A Travelling Dream and then I met him...(Completed)

18 - Turkey

Ten days after we're back in Instanbul, my father called me and told me what the lawyers need from me to register the penthouse on my name so I e-mailed him all the documents they'll need. Yusef sat playing on the carpet while I work on my laptop on the couch with my feet up in the air. Mama and papa Yaman, came by to check on Yusef and me while Jean is filming. I made us some Turkish teas and sat talking about this and that. Yusef crawled to me and mom and dad both looked at him as I picked him up.

'When did he start crawling?' Dad asked me.

'A day or so after we got back from South Africa. He has been keeping me on my toes. I had to baby proof everything.'

'Goodness. So how are you doing sweetheart?' Mom asked and lay her hand on my kicking baby.

'I am more tired then I was with Yusef's pregnancy, but have to keep busy with work and keep an eye on our little busy body here.' I sat Yusef on my lap. He is rubbing his eyes and that is my cue that he needs his late afternoon nap. Mom took him off my hands and rocked him to sleep for me. Dad stepped over to the gas fireplace and presses the start button and the flames start to heat the room more. I got food cooking on the stove and in the oven for dinner. Jean called while I was busy in the kitchen. I got dad busy helping me in the kitchen. While I talk with Jean.

Mom is struggling to rock Yusef asleep. He is seriously fighting his sleep today. While I still talked to Jean I walked over to my mother-in-law and took Yusef off her hands and start to rock him with a blanket over his face and he finally fell asleep. Jean and I finally hung up.

'You see a mother's touch.' Mama smiled as we all sat in the lounge while dinner is busy cooking.

'One thing I quickly learned is you have to be firm with boys.'

'That may be the case sweetheart but a mother knows her baby best.'

'Yes, ma'am we surely do.' I smiled as we all sat talking until Jean got home from work.

'Honey, I am home...' Jean announced as he walks into the house and slams the front door shut and it woke Yusef with a jolt and made him cry. Dad walked to greet Jean and I picked Yusef up while mom turns off our cooked food. The wonderful smell drifts through the house.

'Merhaba...' Jean spoke over and over till he got to the lounge. I just stood with my back to the entrance of the lounge. I calmed Yusef down and he fell back asleep while I kept rocking him. I heard Jean walk in behind me.

'Hello love.' He spoke holding me from behind.

'Hello Jean, how was your day?' I asked a bit angry that he woke our son.

'By the sound of it. It was okay until now. What is wrong?' He asked me over my shoulder.

'You woke him after we struggled most of the afternoon to get him to take his nap. I am so... Nevermind.'

'I am so sorry. I wasn't thinking.' Yusef heard Jean's voice and was up again. He wanted to go to Jean and he took Yusef off my hands. I was in silent tears, my damn emotions are getting the better of me. I wasn't even hungry anymore. So we all sat around the dinner table while everyone else is enjoying their cooked dinner. I kept to myself and just pick at my food. After dinner, mama and papa Yaman left driving home. Jean cornered me in the nursery as I got Yusef dressed from his bath I gave him.

'What is going on angel?'

'I don't know. I am really sorry I snapped at you earlier.  My emotions are all over the place today. I would write an intense emotional scene in my novels, I am writing and I will cry at my own writing. So you see there is clearly something wrong with me. I am surely going crazy.' I said rocking Yusef to sleep with a milk bottle.