Baby Stuff


In the quest to become a better mom, I rely heavily upon friends who are better at it than me :-) . This month, schools, kindergartens and day cares are closed so everyone with kids is either on vacation or trying to figure out how to entertain the ones who are home. I am still trying to figure out what there is to do with kids around here.

Micha (one of the moms who are better at the mom thing - she has more practice) proposed hitting a petting zoo in the woods not far from town this morning; it is in Teublitz, which is only about 15 minutes from here. A few of us could make it so it was a nice little gaggle of kids. The kids could kind of pair off by age, which made it a bit easier to watch them. Clair, unfortunately still just kind of just does her own thing, but sometimes she followed her friend Jana around and Micha and I could trade off watching them. When I couldn’t manage to keep my eyes on Clair once in a while, it was really nice to have friends there who were also watching her. It makes the whole outing a bit easier to manage when you get a mental break from constantly watching the kids.

The place was really nice and easy, and it is free to get in. You just need to buy some feed for the goats, sheep, birds, etc. We ended up having lunch there too. So for a grand total of seven Euros or so, we had a nice morning and lunch. It wasn’t very crowded either and it was easy even for the little guys to get in and feed the animals. Clair was really good at it, and she politely said goodbye to all of the animals as we left them. She only tried to pitch herself into the lake a couple of times (trying to get closer to the ducks), but I or some other mom managed to head her off.

We are going to try to go out and do something next Tuesday too. I hope we can eventually turn this into a regular Tuesday thing. I don’t have a play group for Clair, and this is my idea of what a play group should be - a group of friends with kids who get together. I think I’ll start making a list of the places we can take the kids (aside from the local play parks) so I can find some inspiration when I don’t know what to do with Clair. I created a page on the blog to start compiling ideas. Feel free to send me any of your favorites. I just started with a few.

Clair has been climbing into her stroller in the entry way lately and standing in it. She, of course, likes to jump in this position, which can be a bit precarious if her diaper bag is hanging on the back of it making it a bit back heavy. She seems to have been trying desperately to flip herself and the stroller over for about a month now. Today, she succeeded. She’s nothing if not determined. She was quite cranky for a while today. I was expected a bloodied baby face when I picked her up, but luckily she seemed to have braced for most of it and just smacked her head. At least the girl knows how to take a fall (like her mom).

nice bump on the head

Regensburg hosted the Ironman competition today. In celebration, I did my own version. I woke up at 6:45 feeling refreshed, looked at the clock and thought, ‘they are just about to start the swim’. Then I went back to sleep until 8:00 (I refuse to get out of bed if the baby is still sleeping; it just seems wrong). After breakfast, Clair and I walked down part of the marathon path while the (other) athletes were doing the biking portion of the race.

We played for a while on the playground. It is the most I have played on a playground in a while. While there, I started talking with a mom who recognized me by my toe shoes. She had seen me wearing them in town and wanted to know more. I hope I run into her again. She seemed nice, but I didn’t get a chance to say much to her as she was chasing two kids, and I was trying to stop Clair from killing herself. She is Spanish, and she said she knows my friend Imani, so I may run into her again.

Just before the bikers started the marathon, Clair and I headed toward the finish line for the race in Stadt am Hof and had a cappuccino (hers without the espresso) and some ice cream. As the first few runners started, we headed over to cheer them on. Clair loved that part because clapping and yelling ‘yay!’ are two of her favorite things to do at the moment. She sat on the curb in the shade and said ‘mommy sit’ while tapping the spot next to her. We sat there and cheered. I didn’t realize that the marathon path headed right through the old town, but as we headed out of Stadt am Hof and across the Steinernebruecke, we saw the other part of the course. I had planned to grab lunch at one of the plazas near the bridge, but they were booked up as they offered a great view of the runners.

Instead, I headed to Boston coffee, which has a nice balcony over looking the one plaza and offered and even better view of the runners over the heads of the fans. There were only a couple of people on the shaded balcony so it was a nice place to watch. The balcony was secure enough for me to be able to relax with Clair, and we shared a muffin while clapping and saying ‘yay’ a lot. After a brief visit to the indoor play room for Clair (and a chance to lie on the bench in the room for me), we headed home. We got home around 2:30, and I suspect I was putting Clair down for a nap just as the first runners were finishing the event.

All in all, I think I had a good first run at the Ironman. I am exhausted. I must be getting my energy back because a weekend like this one would have left me feeling terrible only a few weeks ago.

So, Clair is something like 22.5 months old now. I am never organized enough to sort out an organized update on her developmental milestones (if I even knew what they were), but she is healthy and normal according to her 2 years check up so I’ll trust that doctor that there is no need to worry.

She seems to be as socially awkward as her mother. She kid of goes off on her own if there is a crowd of people, but she usually has a good time playing with one or two friends at a time. I am still, pretty much, like that. My mom said it was the same when I was little. At the moment, I am still her favorite person. Depending on her mood, daddy is usually a favorite too. Though, sometimes she has anti-daddy moods and pushes him away. When she is in that mood, she freaks out if he tries to do ‘itsy bitsy spider’ with me. She smacks his hands away and yells ‘Nein!’

She has a fun vocabulary and fills in sentences with random word sounds. Same goes for singing. SHe is learning so many words right now that I can’t keep track. She surprises me with new ones often, and she parrots us sometimes only to never repeat the word again. Some of her favorite words at the moment are ‘Gack!’ (AKA Duck - she always proclaims it and ALL birds are ducks), Cookie, ‘OK (AKA her only version of Yes), dink-dink’ (AKA ‘may I have a drink please’ ) and Ganky (AKA ‘donkey’ which means that she wants to watch Shrek where Donkey is her favorite character). When her tired pregnant mama needs a break, Clair watches Shrek, and she even laughs at most of the physical comedy. Then she turns around laughing and telling me what happened. She laughs a lot, often at her own jokes. She makes lots of faces and thinks that she is pretty funny when she does it. She talks and sings almost all the time when we are home or alone together. She is quieter when others are around until she gets used to them.

She still doesn’t like to do any kind of crafty things that involve sitting and making things pretty colors. Mostly she likes to run around screaming, jumping, climbing, hopping, and kicking things. At her friend Oliver’s birthday party over the weekend, she mostly ran up and down the hall hitting the chain of balloons hanging from the ceiling (while making a war cry the entire time). Oliver joined her sometimes and the two of them also had some quality time on the patio putting sand EVERYWHERE and managing to drag quite a bit back in the house. She kind of stayed out of the room with all of the people in it when she wasn’t sitting with me to eat (not a big party girl, like her mom).

She plays hide and seek with us (see if you can find her in one photo below), and she is actually starting to figure out how to hide. Mostly she just thinks it’s hilarious to look for us. She also likes to go ‘night-night’, which means she crawls up next to me in bed and pulls to covers up. Sometimes she does this at random times of the day and takes the book on my night stand to ‘read’ to me. She also does this before bed when we read her books. ‘Night-night’ is all fun and games until we tell her it is time to actually go to bed, and then there is usually a bit pf protest. Unfortunately, she thinks running away from us is also a game, and we haven’t been able to get her to stop using our voices. This is something that stresses me out just for fear of her running into the street (possibly the only emotional scar of my own childhood car accident).

One of the big blessing of having Clair is that the girl likes to sleep! She usually sleeps between 11 and 12 hours without interruption (or at least, without waking us up). She often protests going to bed, but once we lay her down, she is quite. Sometimes she talks to herself or sings, and sometimes, apparently, she is just lying quietly in her bed. Until I peak in to check on her an hour or so later, I don’t even know she’s awake. Once asleep, she doesn’t get up until 8 or later most mornings. I love that!

My tired brain can’t think of anything more at the moment though there are certainly a thousand other things that this new little person is doing for the first time. I am not tired from lack of sleep. This pregnancy just makes me sleep a lot and the least little bit of exercise wipes me out. I think it is also making me clumsy and stupid. In the past month, I have dropped my keys down the elevator shaft, lost a parking ticket for a garage, and dented the car (in my defense, that pole came out of nowhere!). I have enough energy to do almost half of what I used to be able to do in a normal day, but if I do that much, I am totally useless in the evening. If I try to do more than that, I feel like I want to puke - so I don’t usually push myself. We have adapted to my decreased participation in the work that needs to get done at home; we would both like things to be cleaner, but as neither one of us can manage it at the moment, we do what we can and prioritize. Usually, that means the kitchen and laundry get dealt with and the bathroom becomes more and more filthy. We’ll live. I’m working on training Clair to clean, but so far, she is not very useful yet.

Clair and daddy

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So I guess it’s finally time to announce (to all ten of you who read this) that I am pregnant. That sentence would probably end with an exclamation point if I weren’t so tired. I am at the end of the 14th week, and have been exhausted for most of the pregnancy so far. The doc said that usually, the hormones causing the fatigue peak at around 14 weeks and then get better. That was last week, and I was highly suspicious that she was humoring me :-)

I thought I was just extra tired from taking care of a toddler. That, and I am only now starting to believe that I am actually pregnant again (Denial latest a while this time). However, a week on my own in Italy with many chances to rest left me realizing that I am in fact pregnant and exhausted from the hormones. I bonded a lot with Assisi by lying on the ground every chance I got. Going to a Yoga retreat in such a state was a really enlightening experience. I figured out that my body wants silence and rest this pregnancy unlike the first one when I did lots of chanting and breath work even in the first trimester. This time, lying on the ground in deep relaxation seems to be the only thing that feels good. It’s a bit tough to do that for an entire day though. Needless to say, I am not getting out much these days.

I will try to post an ultrasound or something soon. At the moment, I am prioritizing how I use my energy, and uploading photos keeps getting pushed to the side. I don’t really look pregnant yet. I am just a bit too big for my normal pants, but if I eat a big meal, the belly starts to pop out.

In the mean time, here is a favorite photos from Assisi. (The veil was to keep the sun off but it creates a nice picture too)

retreating

It’s been over two years since we’ve been to the zoo in Nuremberg, and it is the first time Clair has been there, kind of. I was just pregnant with her the last time we were there. This time, she probably had a lot more fun.

Today was warm, sunny, and beautiful. Therefore, half of Bavaria had the same idea about going to the zoo. The zoo is really large, so the crowds were manageable, and the wonderful weather put most of them in a good mood and made them easier to deal with. Our friends Jentry and Marcus uninvited us to join them and some friends. Thanks Jentry! We never would have thought of doign it on our own.

It was great to be outside for so long and watch Clair see new animals for the first time. Her favorite, by far, were the Penguins (a video to come). A close second was a polar bear who splashed and jumped around right in front of her. We went to the petting zoo part of it for the firs time (for all of us). The goats had been fed so much by the huge numbers of children that they weren’t even interested in eating out of our hands! Clair was quite skeptical of petting them, but she gave it a try a couple of times. I don’t think she was too impressed. She was a little interested in the donkey who sniffed her hands, but I think she is still a bit young for the petting zoo - that, or she has her daddy’s interest in animals (which means he prefers them from a distance).

It was a really nice day, and I think all of us needed a day out of Regensburg doing something different. We were really tired when we got home, but now we feel really good. Clair was ready to pass out early tonight, which was awesome!

Here is a slide show of our photos. I need to doing my Yoga practice and then get to bed!

So, we had a lovely Easter relaxing in Beckum as always. Clair got to actually participate in Easter this year and came out of it with a stock pile of chocolate! (we have been helping her with that) I’ve added a photo slide show and a video or two below.

Spring is finally here, and we have been outside so much in the past few weeks! I’ve missed outside this long, long winter. Clair is a playground addict. I pretty much take her to one everyday if I can. She calls the playground ‘weee’ for obvious reasons. I can’t even give a full account of recent changes because I am losing track. She is starting to parrot us, so new words pop out of her mouth all the time. Matthias has a little spelling app on his iphone, and she is starting to repeat the letters from their too. She loves climbing and sliding, preferably when the too activities are related - mostly she just loves climbing up to a slide and sliding down.

I have a few new things going on as well. I am officially helping to publish a translation of a Yoga book! I am excited to learn a bit about the publishing process and earn a little extra $$ on the side. The author is really great to work with so far, and it is interesting to do the translation.

In other exciting news, I have new jeans! Until now, I had two pairs of jeans, and I think they were both bought in the 1990’s. It was about time to get some new ones. The problem I had was that I don’t like the typical style of women’s jeans in Germany. They are mostly super tight with these stupidly placed pockets that don’t compliment anyone’s body as far as I’ve seen. Sarah and I were out on Friday looking for a place were I might be able to find some American-style jeans.

As we were walking down a small street on the way to another store, we came across Jeans Mueller, a small shop with some Levis in their window. We walked into a small shop with floor to ceiling shelves full of jeans. A man sat behind a sewing machine up front. He was really friendly and helpful. I tried on about 10 pairs of Levis and ended up getting the first pair I had tried on (isn’t that always the way?). He even hemmed the legs for me so they fit properly - at no cost. Of course, buying American jeans in Germany is not cheap. I probably paid about twice as much as I would have in the US, but if I don’t buy another pair of jeans for ten more years, the cost is not too big of a deal. Plus, it was really nice to shop in a small business that has been around for a long time. I definitely recommend the place for anyone looking for jeans. He has a pile of 501 jeans (the standard Levis), a bunch of other styles of Levis, and also a couple of European brands of jeans.

Having not worn new jeans in ten years or so, I have to say that the new material is so much more comfortable! Thanks to Sarah for being my shopping buddy and helping me find the perfect jeans!

Here is a little video of Clair hunting for her Easter goodies on Sunday. It was her first hunt. My parents joined us on Skype. Clair had on her awesome Dirndl, but it was so cold out in the morning that we had to through the jacket and hat on.

PS - note to self, don’t give the baby crayons to entertain herself while you are blogging. I have a feeling there will be some blue poop in the morning.

crayons

I went to a play ground with my friend Blanca today and her daughter Sarah who is a bit older than Clair. Blanca was one of the the three non-Germans in my birthing class. Interestingly, all three of us gave birth to breech babies; none of the Germans did. I don’t know what was up with that.

Anyway, as she and I were chatting and keeping one eye on the toddlers, Clair started climbing up the ladder to the slide. Since when can Clair climb a ladder? Blanca was impressed, but I tried to assure her that Clair doesn’t know how to climb a ladder (as she is climbing the ladder). Having a toddler is like that. You think you know who they are, and the next second, they are correcting you. She is growing faster than I can keep up. A nice looking slide, apparently, is enough to send her up a ladder without fear.

As I was walking in town today, I kept thinking that there is something I wanted to ask people on the blog again, but I can’t, for the life of me, remember what it was.

I came up with a backup question though. Does anyone have any experience on helping to soften scar tissue? The big scar on my scalp is doing a heck of a job of impeding the growth of new hairs. So much so that when I do standing forward folds in my Yoga practice, that blood flow to my head makes the irritated skin itch like crazy. I need to soften things up to let the hair break through (perhaps a bit TMI). Strangely, the new hair that make it through the scar tend to be wavy. Since when is my hair wavy??

Anyway, Happy Passover, or whatever it is that people say for Passover. I had a bit of Santa Christina wine in celebration tonight, and I spoke with Leah, who has become part of my fondest memory of the holiday. I had that wine on my first celebration of Passover in Rome (on Easter day) in 1999 hosted by my roommate Leah, and I always think of it when I drink that wine. It was a memorable night. We didn’t have Matzah balls so we hid some Kosher bread sticks that we got at the local grocer. There was a lot of wine drinking involved, and I am pretty certain it was the first time I ever said a prayer anything in Hebrew. We ended the evening with my two slightly drunk roommates cutting of my very long hair (upon my request). I’m sure the Easter celebration happening at the Vatican withing a half mile of our apartment that day was also awesome that day, but alas, we were too hung over to get up and walk there in the morning to join the throngs of pilgrims. Oh to be twentythree and living in Rome again!

A bit of a conversation that took place this morning:

Me: I want to lacquer Clair’s stool.
Matthias: You want to lacquer her STOOL?!!?
Me: Yeah, her stool, this afternoon.
Matthias: Her STOOL??!! You want to lacquer her stool? (staring at me with a very confused expression).
Me: (starting to think because he is having a strange reaction to this very simple notion) Not THAT kind of stool, the step stool in the bathroom!

On a developmental note, I think Clair threw a bit of a real tantrum in the book store today. Actually, tantrums aren’t new, but she doesn’t usually blow up in stores. I had to carry the screaming toddler out of the store today because she was really loud, like the ‘oh my God I am dying’ kind of loud. A pretzel put her in a better mood; hungry babies are angry babies.

Clair is turning into a communicative little person these days. I swear, seemingly over night, she is able to understand me. She also has her own ideas about how to do things and is pretty adamant about it. For example, if I am eating with her, she will get down off of her high chair and join me at the table kneeling on the chair next to me. Today she was amazing. I could ask her to do little errands, and she totally understood what I was asking and was tickled to show me that she could do it. I could also ask her if she wanted to do things by herself or if she wanted my help. Granted this is a little tricky given her limited vocabulary - I ask her yes or no questions. A very determined ‘NO’ means no, and a blank stare with the mouth slightly open, apparently, means yes. It was a slightly exhausting day because I am not used to having so much interaction with her on that level. She seemed to have been drained at the end of the day as well. I wonder what she will do tomorrow. I am hoping for lots of sleep…..

Anyway, I took this photo today to show how she sits with me at the table. This is why there are constant piles of laundry at our place. I have started stripping her down to eat sometimes because there is really no point in dressing her to eat unless I feel like changing her directly afterwords.

This is why we have so much laundry

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