Two good reasons for being gone

I have basically deserted the blog for a good long while now, for a couple of reasons. Reason number one is a baby! I’m (surprise!) expecting again, which, while really exciting, means that I have been stretched beyond my limit the past few months. Morning sickness and fatigue when starting a brand new, full-time internship is really, really hard.

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The second reason is…also a baby–that’s right, twins! So…it’s been a very exciting couple of months! Starting my internship was really exciting, and really, really stressful. Finding out I was pregnant a month in (while being on the pill) was also exciting, and stressful. Finding out it was twins two months after that was just as exciting and stressful as all of the previous stressful, exciting surprises!  So…exciting and stressful just about sums up my 2016.

I am feeling less sick and exhausted now (four and a half months in) but the pain has already settled in for good, it seems. Everything else is alright–we are trying to plan for the extra additions to the family, carefully considering our first family car, double strollers, rearranging the kids’ room, and periodically looking at each other with our mouths gaping open to say “twins?!?”

Some info on the twins: they’re identical, and sharing a placenta, so I go to a lot of extra scans and doctor appointments so they can keep an eye out for TTTS (twin to twin transfusion syndrome) and make sure the babies are growing at relatively the same rate. Twins don’t run in my family, but identical twins aren’t hereditary anyway.

I can’t say for sure if my symptoms were worse this time around, because my situation was a lot different.  Feeling sick was miserable, but I attributed the extra misery to having to haul my butt out of bed to the sound of an alarm clock every morning, and not being able to avoid the smell of coffee–I never suspected twins, or even entertained the thought. I can definitely feel the difference now, though, and see it in my belly! I thought I was really big with Theo, who was born at 9lbs 1 oz, and to think that I am going to be even more gigantic is a little overwhelming/terrifying.  But honestly, the hope is to get as gigantic as possible, as I want to keep the babies in for as long as they can be in there, so I am trying to keep that in mind, too, whenever the panic sets in.

So, that is why I have been so absent. I can’t promise to be on more often, or come with more thoughtful, well-illustrated blog posts, but I will try to keep it as updated as possible!

Oh, also, they’re girls!!!

A Weekend on Samsø

Another Big Event of the summer has passed–Andreas’s and my fifth anniversary!  To think that it was five years ago we held our gummi bear wedding is almost ludicrous, but there it is!

I had originally thought I would plan our anniversary weekend (it fell on a Saturday this year–what luck!) but one day, Andreas told me that he rather had an idea, and not to plan anything.  So we arranged for Theo to spend the whole weekend (two nights!) with his aunt, uncle, and cousins, and we took off on Friday morning to an unknown-to-me destination!

I knew that we had to be wherever it was at a certain time, so I had an inkling that it might be a ferry–and it was!  My First Ferry Ride!  It was so exciting, driving through the countryside, only guessing at where we were headed, with three entire toddler-free days ahead of us.  Enough to make anyone giddy and newly in love!

The ferry ride was windy but really lots of fun–and heading up on deck with some coffee was just the thing to stave off the nigglings of seasickness.

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The ferry was headed to Samsø, a cute little island between Zealand and Jutland, north of Fyn, and apparently quite the tourist destination–and no wonder!  The landscape was amazing, thatched roofed cottages everywhere, and no shortage of Danish charm.

I didn’t get nearly as many pictures of the beautiful flowers (and lots of roses!) that were everywhere, but how cute is that flower tree in front of that house?!

It was so fun to be lovebirds again, and we took lots more selfies together, which I’ll spare you 😉  There was a lot of rambling on the hills, trying to skip stones, and driving from darling town to darling town, stopping in shops, flea markets, and little farmer stands along the way.  Idyllic x20.

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The best part of it all was being able to do exactly as we pleased without planning outings around a naptime, or anxiously pulling small hands away from the many, many breakable objects in the cute, tiny shops.  We went out for a (I was going to say “late” dinner, but it was at seven pm :P) dinner for our anniversary at a place called “The Pearl” which was really lovely.  Especially for me, as I ordered butter-fried fish which came with a bowl of browned butter on the side! We even got fancy dessert, and really delicious sparkling cider!

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Andreas served as primary photographer (and I get the job as multiple-photo-deleter).

All in all, it was a superb trip, only made better by the fact that it was a surprise.  Even the ferry ride home wasn’t all sad, as by that time I missed Theodore something fierce, and was so excited to bring him home again.

I don’t know if we’ll ever top this, but really, we don’t need to–as long as we get to do it all over again!

Our Home

I’ve actually been waiting aaaaages to do this post, but what it really needed were photos of our entire home (taken by myself) and so it was a long wait.

But I have recently finished up with exams, and the day after I was done, I felt a compulsion to basically tidy and clean the house from bottom to top, and I took the opportunity to snap some photos.  None of them are perfect, but if we’re waiting on perfection, we’re waiting forever, so here goes!

First of all, we love our home.  We periodically exclaim to each other how much we love our home, and how lucky we feel to live in it.

When you come in, we have a little entrance

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The little bench was our first furniture purchase together, and one of very few pieces in the house that isn’t from IKEA 😉  We made the coat hooks ourselves, and love having so much space to hang things, and it’s easy to keep this area tidy!  I think the stairs are beautiful, but they’re a bit impractical, especially with a toddler and a klutz.  But we manage!

If you look to the other side you can peek into the laundry room:

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Under the counter to the left lurks a huge pile of assorted trash that needs to be taken to the recycling center, and we also keep all the tools and tool-y type things here.  To the right here is the large bathroom:

When I say large, I am speaking in relative terms, of course.  We’re not the biggest fans of the one-piece-plastic bathrooms, but this one is white, has a tub, and is big enough for some storage, so we’re happy enough.

Downstairs are also the two bedrooms.  We took the bigger one, because our bed fit in it:

 

The bookshelf is basically empty because we had to move it from upstairs, and couldn’t decide if we wanted to sell it or keep it.  So it’s there for now…  We also have a little terrace outside here, as you can see.  We mostly use it for growing veggies in the planting-boxes, and hanging clothes.  Too many spiders out there for anything else.

Then there’s Theo’s room:

He has a cozy bed, a changing table that hasn’t been used in about a year, more storage than he really needs, and an awesome wall-hanging/play mat that Andreas’s aunt made when he was a kid.

Then it’s time to go upstairs to the living areas!

This is a great kitchen!  It’s big enough for me and my projects.  There’s place for a little pantry (left of the fridge), some stools at the counter, which has always been a dream of mine, and a dishwasher, hoorah!  It’s easy to keep clean, and really light because of the slanty windows.  Across from the kitchen is the dining room:

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It’s a bit plain with no art, but we’re here mostly to eat, and I think it’s kind of a cute, simple room anyway.  We keep the electric piano here, and I practice while I wait for my coffee water to boil 😉  Off the hall to the living room/office is a closet and through that, the second bathroom:

So…the bathroom is orange.  There’s a completely orange shower to the left.  The buildings were built in the seventies if you can’t tell…  The closet is a bit of a mess (wasn’t included in the top-to-bottom tidying), but it’s usually like that, so I didn’t want to cheat too much!  The living room is where we spend most of our time:

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This couch is our prized possession, having gotten it in February.  We LOVE it.  There’s a bit of a pile-of-stuff corner developing, but I’m just so happy with the couch that I haven’t addressed it yet.  I had also just taken down all the curtains for washing and hemming, which I’m proud to say that I totally completed in two days, and they’re back up now.  Outside is the bigger terrace, where we grow more flowers and herbs, and have our patio furniture.  Eating dinner out here in the summer is amazing!  It’s just starting to be warm enough to eat outside, and we are looking forward to an entire summer of it!  This side of the apartment faces west, so the sun is full-on here in the evening, and it’s rather sheltered from the wind, so it’s perfect!  Across from the living room is the office:

The room-separator/bookshelf always looks sort of messy, but I haven’t thought of a solution for that yet, so I just let it be.  The bottom three rows belong to Theo’s toys.  Then we have our sleeper couch, a rug I picked at IKEA just because I liked it, and the little art-thing that I made shortly after we moved in, with one of our favorite quotes.  The desk is a solid wood top, with IKEA legs and drawers, and we love it!  Our cozy office corner is perfect!

And that’s our home!  I’m always curious to see how others live, so I thought I would finally share ours!  Of course there are always ongoing projects, and nothing is ever finished, but we are at a point where the projects are slowing down, and we’re so happy living here.

 

A Mid-March Update

Alas, it seems as though my resolution of keeping up my blog was mostly good intentions.  I’ve had several ideas for posts, and absolutely zero follow-through, which brings us to an update post, simply so my existence isn’t completely forgotten.

These days, I am alive, but hungry.  We’re in the homestretch of the Baha’i Fast, which means no eating or drinking during daylight hours.  It’s been just as challenging as anticipated, especially the part about getting up pre-dawn to eat, and Theo waking up as soon as we finish eating, and not having coffee as a mid-morning pick-up, but I am making it through.  This is actually one of my best fasts yet, I think, as I have yet to be too sick to fast, or to accidentally eat something!

Schoolwork has been a bit stressful, but I am really proud of how it is going, especially today after a particularly successful online presentation!  Whenever I’m a bit low on self-esteem, I just think about how awesome it is that I’m fluent enough in another language to do “real” school, and how cool that makes me.  And if that doesn’t work, I take a typing test.

It has also been tough for me lately to find a balance between schoolwork, housework, and family time.  I’ve been feeling a bit overburdened, especially when fasting is added to the mix, and it’s proving hard to find a solution or compromise that really improves things.

Theo has also become a regular child, in that he no longer needs 13 hours of sleep per night, and a two-hour nap (Oh, how I miss the days!).  So, he’s getting up early, which was a hard reality to face in the beginning, but is easier now.  And potty-training is right around the corner so I’m sure that will prove interesting.

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Our trip to the states is also coming up when my school is finished, and I am getting more and more excited!  Besides seeing my family, I have to admit that I am SO excited to be in an American grocery store again, and go out to eat AMAP (as much as possible).  Aaaaand I just realized that the couple of kilos that are coming off during the Fast are probably very quickly going to be returned to me.  Maybe I’ll make some room in the suitcase for my running shoes…

7 Things I Didn’t Know I Was Missing About the States

Coming back to the States this time, had a different feel than it ever has before.  It’s the second time I’ve been back since I moved abroad, but considering that last time, I was somewhere deep inside a having-a-newborn-haze, I noticed many more things this time around.  These are some things I didn’t realize I was missing about the good ol’ USA

1. Being Polite:  Not to say that people are not polite in Denmark, or that I’m not polite in Denmark, but I forgot how easy it is to be polite in your mother tongue.  No wondering if I was saying the right thing, in the right way.  I knew exactly how to respond to any small-talk venture, and could very my “yes, thank you”s with some “absolutely!”s and “definitely!”s.  I do all my communicating in Danish here, with the exception of Andreas, Theo, and friends of mine that aren’t from here.  I am just so used to dealing with the daily frustrations or insecurities of communicating in Danish, that I totally forgot that sometimes, trips to the shop are actually super easy, and not intimidating at all.

2. Friendliness:  This is kind of an add-on to number one, but the friendliness was refreshing!  I had a full, easy conversation with another mom at the park, and even got to know a few people on our plane trip.  While I do actually appreciate the Danish anonymity on public transport, and the lack of expectation to make small talk, it is really nice once in a while to go back to the Midwest way of living, and for the three weeks that we were there, I found it really easy and comfortable to talk to strangers.

3. Variety:  We were looking forward to shopping in the US (we even came over with a suitcase packed into a bigger, empty suitcase so we’d have more room to bring our goodies home).  But I was focused on the cheaper prices (and the knowledge of which stores carry what for what price), and had completely forgotten about the sheer amount of choice in the shops.  While it was fantastic while we were shopping for clothing, and I could get whatever caught my fancy, I was struck with a bit of green jealousy, when I saw the homewares that were much too big to bring home.  If only I had that kind of selection at those prices here in Denmark, we would have the most beautiful home!

4. Food:  Okay, I did know that I missed the food.  But I really missed it, so I think it deserves a spot on the list anyways.  Topping the list are: Vegetarian Italian sausage (and just all of the vegetarian options in general!), crackers, cheese curds, and donuts (I didn’t actually even get any donuts while we were there, so I might just have to make some myself soon!).  I would probably be embarrassed if anyone saw the size of the sack of candy I brought home with me.

5. Amazon:  It’s been so long since we could use Amazon, that I rather forgot how awesome it is!  We mostly did one big Amazon haul, but it was fantastic to find almost every special thing we needed in one place, with free two-day shipping.  It’s probably a good thing that we don’t have it here, because I’m sure our budget would spout a little leak, but it was fantastic while it lasted!

6. Animals;  Yes, okay, there are animals in Denmark.  But this is more of a going-back-home sort of thing.  My parents’ house is filled with animals.  At present, they have: a canary, a parakeet, two guinea pigs, a cat, and a dog (with an additional cat and her four kittens living on the front porch).  Theo loved each and every one of them, and they tolerated him with varying degrees of caution.  It’s really fun to have animals around, and since we’re not at a point in life where pets are a great idea, it’s an exciting bonus when we visit my family.

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7. Cars:  I do love being a bike family in Denmark.  It works well for our life here, it’s cheaper, environmentally friendly, etc. etc.  But in the US, people have cars–and for good reason!  No one wants to bike thirty miles to get to the grocery store.  We went on a few trips to town, and my parents were good enough to loan us their family car, and it was great!  I did not have to think about how I was going to bike home with everything I was buying.  I didn’t have to carry ALL the things we were buying into every store we were going to.  It was a welcome break.

I’ll never be sorry that I made the swift and absolute decision to live in Denmark, but the longer I’m away from my homeland, the lovelier I find my visits, and I rather like it that way.

CV, cover letter, resume, ansøgning?

Hello again!

I know it’s been a while, but I don’t think any of you expected any different when you heard I was moving, haha!  The past three weeks have been an incredible challenge, with rewards here and there, and some extra challenges-on-top-of-challenges along the way.  The good news is that we’re mostly pretty much moved in and settled!  While there are still several boxes unpacked, and lots of things that don’t really have a home yet, we’re getting there, and the worst is over.  I was going to wait until everything was done to do a small house tour and photos, but I realized that if I do that, no one will see the new place until next June, so I’ll be back soon with all of that!

But for today, you get to hear about my job search.

As I said, I was going to start my job search after we moved.  In my head, I was thinking of November sometime, but as a friend of mine heard of a an opening at her workplace, I got a kick in the butt, and got started on my first application just a few days after the move.

Here’s where it gets embarrassing.

See, I’ve never really applied for a “real” job before.  I did volunteer work, and worked as a catering server, a janitor, and a nanny.  These jobs mostly required a patched-together resume, and an application with personal and contact details.  As I was writing my CV for this job, Andreas kept asking me if I’d written my “ansøgning” (literally translated to “application”) to which I’d reply, “well, sure…” figuring that I’d fill in an application when I uploaded my CV.

Little did I know, an ansøgning is a cover letter, not an application.  Luckily, we caught our miscommunication early enough, but after struggling with my CV, I was quite dismayed over the fact that I’d now have to write a cover letter–something that seemed ten times harder!

It wasn’t exactly ten times harder (probably closer to three), but I finished in time, sent out my application, and was very pleased about the fact that I’d done it!  I’d applied for a job in Denmark!

I’ve written another one since, but today I decided to apply for my first Danish job.  In Danish.  I managed a translation of my CV, which wasn’t so bad, but now I’m supposed to be writing my cover letter, and…well…I’m writing this instead.

The biggest problem is not even the language–it’s that the format seems so foreign to me.  And then, well, there’s also the language.  I haven’t even gotten a single word down yet, and I’m already exhausted just thinking about the fact that I’m going to have to write a whole new one of these for each job I apply for.

It’s not even that I’m feeling discouraged, exactly, because I think I’m actually quite optimistic about my chances and all, but I do feel like a very small person looking up at a very large mountain, letting out a medium-sized sigh before I find my first toehold.

This is hard, guys.

I used to be smart…right?

Life abroad has its ups and downs.  Life as a mom has its ups and downs.  And I just hit downs on both.

Before I get into this, I just want to say that I know it’s totally normal to have moments and days and weeks like this.  Moving so far away from home, trying to settle into a new life with a new language, and putting forth every best effort to find friends is taxing.  I totally get that this is how it’s supposed to be, and this is how I’m supposed to feel.  And man is this hard sometimes.

I speak Danish well.  I was blessed with a language-learning head, a little bit of perseverance, and lovely, incredibly patient, in-laws who’ve helped me so much.  But honestly, I don’t speak Danish well enough to be 100% myself when I’m speaking it.  A lot of the time, the words come easily, but sometimes they don’t.  It’s great that I’m able to communicate fairly well, but it’s frustrating when my train of thought is constantly halting, jumping, and false-starting because I can’t fish the right words out quite quickly enough.  It’s frustrating to have a funny comment that I can’t quite figure out how to put into Danish words, or to be explaining something, only to give up halfway through because the round-abouts I’m taking to explain things I don’t know the words to are just too much.  To be blunt, I feel dumb a lot.  And when I think about it, of course I’m not dumb–I learned Danish for goodness’ sake.  But I still feel dumb.

And feeling dumb isn’t making the job thing any easier.  I’m not quite job-searching yet, but we’re moving in September, and I’m hoping to find some sort of a job in the fall/winter–whether it be an at-home daycare, or a job outside of the home.  But just assuming that the at-home daycare doesn’t work out, I’d have to job-search.  And that is scary.  Completely apart from having to do this all in Danish and in Denmark where I know very little about the job market, I feel totally unequipped to be job-searching.

I’m going to go to the job center in not too long, present them with my educational and work background, and just hear what options I have here in Denmark, which I’m sure will help a lot.  Because as of right now, I don’t feel like I can do anything.

For most of my life, I felt smart.  In first grade, I was reading chapter books.  In second grade, I got to learn cursive.  In third grade, I was the fastest typist in the class.  You get the picture.  This continued through elementary school, middle school, high school, and, surprisingly, even college.  I know it sounds super smug, but I just got used to being one of the “smart kids.”  And that was a huge part of my identity.

There was a time when I was in college, working three jobs.  And I turned out some of my best work that year, yet I also remember having time to have fun with my friends, and plan my wedding and our life together.  Nowadays, I’m proud of myself if I manage to vacuum once a week.  (Although, come to think of it, I don’t think I vacuumed more than once every couple of months back then…)

The thing is, I’ve been not much more than a wife and then a mom for the past couple of years, and I feel like I’ve gotten gradually less and less intelligent.  I also haven’t been able to have a job for two and a half years now, which leaves me feeling less than competent.

I know that at one point, I was really smart.  I know that at one point, I was even really confident, and I felt like I could really do anything.  These days, I don’t feel like there’s any job that I could do well.  In my head, I know that I would actually be the best candidate for many jobs–that I would do them well, and be happy doing them.  But in my not-head, I feel completely inadequate.

SO!

So, I’ve made a small plan to get myself back on track.  My goal for the week is to make up a list of books I want to read that I can get from the library in Denmark, and go get them.  And that’s pretty much it for now.  But I’m going to try to use Theo’s naptimes to do more than giggle at posts on BabyCenter asking how people sanitize their baby’s high chair trays (ummmm….wipe with the damp cloth I used to wipe the baby’s face, anyone?) and watch terrible TV.

It’s okay that I did those things, but now that I feel like I’m coming out of the survival mode fog, I feel like I need to get my self back, and a part of that self is reading, learning, writing, and doing smart things.

Any recommendations for books (they don’t have to be “smart” books, haha!) or ideas for getting that old confidence back?

 

How to Creat Life–the Danish Way

The first thing I did when I found out I was pregnant was hop online and start Googling.  I took a test first thing in the morning, freaked out (in a good way), and resolved not to tell Andreas until he got home.  I finished knitting him a pair of socks, knitted a tiny baby sock to go with them (my way of telling him the news), and then it was about noon and I had four and a half hours until I could tell anyone.  So I Googled.  I googled “pregnancy tips,” “pregnancy week-by-week,” and “early pregnancy symptoms.”  And then I googled “graviditet.”  A lot of the advice was common sense, and overlapped: Eat a varied diet with lots of fruits and vegetables, don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t take lots of medicine.  But a lot of it differed, albeit perhaps slightly.  The American advice said not to drink coffee, or eat sushi, soft serve ice cream, lunchmeat, soft cheeses, sprouts, soft boiled eggs, smoked fish, or even anything at a potluck.

Well, I ate soft serve ice cream,  sprouts, smoked salmon, brie, goat cheese, and soft boiled eggs.  Oops.  But really only “oops” if I was Googling in English, because the Danish advice never mentioned sprouts, or ice cream.  And as far as most other things on the list goes, the official advice is to eat as fresh of food as possible–keep raw things cold, and pay attention to hygiene when you prepare food.  They also say outright that pregnant women can eat sushi.

I joined the August due-date birth board on Babycenter.com, so throughout my pregnancy, I would check the forum.  The American women went to their doctor every month until the third trimester.  After that it was every two weeks until nearer to the end when it was every week.  I saw my doctor four times during my pregnancy (one visit was an “extra” to do a quick blood pressure check), and my midwife about the same number of times.  I went two weeks overdue, so I had another midwife visit, and a couple days before my induction, a hospital visit.  To be honest, I don’t know what these women talked about or did at all these appointments.  I could barely think of questions to ask at my few appointments.

I saw enormously pregnant women biking happily down the street (well, at least they looked as happy as anyone biking in Danish weather ever looks).  I saw them walking, running, lingering over lattes, and putting away that out-loud-allowed sushi.  Andreas and I attended a sort of parent-prep class, which wasn’t quite like anything I’d read about anyone else’s prenatal classes.  We talked about our relationship as a couple, and how to best sustain that under the stress of a new baby.  We talked about the birthing process and nursing, and I have to say, there wasn’t this sense of anxiety that I often get when I talk to American women or read American forums.  It was “here are pain relief options–which ones do you think you prefer?” not “here are pain relief options–and there’s no medal for women who don’t use them–but there are definitely risks to some of them–and these decisions you’re making will impact your birth experience, your baby’s alertness, your breastfeeding process, and pretty much the rest of your baby’s life.”

After Theo was born, it as more of the same, to my great relief!  But I’ll write about that a different day, or this post will *never* leave my drafts!

Home Again, Home Again

We’re back home in Denmark.

The trip to the US was amazing.  I loved seeing as much of my family as I could, many of my friends, and the families that I used to nanny for, which was so, so fun (and surreal, seeing those little babies as two and a half year old big brothers!).  It was wonderful, staying with my parents for a long enough period that they really got to see Theo grow and develop.  He rolled over for the first time, and started to grab things (and promptly stuff them into his mouth…or open his mouth and rub them on his forehead, as his aim still needed work).  I got to eat lots of my favorite American foods (and gained some pounds back, unfortunately).  We did lots of shopping, and came home with a whole extra suitcase of goodies!

The trip back was definitely not as amazing.  We had a weather delay, a screaming baby while we were stuck in our seats for an hour and a half before take-off, a bad headache, airplane-food-poisoning, a missed connection, six-hour layover, and a wild windstorm in Copenhagen when we landed, which almost trapped us in our plane, and finally a ridiculous taxi-ride home which had me praying over and over as we sped through the rainy, windy streets of our city.

However, after we got the suitcases in the door, things have been looking up.  Theo’s amazing and hasn’t had a problem with jet lag–basically at all!  We did some minor sleep-training (I like to think of it as sleep-helping) which has done wonders for our quality of life.  While we were in the US, he fought sleep like it was his job.  We would wrap him up (so he wouldn’t get his hands in his face and wake himself up), and carry and bounce him around while he fought us every step of the way.  When he finally almost succumbed, we’d drape a burp cloth over his face to shut out any stimulation, and gingerly lay him down, hoping he wouldn’t wake back up and we’d have to repeat the whole process.

After two days of sleep-helping, we lay him down awake in his bed, give him his pacifier, tuck him in his cozy duvet, and give him his ducky, and way more times than not, he’ll just go right to sleep all on his own.  Of course, I wonder if he was ready for this sooner, and we could’ve maybe done this while still in the US, but I just put it out of my mind because…we didn’t, and maybe he wasn’t ready anyway.  But this is seriously, a vast improvement–to just lay him down for a nap instead of making a big process out of it…it’s wonderful!  He’s also started to go to bed around 7-8 in the evening, which is great because it means more time for Andreas and I to be together, which I’ve missed so much since Theo’s been born.

So, all-in-all, everything is going great!  We’re headed to Andreas’s parents’ for Christmastime, and I’m excited for Theo to spend time with this part of his family, too (and excited to see them, myself!).

Here’s some photo-highlights of our time in the US, and Theo from 2-almost four months!

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A-Month-and-Some Later…

I’m not beginning with any apologies or excuses.  We’ve been in the US and it’s been great.  We’re seeing family and friends, and with that–staying up later than we usually would, disturbing Theo’s fragile rhythms (which leads to rather poor sleeping), and very rarely cracking open the laptop.

We’ve been shopping like crazy people, since we stopped buying things about six months ago.  Lots of things are more expensive, or not even available at all in Denmark, so we’ve been stocking up on new clothing, some games, and of course baby things!  Theo’s been sprouting up before our eyes–not just in length (oh BOY has he grown in length), but sprouting new skills every couple of weeks.  He’s sitting really well, holding himself up for standing, grabbing anything he can get his hands on, and even sometimes successfully putting them in his mouth!  He’s been to the chiropractor here a couple of times, and we’ve seen great results from that as well.

We just made our last couple of day-trips away from central Wisconsin, since we decided to leave this last week for at-home relaxation.  I’m definitely looking forward to my Real American Thanksgiving, just the way I remember it, and looking forward to Theo being a part of it.  On the other hand, I’m so not looking forward to the trip home.  Going back to Denmark will be nice.  It’ll be nice to find our routine again, have our own space, cook our own food, etc.  But the flights?  I could go without.  The fact that we’re coming home to pizza that we somehow accidentally left in the living room just before we left doesn’t make our homecoming any more appealing.

Neither does the fact that the jet lag will probably catch up to us this time around.  We managed to have next to nothing jet-lag-wise when we arrived, but I’ve heard that going back East is much more difficult.  To add to this, we’ve decided to start some sort of sleep-training regimen with Theo when we get back to “real life.”  I think it’ll actually make it easier if we do that, plus jet-lag-recovery at the same time.  I’m sure I’ll let you know how it goes.

For now, we’re going to lay back and soak up these last few rays of Americanness.

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