Time Flies

This is getting ridiculous.

I just don’t know when I have the time to post anymore.  Let alone think of something to write about for a post.  Or remember to buy lemon juice because I KEEP FORGETTING TO.

But this will be a mighty quick update as I wait for cookies to cool before I spend some cozy time with Andreas because that is a top priority in this house.

The most significant change as of late is that Theo only takes one nap.  The transition is going pretty well, actually, and it’s really not as bad as I thought it would be, but it does mean less time to do the things that I can only do while Theo sleeps (certain chores, writing cover letters/job applications, writing on a blog, reading, knitting, breathing, etc.).  The days are just rushing by, and it’s almost November, which is crazy.

Andreas and I still have so much to do around the apartment, but the biggest two are: removing the enormous pile of cardboard to the recycling center (which isn’t easy because we don’t have a car), and putting up lamps (since it’s dark by 5 pm here now).  The lamp thing was supposed to be this weekend’s project, but as the delivery people 1. arrived 5 hours early, 2. can’t get into the building because the buzzer isn’t connected yet, and 3. apparently aren’t allowed to have phones so they can call us when they’re here, I don’t know when/if we’ll get the lamps that we ordered last week.  So for now, it’s one floor lamp in the living room, and candlelit dinners until we can get it figured out.

I’ll end this now so that we can squeeze in some date-night time together, along with some other little odds and ends of business before I go to bed early because for goodness’ sake, I’m so exhausted lately and don’t really know why.  My best guess is the extra hours of running around after Theo during the day, but who knows.  Hopefully more updates soon!

I'm far too cool for two naps a day...

I’m far too cool for two naps a day…

Bona Fide Culture Shock

I realize that I recently wrote a post on how I was not experiencing culture shock, but for the first time today I had a literally jaw-dropping moment of it.

It actually came from reading a few blogs here.  I’ve recently mentioned that people here tend to use baby carriages more often than strollers, and while I think this is adorable (and practical) there’s something I missed.  Apparently, mothers here will leave these carriages outside (winter and summer) while they go in to say, have a coffee with some friends, or do a little shopping.  To me, a dumbfounded American, leaving a baby unsupervised, outside, in the cold, with other people roaming around is against every motherly instinct (of which I have many), but here, it’s just a way of life. It’s not only permissible here, but promoted!

While reading up on happy Danes, one really good point was how trusting, and trustworthy Danes are.  I’ve noticed this time and time again in my own personal Dane, and until now, I never thought of it being a national phenomenon.  When I first came to visit here and went to the neighborhood Netto with Andreas, he was inclined to lay down our hand-basket full of groceries (and sometimes my purse!) in an empty aisle and go off on a hunt for ham salad.  I would nervously hover around the basket, bouncing between him and our groceries until we were ready to leave.  Now, I’ve become a bit more used to it, and can generally submit to leaving our unattended groceries around, but…a baby?

Maybe it will come with time.  Maybe by the time I have a baby, I’ll be grateful for the chance to leave it outside to nap in the “fresh air” while I go get coffee with the friends that I will hopefully have made by the time I have a baby.  Maybe.