wink). I want to take this in, and I mostly love to see how Levi is reaching for the water. We walk back through the path, overlooking and facing the dead sea! My heart FEELS it, my whole body does. I love to be here, I love to finally love being here because it is good for my soul. (When I would go on teen tours, I was never into the hiking parts etc). We get into the car and all head to a natural “bricha”, AKA pool, about 15 minutes away this time on the dead sea side. They are so casual about how organized and meticulous the food and all was packed – we arrive to grounds and I of course am the first to get into this pool! made of nature!! Tahel unloads her coole rthe size of my closet with all types of goodes — including shakshuka and a new (hence Kosher) pot to make it all in! She starts cooking up on a stove made for this that all Israeli soldiers seem to use to cook with so it sticks with them, and we enjoy feta cheese with watermelon and other fruits. The boys love playing with Levi and BH Levi is eating nicely.
We devour shakshuka, keep drinking and swimming, and eventually it is time to go home.
We make it back to Jerusalem – it is impressibly not too far! So cool how you could leave the holy . city for just 30 minutes and be in such a different atmosphere!
The last days of our time in the quiet Rechavia apartment were meaningful to me. Every night when Levi goes to sleep I go on a walk to the garden behind our spot and soak in the desert feel and the quiet. I feel emotional that this part of our adventure is coming to an end, so much that I could not even write about it.
Perhaps it is better that I didnt open this to avoid me opening up on “sad” feeling emotions. I want to lose my “attachment issues” , as this #nomadlife is teaching me to do. Our last Shabbat on Sokolov street was just how we would want it to be. Lots of challah, chummus, wine, and of course cheese. We packed up and on Sunday morning said goodbye. With a tear in my eye. That rhymes, but it is also true.
This is what I try to tell myself all the time!!! But it is hard. I hope that by the
I will not be controlled by my baby’s sleep, I will not be controlled by my baby’s sleep, I will not be controlled by my baby’s sleep, I will not be controlled by my baby’s sleep, I will not be controlled by my baby’s sleep..
I am living abroad so therefore must accept flexibility, I am living abroad so therefore must accept flexibility, I am living abroad so therefore must accept flexibility, I am living abroad so therefore must accept flexibility…
A peaceful Shabbat, to say the least. In the morning we woke up and made our way to the Great Synogogue — a huge Shul with a choir of 15 men, so all the songs of prayer are really able to get into the heart… until after 5 minutes when Levi won’t sit anymore and I ran out of cookies so we go into the hallway and he crawls around, while still getting to hear the peaceful music from afar.
I end up talking to an Israeli mom of an 11 month old boy, his name is Noam, and he and Levi play around while we discuss the art of child sleep. This topic, something i finally feel experienced in enough to have a strong opinion on!!!
We head home afterwards, and Josh and I enjoy a huge spread of dairy bliss while Levi naps. We have salads with cheese, more cheese, lots of dips, and some herring and wine – of course.
If I could think about the Kotel notes I put into the wall when I was a teenager, I feel very sure that there was at least one that said “Please find me a boyfriend that I feel comfortable enough to eat herring around”… so, THANK YOU, UNIVERSE, HASHEM!
Sunday, the Monday of this country, and Sonday for us. We are still New Yorkers at heart so we spend the day with sort of adventure. The weather was HOT so we decided to head to a pool and let Levi crawl around, swim around, and be free. On Shabbat we spent a lot of time walking, so a lot of stroller time for the baby, so it’s important that the day after we allow him to have lots free & floor time! It is a fun day– we finished the day by eating leftovers from Shabbat in the park. (the park AKA in front of our apt!) Now I let Levi eat a watermelon by himself, which causes a mess, but even his mess makes me happy. Plus we have a washer dryer in the apartment so have been doing laundry every other day! (not really by choice, keep in mind we had to pack our lives for 3 months in 1 suitcase)
Monday morning Joshua made his way to Aish for cool classes with interesting Rabbis, I was so glad he finally was able to make time to get some Torah time in as it can be hard between the workload and hanging out with his family. While he was there Levi and I got spiritually fed on our own too! We went to the OU center (located on Keren Hayesod, a 3 minute walk from our home) and went to a “Parsha Parenting” class. 2 Jewish moms from the area brought great insight on how we can learn from this week’s portion lessons on how to handle children. I took away some good thoughts, what really stuck with me is that from a young age it is important for your kid to learn that Mommy knows what is best, and knows right from wrong. If a child asks his mom to do something, and the mom says no, and the kid says “WHY NOT?” … instead of reasoning with your kid over why he may or may not do something, a mom should just be able to say “because mommy said no”, and the kid will understand that means it’s right.
On the more positive way of putting that, I am going to think of a complete hypathetical “yes” version of this:
Son: Hi Mom, Can we go swimming in the pool instead of the beach today?
Mom: No, we are going in the ocean today, the pool is closed and we will go back in a few days.. (while reading the local news that the pool is closed for the week)
Son: BUT I WANNNAA GO IN THE POOL!
Mom: Son, mommy said no pool this week, but I promise you a good time at the beach and GD willing next week I will take you back to the pool and it will be even better!
Son: Ok MAMA, YEY!
…. made this up and since Levi is only 1 I probably have 0 idea what im talkin bout!!
Anyways: we stuck around the OU center for the class to lead right into our weekly Monday Music class. The music teacher, Jackie from Australia, wasn’t feeling well so she sent her friend in to teach us yoga… it was AWESOME!
An hour of yoga followed by a stroll home through the garden filled with dessert plants, and a nice 2 hour nap that Levi took after his fun filled morning. I feel really proud of Levi for sticking around and playing nicely for 2 hours straight. Sometimes I feel that his moods could be a hit or miss — but lately maybe because he is getting older if I stretch the time between his naps he has been handling better than he did even a couple weeks ago. I don’t let more than a day or two in a row go by without him having his “regular” schedule, and perhaps that is why on days we want to do something different he handles it well because generally I have him get his full crib naps.
When he woke up from his nap, we went to a cafe I have been wanting to go to– “Caffit ” — located on Shlomzion street, across from the entrance to the Old City. Levi and I shared a carrot/orange juice, an israeli salad, and of course some bread. He is so much fun to go on a date with!!! I put my phone away (no instagram during the moments i must soak in) — for there is nothing more exciting to Scroll while I Sit with my little love. I love that my scrolling time has decreased majorly here!
But, as “free” as I do feel here from the phone, I am still a mother of the millennial, so I did take a photo, or 2…
Once we ate a little we then headed to Teddy Park and met up with my friend Carly and her daughter Noa to jump around the fountains! I have never been here before, a newish area located right across from the Jaffa gate leading to the old city.
I don’t know how to explain how the water flows other than finding an image online… As you can see here it is a popular place and obviously all the parents in the neighborhood know that at 5pm the sprinklers turn on. At first I didn’t think Levi would “fancy” it, as sometimes he cries when I put him into the bath, but thankfully I changed him into a bathing suit! He could not get enough! He was smiling that square angel face that I love and mentioned in my post about the first time I saw him at the shore loving the waves. The same face I get to greet when he sees me get him from the crib after his naps… that little face that I created 14 months ago that keeps finding deeper parts within my heart.
This little face of pure glee as the fountains of pretty rough water were shooting out of the ground! he crawled around cracking up and I got soaked but I really didn’t care. AT all. It was so refreshing, and fun, and afterwards we had a peanut butter sandwich — his first time ever!!
That was fun. He changed, I remained cold, and then we walked to Hillel St. to hang out with cousin Shimmy. Josh met up with us for dinner and we enjoyed NEW DELI for the first time since I got here!! I had half a steak sandwich and half a chicken sandwich… so delicious. Levi was definitely tired at this point so we went home after a full day and he was asleep by 8pm. #ANGELSMILES.
I miss him when he sleeps… yet I spend my whole day making sure he gets some!! #MOTHERHOOD.
Tuesday AM Levi wakes up on the earlier side so after morning cuddles and breakfast I take him to a 9:30am baby yoga class at the Studio I love here, located on Ramban street! Even just walking the streets and learning the street names is enlightening me. ( I think!) I am continuously learning the area and find it funny that just this week we start to feel comfortable except… w e a r e l e a v i n g s u n d a y. Wow i couldn’t even type that without spacing it out.
Shooot… here I go again with #attachmentissues.
Yoga was FUN! The teacher, Elisheva, was amazing and there were about 10 other moms there – all english speaking this time around. Levi stayed on the mat for a total of 5 minutes, max, most of the time pulling at me until I hug or hold him. . my favorite feeling…
He had fun crawling around the studio, laughing as we moved into new postures, and hardly made a peep so I dont think any other moms minded that my baby was doing his thing. WHEREAS in NYC, I would’ve felt judged and slightly embarrassed that my kid was roaming around. When a baby cried in class, people don’t turn to look and the teacher hardly reacts. Just that in itself is what makes Israel a happy place! People have an underlying kindness, and I think it all stems from a true contentment with being in Jerusalem. Every person I have spoken to that lives here, maybe it is specific to our area of Rechavia, is soo happy to be HERE. When I chat with other moms in old yoga or music classes of UES, there is always a complaint! ALWAYS. (well, I am trying to steer away from words like “always” and “never”) so for now i will just say that a grand amount of mothers I have interacted with in NYC either:
1. forgot how to give a kind look to a person that is not in their iPhone screen OR
2. the start of the sentence is complaining about actions of husband or baby
IT IS SO REFRESHING TO be in this environment, i want to feel this underlying FRESHNESS at all times. Please Gd Help Me Feel This Always.
We leave yoga, come home, and I feel that he needs to release a little more energy before nap time so we head to the park for some swing and crawl time in the grass…
And then he naps so I sit here to write in this so I can keep at current and up to date with how I am feeling! YEY for being caught up!
Levi’s food love update:
Tomatoes, plums, tea biscuits, watermelon, Chummus, and challah!
And, a more detailed breakdown of the week:
Memorial day weekend in US means that we get to take a long weekend while everyone else here leads a normal work day! As I have mentioned before too is that Sunday is the “Monday” of Israel so we like to do family day on sundays so we can take advantage of wherever we go being empty– so, we hopped into a 15 minute taxi and went to the Jerusalem Biblical zoo. I am not an animal lover (at all) (sorry to my animal loving people), but it was a completely different and loving experience getting to be there with Levi. I watched his curious mind explore animals, and we made sure to spend a little bit of time by each section teaching him about all the different environments that each species need — pretty cool actually.
Note: giraffe pants
I do have to say, though, that the best part of the zoo were the views! It is located on top of a cliff and each step overlooks the Jerusalem hills, lots of trees, and houses from afar. it has that “classic” Jerusalem feel that you see in the movies:: here is my yoga time:
After we hiked throguh the zoo (walked around 4 miles just there!) we went to the Malcha mall and treated oursevles to kosher Mcdonalds!! Glatt kosher! We also got some takeout chinese food because Y NOT.
Whenever we pass the bakery Levi kicks his legs and wild and gets excited because he knows borekas and danishes are nearby. Funnily enough, he was not in the McD’s, not even the french fries!!, so dada got up and went to get him some pastries. He munched on that while we devoured our happy meals.
In NYC life I made it a habit to take Levi on a walk to the park to ride the swings in John Jay park, or to do yoga with me while he sits in his stroller or I hold him. While we did this almost everyday for the first few months of his life, then it turned cold and going on morning walks just to get out for 20 minutes wasn’t “worth the bundle”. But here we are in the prettiest town I have ever been with a park across a quiet street. So in the morning, Levi has his bottle and usual boreka w/fruit for brekki, and then we head to the park for his morning “greens”.
He plays in the grass, crawls around, and goes in the swing yelling and pointing at the “adult” swing next to him knowing that I will be by his side. I love this time because the majority of the city is at work and the park is empty. Because he spent so much time in his stroller yesterday I want him to get a lot of free time and to be on his schedule. He wakes up at 7am, and takes nap1 at 10-11:30am. When he wakes up we walk to get coffee, do some light errands and exploring, play in the park more, until his 3pm nap. It’s memorial day so Josh has a light workload for the day and we get to have family time. We sit outside by Ben Yehuda for a Schwarma dinner, and do a little supermarket run to stock up after eating everything over Shabbat.
We go to a mommy and me music class at the OU center – he loves it! The teacher sings mostly in english, not what i was expecting, and there is a big range of “mom types” in there so I feel very comfortable. Lots of youngish looking moms — some in sleeveless, some in hair coverings– and I find that i fall somewhere in the middle in my skirt, short sleeves, and openly frizzy and natural hair. The time goes by quick so I stayed a little after for Levi to play with some of the other kids, reading books, and soaking up the environment. I cant stop “soaking up the environment” here! I have fallen in love with a place. It has made me fall in love with my boys all over again, everyday. When I leave the music class I find myself smiling as I walk home. This is a different feeling than ever — I want to keep walking, and keep talking to Levi about the blue sky and green desert looking plants that are all around us. It has been a couple of weeks but I still can’t believe we are here. Josh is back to work so after Levis’ afternoon nap I take him out to a random side street I found somewhere near the shuk and Nachlaot. We find a restaurant/bar and sit and people watch while munching on veggies and some wine. I put my phone in my bag and talk to Levi, read him books, and pointing out the sky and all the people around us. I Love seeing all the different types of jews walk up and down the street- and as soon as I think Levi needs to “Get moving” I join the evening crowd in walking through the streets. I love that we have started to feel more like locals everyday. My hebrew is OK– could be better, but there are some people that have told me they are impressed with how i speak it without even living there. I guess it really is all about perspective……
Levi wakes up early, closer to 7am, and we see the weather is getting really hot so decide to take an early morning stroll to the kotel. (again, ThankGd always on the same page about that!) We stop and I find a hub to do yoga while Josh gives Levi some snacks — a yogurt, and of course a cheese boreka. We make it to the kotel and this time I take Levi on my side with me so he joins me in prayer. My prayer turns to meditation as I have that same inner smile just by solely being HERE. i love it HERE, at the kotel, looking at the wall which stands for history and what the Jewish people have been through.
Josh tells me about his conversation with an older Israeli that explained to him that when he first came to Israel in the 50’s, most of the area was occupied by Arabs and you really had to be careful where to walk. It is amazing how accessible so much of Jerusalem has become for Jewish people. (bly eyen hara, without an evil eye!) I can’t stop saying this today but I love walking these streets!! Of course Levi is here to teach us the lesson of them all, though — and that is that in Jerusalem all you really need are your toes, and a boreka::
On our way back from the kotel we all get a freshly squeezed OJ, our family favorite. After Levi finishes his entire juice i feel a sense of “Every little thing is gonna be alright” because his little body now has vitamin C and natural water and sugar from the fruits of the land! Around early afternoon it got really hot outside **heat with love**, so we snuck into the King david and went into the pool!!! It was soo refreshing. I brought wine in a water bottle, ;)…
The rest of day is filled with playtime in the apartment and the park, and homemade Ravioli — our first use of the stove since we arrived!!
Thursday JUNE 7TH:
Drumroll please…. happy 3rd anniversary to us!! We paid some shekel to stay at the Hotel Yehuda and use their pool/lunch all day. If you know me, you know that I love to take advantage of stuff – we waited for after he got a good morning nap (thankfully he did thanks to our morning sprints around the park!)– and were able to be at the pool from 12-6pm!! We treated ourselves to pasta, salads, and pizza – and even got free french fries from this guy sitting next to us, we leanred he was getting married the next day (probably the reason he didn’t want the fries) – also pretty cool that we spoke to someone that will share a wedding anni with us, and his last name was Levi! Gotta love when Hashem sends random and cool connections. I have always been one to seek for “connections” in my life, and I have been feeling extremely grateful that lately especially during my time in Israel i truly feel the presence of G-d. I almost did not want to type that because I never want to loes that feeling – but then again, maybe by typing it I will hold on to it forever…
Anyways – we spend the day at the hotel, brought a blow up pool raft for babies and spent the day between the pool and the kids area where Levi was able to be free!
I have been finding that each day he needs more and more “free” time, yet he is such a good boy during stroller days!! Because he is so good in stroller days it makes me want to make sure there is not too much of that time and in the past few days I aim to make a lot of the day active rather than sitting in cafes feeding him bread so i can “relax”… as I was doing a lot more in the beginning of the trip.
Friday, June 8th:
Levi got to hang with his little Balsam girl cousins – Rotem, David, and their daughters came to Jerusalem for the day. We played at our apartment, hit the park, and had brunch by the shuk. When they left we stocked up for Shabbat – agreeing to a light Shabbat dinner and a heavy dairy lunch! Thankfully Joshua and I are on the same page always for food, too! We are blown away by the fresh kosher cheese here in Jerusalem and just can’t get enough. In NY I try to stay away from cheese because it is directly connected to a pimple appearing. The first few weeks (i didnt want to even say it) but I was eating endless cheese and my skin seemed fine, but this week 3 red pimples appeared on my face.. no bueno! Going to work on drinking more water and not overdoing the cheese.
One of the best parts of being in Jerusalem, which I am confident I am not the only person to say this, is the feeling the city gets on Friday afternoon AKA Erev Shabbat.
The streets go from parents busy shopping, chasing their kids in the park, talking loudly on the phone, being honked at by busses because everyone is rushing to cross the street to the most serene sounds of birds whistling because all else becomes silent. You can practically smell the peace. I never thought” peace” would be something you can smell, but in Jerusalem it is. You smell the flowers and the grass, and the quiet that has become by 6pm is the scent of pure magic.
Really though! magic!
I find that we take full advantage of the fact that Levi is still “little Levi” because when he is a little big bigger we will need to create more structure around Shabbos, keeping it consistent, with heartier and better planned out meals. But for now we can do WHATEVER WE WANT! I sometimes try to manipulate and plan Levi’s naps, and I get pleasently suprised when he seems to go with it. Or maybe it is that pure magic that Erev Shabbat has, where Levi has been napping from 4-6pm, so that when he wakes at 6 we walk to the kotel. I get dressed in all white – a new tradition I want to take everywhere with me — and push the stroller along with the thousands of other Jews through the streets. All of a sudden the silence turns into men walking to Shul and houses radiating good smelling food. We are in an area with lots of students and “young people”, so we see a ton of religious “youngsters” holding bags and heading to their friends houses. It feels like the entire city just got zapped into another mindset, a completely different zone. No buses are running and there are hardly any cars on the street. People are now walking slowly, a vast change from Friday AM, headed to either the Kotel or their family/friends for Shabbat. Our walk to the western wall includes walking by all the nice hotels, so we get to watch all the internationals all dressed up in heels and suits to have dinner at the King David or David Citadel. I love wearing my head scarf on Shabbat because it makes the holiness begin even before I light the candles. I will probably elaborate on the (insert: synonym for magical) feeling I get while lighting the Shabbat candles here in Jerusalem.
The peaceful sounds of the stroller bumping up and down in the old city leads us to a jam packed sunset time at the Kotel. We are here at the same time of all the birthright groups, so the entire old city is overwhelmed with large groups singing and dancing, socializng and praying, all to bring in the Shabbat. I am in love! again! with the feeling of being with J+L as Joshua once again shleps the stroller down the stairs so we could get there. and alas! we made it to the Kotel just in time to be a part. With Levi on the edge of his stroller I see enchantment in his eyes!!
And here i am left with no words that can describe how I feel when I seperate from my husband (for 20 minutes, sharp) so we can pray in the men/women area, respectively, while being overwhelmed with Jews from around the world on the same mission, to touch the wall.
The first week I was nervous that Levi was overwhelmed by the amount of people, and the heat, but the power of Jerusalem is that it always seems to fit all of these people without feeling squishy. Also once the sun goes down there is a cool breeze – even on days that the temperature is in the high 80s! I even thought of my mom that would have been unhappy i didnt have a “light sweater” for Levi, so I will be sure to bring one next time. Probably for myself too ;).
It is in the moment of emotion that I understand Shlomo Carlebach when he said “On Shabbat something happens to the world – the world becomes infinite again”.
It’s a new week and I am excited because Levi is on a normal sleeping schedule so I can maybe find an hour or two to be solo. (not that I am one to say I a break, more that alone time is the time I can take to breathe and work on the ultimate goal of slowing down my mind…)
So far being in the streets of Jerusalem, and its beaches, in itself has had a secret power. I feel the constant need to smile, to inhale, and of course then to exhale. I want to pause each moment and even as I use all my might to push the stroller up a big hill, it is still a time that makes me want to his ‘pause’. These streets have made their way into my soul and I do feel my mind is quieter. I have not even connected my US telephone number to my iphone (Which we paid for, #haha) because I am so attracted to this feeling of being away from all of it. whatever “it” is. I start to miss my family, especially my siblings kids, but being in a peaceful environment is compensating. I am grateful that by 3:00pm my time I am in communication with family, and we are able to feel like we are hanging out just by using Facetime. It is great how little it takes for me to feel a sense of happiness here. Perhaps because it still can feel like a vacation, and because the weather has been hot and sunny everday, but also because I am totally hooked to the feeling of being somewhere with meaning.
The streets have meaning, the buildings have history, and most importantly all the people walk with a completely different “swag” than what we feel in NYC. The moms are proudly with their kids during the day, the dads are even more proud to be in the park with the kids after 4pm once their work day is over. Parents are engaging with their kids, running after them through the green grass… something about the air here must be more attractive than being on an iPhone. The sense of freedom I feel from the kids around me in itself make Israel seem like a foreign country to me. It is intimidating in a way to hear all the Hebrew, but I love knowing that each day I get more used to it…
I am starting to feel that “present” feeling I talk about in the thoughts page. I watch as Levi feels more attracted to the grass and the leaves each day. I bring a ball for us to play with to the park but sometimes he is happy to sit, cross legged, and study a leaf. There is no greater feeling that taking this time to learn the lessons of nature that seem so much clearer here than what I am used to…
I have not really been one to ever take time to feel one with nature, until I found yoga. So, there is even more reason within my to have a few ??? mixed with 🙂 moments while I sit here appreciating feeling the grass itch and see a bug or two in the air.
As the week goes, for the first time Levi and I walk to the Old City just us 2. Definitely not the same without strong dada shlepping the stroller up/down the stairs for us — we actually had to look for ramps…
This is the part of Jerusalem that we walk through to enter the Western Wall, AKA the Kotel. I wonder what attracts me so much about walking to the old city of Jerusalem.. there is a sense of bliss that fills my entire being with each step I take, for once the stroller wheels become louder than any thoughts in my head.
Benjamin Disraeli: “The view of Jerusalem is the history of the world; it is more, it is the history of earth and of heaven.”
We sit at a cafe and end up chatting with my sister on the phone for a half hour. I try to explain to her that there are no words for the feelings I feel, and even as I sit here to type I am going to save my feelings for the “mama thoughts” part of my site, and try to keep this “blog” part as factual, just to make sure I don’t lose you in emotion.
To steer away from how I feel and focus on what we have done this week:
-I went to a yoga class, fully in hebrew! the yoga studio, Inspire Jerusalem, had a similar vibe than what I am used to in NYC… except the teacher was exceptional, better than I have had in years! And that is with not even knowing 1/2 of what she is saying, lol. I caught on to the flow of the class because it is thankfully the type of practice that is similar throughout the world! I sat next to a window and got to feel the Jerusalem air on me while flowing… It was the first time I wanted to really sit and concentrate on my breath, making sure to take it all in. The class was 1 hr 30 minutes, and afterwards I met Carly F. for a drink at the First Station which always has lively music and lots of people which was fun.
-Levi and I took a Sheirut to Tel Aviv and we went to see Estee’s apartment in Yaffo, and then went to the beach with her and baby Aluma! I am so happy my cousin Estee has really become a beautiful mama, Levi and his ltitle cousin got good sand time in.
It was a long day and Levi has changed a lot and started to scream a lot. I mean screech. I don’t even want to put this (hopefully) temporary habit into words because I want it to pass so I will leave your imagination run by what a screaming 1 year old is. Thankfully everyone at the Tel Aviv beach seemed used to it as this entire country seems to be geared towards babies. Estee and I had some beer, Levi ate loads of watermelon, and we sat in the shade enjoying the day, watching the clear Mediterranean.
The next day was the type of day where my mother instinct of letting Levi have the day to play and B E after a hot day at the beach kicks in. The three of us have lunch near Machana Yehuda, and we wind up making a late lunch/early dinner in the park… consisting of tomatoes, cheeses, bread, and wine for the parents. Each day Levi crawls further away from us in the grass. He goes speedier too every time. I am not only starting to see his personality develop, but I am learning as a mom what it means to help your kid be independent. (i am sure i really have no idea what that really means but I am thinking maybe this is the start). I know because he looks back every few minutes that he knows either dad or me are nearby watching. He turns back and smiles as us while squinting his eyes from the bright day and I can hardly contain how his face makes us feel!!!
It is that same face I get to see when we sit at the shore and wait for the crashing waves… and that same face is what starting to play hide and seek with ME while we sit poolside.
Getting through the jetlag was fun(ny). For the first two weeks, our days were spent with food shopping to make our apartment filled with food/snacks to give it the home feel, walking around, sitting and trying out the nearby cafes… our nights included late night dinners and strolls, realizing how lively the streets of Jerusalem are on any given weekday. It is awesome to see couples, families, strollers, etc out and about throughout the evening. But we were really focusing on making sure Levi gets his sleep. He would take his “Afternoon nap” from 530-830pm, and we would then go out for dinner and get home by 11pm. So we really got lots of “night life” in during those beginnings weeks.
If there is one thing i learned in the past 13.5 months of having this angel in my life it is that: SLEEP IS IMPORTANT. I have never been one to “need sleep” (or so I thought), so learning the value of sleep is a major part of #motherhood, for me.
So now, 2 weeks into our journey, Levi is sleeping 8:00PM-8:00AM, our night life is cut short and we are starting to feel more like “locals”… our nights went from wine and dine out on the town to folding laundry and doing dishes while dada works since he is on US working hours of 4PM-1AM. So, the night time is when I practice being the #housewife I want to be. Something about having a big space, garden air, and a washer/dryer in the apartment encourages me to clean happily. I love making this space perfect for the boys.
An average day is like this:
Wake up, bottle in bed with mama dada, get dressed and ready for the day. Breakfast consists of a cheese Boreka, a yogurt, and a fruit either a banana or a plum.
We hit the park and let Levi crawl around in the freshly cut green grass. Across the quiet street from our apartment is a park that is always filled with moms, dads, and babies. Levi loves to mingle and crawl around and already has made many israeli GF’s under the age of 3, and over the age or 65. He gets a morning swing time while mama does yoga and dada does work.
Then we head to our new favorite coffee spot, “Lechem Shel Tomer”, (bread of Tomer), for a pastry and an iced coffee.
We take a family walk to the shuk and occasionally go to the kotel when time allows. The thing that I love about Josh and I is that we are always down for the same thing. It could be 90 degrees but we both feel that we want the streets of the old city to be a part of our hearts, and of course Levi’s, so when one of us suggests the Kotel walk, the other hardly ever argues with it.
We make it back to our apartment by 11AM for Levi’s morning nap.
While Levi naps, Dada does work and Mama cleans up and does yoga. Occasionally I hit that park across the quiet street and get some meditation time in, my only alone time of the day.
1PM comes and it’s time lunch time for Levi, which always is based around tomatoes – his favorite. We have tomatoes, cheese, bread with jam, more cheese, cucumbers, sweet potatoes and of course CHUMMUS. We enjoy lunch and then go for a walk. We have discovered our neighborhood and love Rechavia.
RECHAVIA is a neighborhood about a 25 minute walk from the old city. Our address here is Sokolov St, right off of Jabotinsky street. For israel goers, it is right near the Inbal, outside but near the German colony. It is filled with houses and apartments of old Jerusalem stone, lots of French speakers, and a variety of moms with young babies. I feel very comfortable here because I am shabbat observant, and I wear sleeveless and do not cover my hair. In some super religious parts of Jerusalem I am not sure i would feel so comfortable — just like in some very “hippie” parts I would feel the same– so where we are is “right in the middle” on all fronts. It is a young feeling neighborhood with anywhere from moderately to very observant crowd. The park is always filled with parents (yes, dads too) with their strollers and all the strollers are a name brand that I recognize which usually means a large part of the crowd made Aaliyah. (i think) i talk to moms here and there but since we are only here temporarily I do not go out of my way to make “friends”. It is nice to work on my Hebrew with the local moms but I just try to soak my time up by focusing on Levi and focusing away from anyone other than him. #obsessedmom.
We do some sort of long walk or adventure to a local park or water hub and end up back at our apartment by 4pm. Dada starts work (7am NY time), Levi naps, and Mama catches up on her phone. (unfortunately this is the reality….) I really never use instagram while we are walking or out on the town, but I do need to find a means of staying in touch with my friends family and realities from home. I spend time on the computer planning our trips, and by the time Levi wakes at 530pm I feel that I got a few things done. But just as any mom will say: no time flies by faster than nap time!!
Early evening Levi and I let dada be home to work and head out on our own. Sometimes I take him to a cafe and give him his dinner there while I sip on a glass of wine. We love to people watch, we love to walk, and we spend time ‘facetimeing’ or catching up with our family at home. We are home by 7 for dinner time, bath time, family time. We sing songs, read books, and do the nighttime bottle so Levi is asleep by 8pm. I sometimes go on a walk, and then we have a late dinner together with some wine and our garden door open. These are the moments we dreamed about and spent months planning while living in NYC. The feeling of “living life normally” all while being in Jerusalem. Every time it gets dark I feel a little sad that the day ends, but Josh is here to remind me that I am doing a good job in taking in each moment! I do yoga in the apartment, making sure to get in at least 10-15 minutes a day.
On Sunday we rented a car and the day went like this:
Car pick up from “Sixt Shlomo” on King George street. (across from the David Citadel).
We drove close to 2 hours to reach Zichron Yaakov – we felt like we entered California – it is up in a mountain and is a Jewish neighborhood amongs palm trees, mountains, and wineries. We had lunch at Tishbi– it was delicious.
Then we drove through Ceaserea, and landed at a secret beach of Hof Dor. it was beautiful. The water was clear as glass and very calm- a hot day with no wind, so hardly any waves.
I took Levi in and he swam! It was fun for us to see our toes through the water, something that definitely does not exist in NY/NJ. I love the ocean, Josh is from the ocean, so the love of water is definitely something we instill in Levi.We spent close to an hour playing with the sand by the shore. (with lots of sunblock of course). The beach closed around 4pm so we drove down about an hour of the shore to Netanya.
Netanya is another Jewish neighborhood that looks like California, and is filled with French and I think Russian Jews that have money and made their home here. The apartments on the beach remind us of Bal Harbour, and the 50 Kosher restaurants and bars that are feet away from the beach remind us of Lincoln road. We can’t help but make comparisons between where we are, and what we know.
For dinner we have bread, pasta, and we enjoy the sunset over the ocean, while I am sure to get my yoga in while breathing in the beautiful view.
At 10pm we get into the car, Levi falls asleep, and we drive back to our home in Jerusalem…. it was a full and beautiful beach day.
I’ve always loved to write – whether it be a diary for myself, a made up rap, poetry, or typing mindlessly after a glass of wine — so it is a wonder that I let so much of Levi’s life go by without expressing what’s up within through my words. I guess it is true that being a new mother is a full time job, as this past year has proven!
And, just as the old tale would say, motherhood really changes you. So here i am trying to reconnect with the part of me that loves to use words and the art of typing as a means of expression.
Deepak Chopra says: “In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you”
He also says that research proves that the best way to be happy is to make each day happy.
My husband and I are leaving our comfort zone of NYC and are taking our 1 year old son, Levi, to the other side of the Atlantic. Here will be a diary mixed with some yoga thoughts on the days we are spending on a journey outside of the comfort zone…
We arrived to Israel on Monday May 14th and I just want to jot down a little bit of what each day has been like. Moving forward i want to update this every day, or the days that allow me too, (#controlledbybaby) so the thoughts can be live, therefore real.
Becoming a new mom includes a lot of new things to learn, but during the while of studying my sons sleep, eat, and being habits, I was also planning our getaway. I do feel like a travel agent, and I love it.
“Change your location and you just may change yourself…”
Our plan begins Sunday May 13th, a mothers day we never forget. We land in Jerusalem..
130pm departure from Newark airport, El al, great snacks and service. Levi was all set and we were even shocked that right before departure a flight attendant had seen an empty space behind us and asked the girl next to us to move. She of course happily did (gotta love Jewish airlines) and Levi was pleased to find his very own seat! The fresh pita and chummus came around and Levi was quite into it… i may have noticed how much he is eating, in addition to the squeezies and snacks i brought him, but I know how much my sabrala boy loves chummus so I couldnt take it away. It got me hours of quiet having him eat that chummus while watching hebrew cartoons 3 inches from his face. What followed that was that he threw up! 🙁 he cried a bit , we were able to calm him down change and be all clean quickly. Thanks for the moms and sisters and bloggers that gave us the tips to pack extra!
After that we decided we can not control the flight, the flight controls us.
We made a whole bed for Levi to get his nighttime bottle and paci and go to sleep, but Mr Lev did not want to sleep. How can he sleep with exciting screens, new faces, pretty flight attendents, and ma&da right next to him?!
PEEP THAT PUNIM!
so , we went with it. and had Levi in his comfortable seat/bed snoozing for 1 hour, with entertainment for the remaining 10 hours. We did great. I wore him and we walked up and down the aisles for 2 hours so dada could have some time to rest. And then dada hung with levi, let him watch TV, so mama can close her eyes for 2 hours. we laughed, we loved every minute, and we did it, we landed and left our heavenly 77th street home.
FIND YOUR COMFORt ZONE,
THEN LEAVE IT~~~~
and so… we did just that..
MONDAY MAY 14
Arrive at Ben Gurion, greeted by Eli who drove us to our home at 17 Sokolov. Learning that this area is Talbia, right near Rechavia, a town filled with gardens and buildings of Jerusalem stone.
We arrived to our new home, greeted by colored rose bushes, palm trees, and all sorts of trees that perhaps I will learn the name of. #treegoals
The trees around our apartment remind me of a yoga quote a teacher used to repeat:
“If you don’t like how things are, change it!, You’re not a tree.”
While I did (do) love every part of our upper east side life, I still applaud myself for making the trip here with my boys. I have never been good at bringing change into my life, so as I sit here listening to the birds chirp louder than my typing sounds, I wonder what part of me allowed myself to pack up and leave my dream NYC life.
truth be told: It probably was sharing a 1 bedroom with our 1 year old and a constant leaking shower, that was unfixable…
Day 1-4 has been dedicated to helping LML learn to sleep in his new home. Us parents also got affected by jetlag so we allowed it to take over… and actually took great advantage.
Night 1 he woke up from his nap at 9pm so we headed into town for some pizza…
Night 2 he woke from his nap at 830pm so we headed down the block for some schwarma…
Night 3 my cousin Estee came over with her baby and we sat outside at a cafe in the 80 degree weather, while i constantly had to remind myself that we are here and not just in SoHo.
SHABBAT FRIDAY NIGHT:
The 3 of us (Dada Levi and I) enjoying take out from “Yizkiyahu”.. amazing in the Shuk. We got “3 of everything”, per dada… and ALL the salads and different versions of dips, per mama.
Levi was thankfully starting to adjust more to the time, and become back to my “predictable” babe, so I was relieved he napped well at 530-8pm. When we realized he was going to be up for a little, we took full advantage; finished our wines, made the blessing after a night filled with Challah and shuk-extravangzas, and made our way to the kotel. I wore Levi facing in so he had the chance to fall asleep whenever needed.
We made it to the kotel around 11pm on Friday night – our first time there since we landed– and it was warm enough to feel warm, with a breeze, and I wore Levi as we walked towards the Kotel and together kissed and touch the wall. We said some tehilim, prayed and meditated a bit, wishing for health and blessings for our families and close ones.
I remember spending times at this same spot, alone, so the feeling of watching the hands of my Lev angel on this special Friday night of Erev Shavuout.. will stick with me always.
We met back and walked back through the old city to our apartment, had some desserts and went to sleep.
We woke up when hearing Levi around 1030am (late for this babe, but getting closer to his “regular” time day by day). We excitingly had our pre bought iced coffee and got ready for shul. We noticed on our walk to shul everyone was walking back so we made it to Yeshurun (located down the block from the Great Synagogue) just in time to grab a coffee from the Kiddush. It was still nice to be in the atmosphere and watch all the people walking to/from the various shuls, lots and lots of strollers, and well dressed “young moms” making their way to other friends to share in Shabbat lunch.
We walked towards home and stopped at one of the (many) parks on the “derech” (route). Levi got some swing time, we walked and played, and made it home for his afternoon nap.
The day was spent resting and soaking up the Jerusalem sun – with our son– and then came prep for a Shavuout dinner with cousin Shimmy who arrived around 7pm.
We feasted on all the goodies we bought from the Shuk (Yizkiyahu)… spent time talking about Shavuout, its holiness, and how magical it feels to be celebrating the Holiday of receiving the Torah in jerusalem.
Levi woke at 8pm from his nap and by 10pm we hit the streets to find roads filled with all types of Jews walking to Shavuout parties! The streets were busy and Levi was dancing on me in excitement for being out so late!! Lots of strollers, all in the spirit of the joyous holiday.
I wlaked with Joshua and Shimmy to their first stop — located in Nachlaot– which Josh described as similar to the “Soho of Israel” mixed with an Amsterdam feel of small streets… definitely wouldnt fit an Uppababy.
In general, we are very glad we cold the Uppababy and came prepared with a Yoyo stroller. the lightweightness is necessary for the times my husband has to shlep Levi ni hsi stroller up and down the stairs to the Old city! (*this is why #babywearing is A+ in a city like Jerusalem)
Dada stayed out all night learning, praying, meditating, and feeling the magic of thousands of other people at the Kotel until sunrise.
Pretty cool of him… while Levi and I ate cookies and went to sleep, while reading a bit too.
Levi and I woke up at around 1030… we had to let dada sleep after his full night out! So, i popped on some shabbat attire and walked to shul with my little boy. It was another 90 degree beautiful day, with tons of young and older couples walking the streets to and from and from and to. We went to the Great Synogogue and got to hear choirs of 10-15 men singing all the zmirot of the Shavuout prayers.
Made it home by 12pm, so prepare for lunch. At 1pm Dani and Brian K. came over and began our feast of wine and cheese. Cousins Erica and Daniel K. came over closer to 2, right when Levi woke from his nap, and we all feasted to sooo much fresh cheese, dips, olives, crackers, and wine from Machane Yehuda. Lots of berries, melons, veggies, and all types of freshness were enjoyed while we sat and soaked up this Jerusalem feeling Shavuout.
Our apartment is surrounded by a garden which makes it an extra favorite spot of mine. This Airbnb thing is great so far… served us well for a feastful Shavuout that we wanted to hold on to….
Pre-yom tov we decided to keep one day, but when Sunday night came around we werent ready to leave the magic that that holiday brought. So we kept Shavuout by not having phones, and the 3 of us explored parts of Jerusalem that felt new, finding a sweet cafe to have some ice coffe`e and sandwiches. (fresh mango orange juice with bits and pieces of our sandwiches, and some fresh pastries, for the little guy) we sat there.
My baby daddy let me enjoy and take it all in, thankful that he always encourages me to do the things that lead me closer to a feeling of zen, that I try so hard to achieve in this crazy world. Jerusalem and the smell of it helps. #basiltrees