Our trip to Hungary

On the 11 of September we went to Hungary, but to make it cheaper we thought it would be easier to travel by bus and then by train. We did not know that time when we planned this trip that we would not be 2 anymore and that our little one would also travel with us. So, I was so volunteer to travel by bus though I would usually have travel sick on buses, but I thought I can do whatever for my dad's 70th birthday and anyways just to see my parents.
So, we traveled from Riga to Lviv (Lviv=Lemberg) Ukraine and because Martin served in Ukraine he could speak and see "his" country again.
We left at 11.40 am from Riga and arrived at Lviv 6.50am (19 hours) ok, I won't complaint, but those who have been pregnant and even had nausea can imagine what I felt when the guy, who was sitting behind my husband started to eat garlic, some kind of pickles and already smelled from alcohol. BRRRRRRRRrrr so, anyways.
These photos were taken in Poland as we traveled through on the whole country.








We arrived at Lviv just in the morning.
We were planning to go by train to Nyiregyhaza, but our train would leave only in the evening at 9pm so that would have been such a waste of time so then we asked in this bus station what other possibilities they would have to get closer to the Hungarian border. The lady told us that there is a little bus which leaves in 15 minutes that goes to Uzgorod. I was so fed up with buses so I told my husband that I only go if there is a toilet in the bus. The lady said nope, no toilets.
We stepped a little back and started to think what should we do and ( I am so grateful for this thought) we decided that we will go with this bus just to get closer to Hungary as soon as possible. Martin was standing in the line and I went to search for the bus. I found it. Then I went back to tell my husband to hurry because the bus would leave in couple of minutes.
There was not that many hope that we could make the bus since there were still 2 people in front of Martin in the line.
So, I went to the bus and asked a lady, who was also waiting for the same bus to get on. I asked her if she speaks Latvian (not that I would speak, but at least I speak more than Ukrainian or Russian) I told her at first that "our" husband is buying the ticket and is coming soon so please tell the driver to wait then I realized that I said our husband instead of my husband, oh well. She understood and told to the driver that they need to wait. They were so nice and kind. She just smiled back and said, ok we will wait and don't worry.
Finally Martin could buy the tickets and arrived to the bus so we all jumped into the bus and found out that there is no seats for us. The driver said in 15 minutes you will have seats, so don't worry. He nicely let me sit on the top of the luggage. I sat closest to the driver and I was able to see his timetable what time he is supposes to arrive into different stops so the 15 minutes was a little exaggeration. Actually it took an hour and 10 minutes when we got real seat, but oh, well, we were on the way home.
We traveled through the Carpathian mountains. And I survived the bus ride.
So, here are some photos during our bus ride.






We then arrived to Uzgorod after a 5 hours of bus ride (just right after the other 19 hours that we had from Riga) then we caught another bus to Chop which was another 40 minutes ride then we finally arrived to Chop from where we traveled by train to Zahony and changed a train and when from Zahony to Nyiregyhaza. So, after 27 hours of traveling we finally arrived home.
My parents did not know that we would arrive on Friday. They were expecting us for Saturday. We told to my dad (since he was at home when we arrived home) that he has to tell to my mom that there is a package to her from us. Of course she had her birthday package there and we hide ourselves in the cupboard. It was so fun to see my parents after 7 months.
My dad said that he was planting those red paprikas for me. So, here are some photos about it. And just to make this post shorter. WE also had the fruit carnival on the following day.
On the 15 of September we celebrated my dad's 70th birthday and had a chance to meet my distant relatives well, mostly my closer relatives aunts and uncles. It was also fun.


















Then here comes some photos from my dad's birthday party.
He was 70 years old.
The second birthday cake was made by my mom and I made those stuffed cabbages.




Then here comes some other photos from Debrecen. We met Elder Laitinen in Debrecen. He is from Finland and poor missionary had to fulfill my dreams and prayers. Before I finished my mission I prayed that there would be a Finnish missionary in Hungary. Well, he got called to serve in Hungary, but by then I also moved back to Finland.
I guess he does not mind that he is serving in Hungary.
Then we have a picture with Viktor. He is just so amazing and talented. We hope that he can go on a mission. He would be such an amazing missionary and tool in Heavenly Father's hand.
Then a picture with my childhood friend Anett. Oh, yeah we had so much fun when we lived very close to each other, but then later on they moved far away from us and that made it a little bit harder.
And there is a photo with Anett's dog. Bloky she is so extremely old that I do not even know how, but older than 15 years old for sure.







And there are some random pictures that we took before we left.







Our train left on Sunday evening.
If any of you ever had a clue what would it be on a train that was doing deportations then you can imagine what I felt during the 1 hour of our train trip.
Luckily my husband came just in time to ask me to go to his car, because on this train woman and man is separated, but in his car there were 2 Hungarian guys. They were so nice. We had such a good conversations with them and overall they let me sleep there with my husband. I was so grateful for them.
But let me tell you what happened on the train when the Ukrainian border guard lady arrived to the train Martin already heard that she said in Ukrainian, that she wants to talk with that Latvian.
His passport is full with visas since he served his mission in Ukraine. And it was also very strange that he is speaking Ukrainian. If that lady was a church member then surely she would not wonder anymore why on Earth he has that many visas and anyways why on earth he was in Ukraine for such a long time. Then here comes the fun. She asked me, who I am. What is that guys name (referring to my husband) when was he born, what month, what year? Where was he born? How do I know him? Where does he live? Where are we going? I know that it is hard to imagine, but try it. You travel somewhere where someone jumps to you and starts to ask about your husband. Then I guess she was satisfied with the answers then she turned to Martin. She asked my husband to read from his passport. Just to prove it that he can read Latvian language. Then he had to translate it into Ukrainian. Luckily he is a translator and anyways he is just so calmed person so that I guess he would also sing the national anthem in Latvian if the lady would have asked him to do so.
After he proved that he is Latvian and I proved it that I am married to this person by my side, she left us.
The 2 guys almost could not stop laughing. One of them said I was expecting that you would also have to dance some folk dances. And you know what, actually last year Martin was teaching Latvian folk dances at the Youth Conference. So, I guess he could have done that too. I love to have this amazing husband.
And where ever we go it is almost always like this. How on earth this Latvian and Hungarian came across? Well, it was so well planned earlier. I believe so :)








So, here are some photos from Lviv (Lvov) the city used to be a Polish city.
It still looks different than the rest of Ukraine, at least for me.
By the way that goat was eating in a public park with some other cows around it and some bulls too. I thought it is interesting because I have never seen goats, cows hanging out in public parks in the city center.







The rest of the photos were made around the branch house. Martin had some zone conferences in that branch house, but unfortunately no one was when we were there.
So, that is why we just have some photos from out side.







So, it was a great trip back to Hungary.

Friday

Well, I think since we are expecting our little one I started to think and write more. This post is already so long so I try to make it shorter in English.
Finally we got to go to the gynecologist on Friday to find out if our baby is doing ok and growing as it supposed to grow.
The first doctor though was nice still was not willing to deal with me (because I was not able to register here as a resident. I still do not have my new passport which is more than a tragic for me nowadays. I have been waiting it over 7 months now.) So, anyways luckily my husband also did not want to give up searching for a place where someone would make an ultrasound for me so then we could find out what is going on inside of me.
So, at 2pm we were able to get into a place where we paid and they made the examination. It was also a special story.
The lady not exactly kindly told to me that my husband cannot come there so then I stopped to talk to her. I was just watching the monitor and I was already able to see a "huge" baby which was not moving. Gosh, I probably turned 10 years older during that examination it was that scary. Then the lady put a white sheet on me ( I was already thinking that she wants to bring me to a place where they would take out our dead baby. I am so crazy I know, but I wanted to prepare for all case) and asked my husband to come there. I was so so scared. I just asked my husband "is it alive or what's going on?????????????" the lady answered my question and she was almost laughing and said "sure, it is moving" "there is the little heart already beating" there is the head, legs and arms and she even showed our little baby's brain.
After we left the place I believe so that we both changed a lot and we were already joking on it that yeah, we already have a little independent baby with its little own heart. Amazing.
I guess that was our Friday's story.


Vegre pentek es elmehettunk az orvoshoz. Hat mint ne mondjak volt mar szebb napom is vagyis ahogyan a mai nap indult az nem volt valami biztato.
Szoval szepen beallitottunk a nogyogyaszhoz es magyaran szolva ja jol elkuldott a fenebe, de legalabb ugy tette, hogy kozben mas orvosok adatait is megadta. Ez a kedvesseg meg mindig az utlevelemnek koszonheto.
Szerencsere a penz tobbet er meg az utlevelnel is szoval sikerult talalni egy helyet, ahol megcsinaltak vegre az ultrahangot, de az is milyen volt. Nagyon faradt vagyok most szoval nem irok sokat, de a kis manonk mar lassan 2 cm-es es vidaman ficankolt, szerintem meg integetett is nekunk :)
de ugye ne is mondjam, hogy en nem vettem eszre eloszor, hogy dobog a szive es csak azt lattam, hogy egy viszonylag eleg nagy baba ul ott bennem es nem csinal semmit sem es mivel nem tudtam ugy sem megkerdezni a notol csak arra vartam, hogy vegre odaengedje a ferjemet es akkor vegre megkerdeztem "EEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL vagy mi van mar?" aztan a no valaszolt angolul, hogy persze nagyon is. Aztan mar lattam en is a kis szivet es a kis szivdobbanasokat (ugye 2 bb dobbanas?). Aztan mutatta, hogy hol vannak a kezei es labai, tok vicces volt a ferjem, mert mikor megemlitette a no a kis kezeit, olyan edesen felnevetett es annyira boldogan, hogy az valami szenzacios erzes volt.
Teljesen atszellemulten hagytuk el a helyet, hogy ez a kis mano most mar rendesen egy onallo kis leny sajat szivvel.
Nem a kedvenceim az ilyen vizsgalatok, mert most meg egy kicsit faj a hasam, de nem is csodalkozom, mert azert megnyomogattak, jajjjj irany az agy, mert almos vagyok.
Tok vicces, mire oszinten elkezdek itt irosgatni, addigra meg mar senki sem olvassa a blogunkat. Ja, hat ez van.
HOl vagytok baratok mikor szukseg van ratok????????????????
ok, nem kezdek el sirni, de csak mert almos vagyok.

The surprise

Ok, let's be true. I have not written here for a while, but to make up the time, you will have enough to read now. Finally :)
Let's start in the very beginning. Well, maybe not in the very beginning, that would be way too long to write.
WE just barely found out that one of our relative expects a baby. I was way to grateful for the spirit doesn't let me cry or be disappointed in front of those relatives. But the storm arrived as soon as I was separate from them.
We just had a friend staying at our apartment for the night so I did not want to freak him out. So, I didn't start to cry right after we got home late in the evening.
I started to cry early in the morning. I just felt so sorry for myself. For not having a job over 6 months and not having a hope for having a baby.
Of course my husband woke up right after I started to cry. Poor guy. He tried to comfort me, but when you decide that you want to cry then no one can comfort you because you yourself even enjoy crying like a little child. So, I also had some fun crying then I stopped and got ready to leave for the job interview that I had on that day. I told to my husband that this will be the very last job interview where I go, just because I am fed up with them.
And what happened. The lady liked me. She said she would apply me (well, at least that time she thought she would, but just wait till the end). So, I spent a whole hour there. In the mean time my husband was at home with our friend (with Pavel if any of you would know him, from Finland. He works in the temple as a volunteer)Pavel and they already thought that I spent too much time there so I might got the job.
Then because it looked like I got the job I had to go to the doctor to get a little health book. We went to the doctor on the 1 of September. I have to admit, that this was my best experience with any kind of Latvian government, society whatever you would call with group that was dealing with foreigners. Those people were so kind to me, that I almost wanted to cry. That old lady that we had to register in was over 50 for sure and she tried to speak English to me and I understood and I saw that she was so excited to speak to me. And it went on the whole time as I spent there. All of them tried their very best and I felt that I am going to get back my trust in the people here in Latvia. Yeah, once I lost trust in people then it is very hard to change it. Ok, I also had to admit that this is not just the Latvian government that I am disappointed in. It is more like now the Hungarian government for not giving me my passport for now over 7 months that I am waiting it. Can you imagine living in a country where you belong because you live there and your husband too. Which means that you belong there too since your other half is from there. And we are not able to register me here because on our marriage certificate it says that my name is already my husband's surname, but for the Hungarian government to change my name and give me a new passport takes gosh, how knows even how much time???????? so without new passport no registration here. I am a homeless foreigner, who has to leave the country in every 3 months then come back. Today we wanted to register me to a Latvian course, but to register there you have to show a paper from the tax office that my salary isn't more then 100 lats which is about 140 euros. Come on idiots, I have not earned even a lat here within 6 months, but because I am not registered here therefore it is impossible to register me at the course. We also tried to register me earlier at the tax office as a self employed person so then I could be a baby sitter and then still pay my tax which is very unpopular here, I mean to pay taxes. And guess what happened?? They told to my husband that at first he has to register me under our current address, well whatever of course without new passport all of them is impossible. I am still determined though that our place is here. Gosh, the church needs my husband here. He does so much for the church here that I cannot imagine that he would be able to do if we live in Finland or Hungary or somewhere else. Well, my church life is totally different then it was before. Yeah, I truly miss those Sundays when I could feel that my opinion also does count and is able to change someone else's life. I do miss to bare my testimony on those languages that I speak and having talks without notes or a translator. But, I am not complaining, ok? Just trying to be honest. I hope that when my husband and me go on a mission I will be able to bare my testimony in the local language.
But, I was just telling a story, I lost track of it. I have to go and read this whole thing back. Just one more thing. I try to index as much as I am able to do within a day. It kinda gives me a good feeling that right now this is the most that I can do for the church. Try it out www.familysearchindexing.org
So, returning back to the doctor they made a chest x-ray for me and I also had to go to the gynecologist. Which was also a relief since I have not been in within my 27 years so it was great finally to get over it.
The doctor, gynecologist said that she would call me if she finds some problem, but luckily she did not call me or I gave her wrong phone number which also happened once when I applied to a job.
Then couple of days later I turned 27 years old. I think now I can say that I am an adult, right?
The long story still goes on. We were coming home from a Saturday devotional from the church and I could convince my husband to buy two pregnancy tests for me. It was even easier then usually, I mean to convince him.
During that late summer time I would always woke up at every 2-3 hours (but not because of the heat even more like that I was freezing since our apartment is situated in north it is always very cold) so to achieve morning urine was impossible because before the morning I would surely go to the toilet at least twice. But on that night I was very careful so I forbid myself to go to the toilet in the evening, but I was not able to endure till the morning so I woke up at 2.30am in the morning and I already jumped to the toilet and was not even interested that much in the test just to finally relief myself. So, I also made the test and put it on the top of the toilet seat. Then I started to laugh. Oh, yeah why I even not realized earlier if I see the test straight from a little distant then it would show another line. What a trick I thought :) Then I put into my hands and I saw, wow that line is still there and even turning pinker. Wow, I ran into the room and turned the light on, don't forget it was 2.40 am So I woke up little daddy, let me just call him "tēti" (tētis means father). We could not go back to sleep for a while. WE were very happy and it was hard to believe that it can really happen with us too.
Then we remembered to my chest x-ray and went to the gynecologist 10 days later (from the first time) the doctor said that it is a pregnancy which situates inside of the womb (what a relief) and is 5,99mm, but that is not yet the baby just the castle of it. The doctor said that she wants if we go back for another check because of the x-ray. I have heard that it is 50-50% so either doesn't cause any problem or ends the pregnancy. And I am really idiot and keep reading idiot stories how people delivered there baby dead and or premature. Maybe I should stop using internet for real (it also caused some other problems, but those will come a little later, oh, yeah for internet:( ).
So, now today I turned 8 weeks old (2 October) our next doctor appointment is for tomorrow (Friday). Yeah, I am very scared, but try to hide it.
I just want to think about our little genius babies. And what if they are not going to be geniuses? Well, for us they will be. I am already dreaming about it if somehow I could also teach them some Finnish. Any suggestions??


Hat tenyleg be kell vallanom, hogy mostanaban nem jelentkeztem eleg infoval.
Na most azert egy kicsit ki kell hasznalnom, hogy magyarul is irhatom e blogot, mert nem igazan szeretnem leirni ezeket a dolgokat angolul, vagy legalabb is egy nagy reszet.
Szoval a tortenet meg egeszen augusztusra nyulik vissza. A ferjem testvereivel unnepeltunk egyutt egy szulinapi bulit, na nem az enyemet, mert az kesobb van. Szoval a sogornom bejelentette, hogy kisbabat varnak. Most igy utolag belegondolva, annyira halas vagyok, hogy nem is tudom hogyan de annyira boldog lettem e hir hallatan. De boldogsagom nem tartott olyan sokaig mint gondoltam volna. Amint a kocsiba beszalltunk mikor hazafele indultunk mar akkor ereztem, hogy ebbol hamarosan oriasi siras lesz.
Aztan mivel azon az esten eppen egy baratunk aludt itt nalunk nem akartam esti jelenetet rendezni, helyette reggeli jelenetet rendeztem.
Igazan nem is volt olyan nagy jelenet csak sirtam, hogy en milyen bena es szerencsetlen vagyok, hogy nem eleg, hogy nincsen munkam, de meg gyerekunk se lehet, hat szep kis jovo ele nezunk igy. Aztan aznap par oraval kesobb egy allasinterjura kellett mennem. Ugye el tudjatok kepzelni, hogy hogyan nez ki az ember szeme tobb oras siras utan? Biztos nagyon biztato lehettem vagy a no volt nagyon elkeseredve, de azt mondta alkalmazni akar engem. Az eg kezdett kivilagosodni elottem es mar majdnem latszott egy ket napsugar is.

Igen ugy tunt, hogy 6 honap utan vegre munkat kaptam :)))
huraaaa!!
Irany az alkalmassagi vizsgalat szeptember 1-en. Sikeresen meg is erkeztunk az orvoshoz es a tudoszuresen kivul meg nogyogyaszati vizsgalaton is reszt kellett vennem, hat mit mondjak, azert meg is orultem egy kicsit, hogy hat a fene egye meg a 27 evem alatt meg ugysem jutottam el egy nogyogyaszhoz. Szoval tul estunk azon is.
Mivel a no nem hivott vissza igy biztos lehetek, (hacsak nem veletlenul rossz telefonszamot adtam meg neki es azert nem ert utol. Volt mar ilyen is megjegyzem) benne, hogy nincsen semmilyen rendellenessegem.
Pont abban az idoben javasoltam a ferjemnek, hogy mi lenne ha egeszsegesebben elnenk es nem ennenk semmilyen feher lisztes es cukros termekeket. El is kezdtuk es kb 4 napig birtuk is. Kozben grepfruit levet ittunk, amitol napi rendszeresseggel hanyni tudtam volna, de szerencsere nem tettem.
Aztan ahogy az ido telt es mult egy szombat esti beszelgetesre mentunk a gyulibe, haza fele jovet sikerult ujra (mert minden honapban meg kellett tenni eddig) ravenni a ferjemet, hogy vegyen nekem 2 terhessegi tesztet (eggyel mar nem is tudnek mit kezdeni). Aztan ahogy telt mult az ido hajnal 3kor fel is keltem, mert akkor meg valami ejszakai kakkuk madarat jatszottam es majdnem 2 orankent felkeltem. Szoval kesz megcsinaltam es ahogy ott vaklaltam, lattam is, hogy ja persze mert felulnezetbol nezem biztos azert latszik valamilyen masik csik is rajta.
Aztan eltelt kb 3 perc es vegre kezbe vettem. Aztan mar teljesen latszott egy masik rozsaszin csik rajta (amit 5 honap alatt soha sem sikerult odakepzelnem, se nem odaimadkoznom) . Na ekkor berontottam a szobaba villanyt kapcsoltam es szepen fel "tēti, tēti"-iztem a ferjemet na ez lettul apukat jelent. Szoval vicces volt, ahogy a ferjem ramnezett, tenyleg??? Aztan nem tudtunk visszaaludni, de nem is akartam igazan.
Masnap vettem egy babat varunk konyvet lettul a ferjemnek, just for fun.
Na es akkor jon a tudoszuro, ahol ala is kellett irnom, hogy nem varok babat, es hat honnan is tudhattam volna?

Na, de kinek masnak a babajaval tortenhetne meg ilyen hanem a mienkkel? En sem voltam kulonb egesz eddigi eletemben. Ha valami rosszat el lehetet kapni vagy osszeszedni akkor en tuti megkaptam, de szerencsere ha ez valami pozitivum volt akkor is igaz lett. Mi mast is tehetnenk mast mint megbizni Mennyei Atyaban, hiszen ugy erzem senki mas nem rendezte a dolgokat igy es ez igy van jol.

Kozben bizony a szulinapom is eljott es 27 eves lettem, de vegre elmondhattam, hogy valami baba kezdemeny novekszik bennem tiszta orulet. A 26-dik szulinapomat Finnorszagban toltottem es almodoztam arrol, hogy valaha lesz egy olyan csodalatos orokkevalo tarsam mint, amilyen most van es persze arrol is almodoztam, hogy majd valaha gyerekeink is lesznek es vegre ugy nez ki, hogy valora valik az almom. A 25-dik szulinapomat ugy szinten Finnorszagban toltottem Turkuban es probaltam 100%ra a misszionarius munkara osszpontositani. Abban az idoben keszultunk a Helsinki szent templom nyilt napjaira. Mi utan megnyilt a templom el is hataroztam mikor szeptember 21 en szombaton ott voltam, hogy igen ez az a templom, ahol en orokkevalo hazassagot kotok es 17 honappal kesobb valora is valt. Aztan a 24-dik szulinapomon arrol almodoztam az MTC-ben, hogy majd megtanulok finnul es angyalok nyelven predikalom az evangeliumot es megteszek mindent, amit csak tudok, hogy hasznos szolgaja lehessek Mennyei Atyanak.
A 23-dik szulinapomon arrol almodoztam, hogy majd egyszer misszionarius leszek, ami olyan tavolinak es elerhetetlennek tunt, de csak azert, mert talan nem volt eleg hitem abban, hogy igen is lehetseges nekem is misszioba menni,ha a vagy megvan akkor mi tarthatna meg vissza.
A 22-dik szulinapomon Nemetorszagban voltunk Freibergben a szent templomban. Wow, vegre eljutottunk oda Nikivel. Milyen sokat is almodoztunk es miszteriaztunk a szent templomrol. Persze meg csak a kereszteloig jutottunk el, de mar az is oriasi volt.
Talan itt kotottem orok szerelmet a szent templomokkal, hianyoznak most is.
a 21-dik szulinapomon Horvatorszagbol jottunk haza es eppen csak 12 napja voltunk megkeresztelve. A legszebb addig ajandekot kaptam a Szentlelek ajandekat.

Szoval 27 lettem vagyok tiszta erdekesen hangzik. Kesz felnott, ugye?

I know guys that it is really sick, but I am really expecting my new passport with my new name in it for now over 28 weeks.
I am wondering would it be easier for a mom to have 9 months of pregnancy than for the Hungarian government to make my new passport. So, come on Hungary, you can still make it!!!!

Ok, szoval azon gondolkoztam, hogy vajon konnyebb 9 honapig egy gyermeket varni, mint a Magyar allamnak megcsinalnia az uj utlevelemet. Tehat mar 28 hete varom az utlevelemet, de mind hiaba. Azt hiszem kezdem elvesziteni a turelmemet, vagy eppen most gyakorlom.