iFreeze

It was a given that we would have a white Christmas this year.  After all, the snowfall have brought those of us in Helsinki mounds and mounds of snow on the ground. It would take a pretty powerful sun to melt all of that and as Mother Nature goes, the sun is a bit shy during this time of the year.

What was not a given was how cold it would be.  Yesterday was -19 and my ears were frozen.  The silver lining is that my hormones due to breastfeeding have given me supernatural insulation and I think that has been the only way I have survived this winter so far.  I do not know what I will do if this beyond frigid weather becomes an annual event. I cannot get pregnant every year, you know!

Dante Alighieri described hell as frozen contrary to popular notions that the place is fiery and warm.  I still believe hell to be mighty hot though.  However, I can totally see the point why Dante would assume hell is frozen.  You know that the Spanish word for winter is incredibly close to their word for hell, right?

Anyway, I wish you all a MERRY CHRISTMAS.  I hope I am not scrooging up your holidays by writing about hell. ;-)

Christmas Magic

Now that I have a baby, Christmas takes on a new meaning and it is NOT because of me being a parent.  It is because I cannot imagine how hard it must have been for God to be a baby. I cannot wrap my head around the idea of Him breastfeeding, having wonky eyes and burping out milk every so often. 

I think stepping down to being human is like me consciously deciding to be a dog.  I am sure it is nice to be a dog (especially if you have nice owners who like scratching your ears). However, after being a verbose, freely thinking and communicative human being, it must be hard to suddenly be limited to barking (and doing puppy eyes) when trying to express something.

It must have been so weird to be a toddler and know that you were God. Did Jesus play with other children or was He brooding in the corner thinking? Did He run around the house and bump His head on the wall?  What was His first word?

Christmas is becoming more meaningful to me by the minute as I observe our baby be a baby.  

The Hangover

I feel like I have a permanent hangover.  Aside from my brain not working well enough to say things that make sense, I am also in between constant states of dizziness.  Just this morning, I told my husband that I want to feed the baby in the freezer. Hahaha.

Otherwise, all is well. So far the baby is blessed with good health.  We were at the doctor's yesterday where she got the rotta virus vaccination for free. When I asked what the rotta virus was. The midwife said it is when the baby pukes a lot coupled with fever for a week. She said that some babies need to be confined when they get the virus. She also said and I quote, "in Africa the babies die!"  Talk about scaring the mom. Also, for some reason, she also felt the need to say that one vaccination costs 50e.  I almost got scared that she will bill me for the vaccination drop which I did not know the baby was supposed to get.

I also got my six week post-partum check-up and my uterus is back in shape.  I am very happy about that because I prayed a lot about that.  They did order me to have some tests done and in a few weeks I will know if everything is 100% a-okay. Until then, I am not yet super cleared so I hope you join me in praying for my health. Pretty please? :-)

I do still have pain when walking too much so the hangover continues.  I am allowed to gradually start an exercise routine.  I personally want to gain more muscles because I am so soft nowadays. I have fat everywhere.  It makes me a good pillow for the baby but being a pillow is NOT my life's dream.  I want to be a bench, haha.

Anyway, I will now get off this blog to start jogging in front of the TV while watching "Friends." I have a little time before the baby wakes up. ;-)

More Frogs

E: I cannot cook you dinner but you can fry the pig in the fridge.

E: (While breastfeeding) Can you bring me water? Please put it in a can. No I mean, put it in a thing that is not a glass. (I meant a bottle OBVIOUSLY).

Frogs

Frogs - Funny statements, usually said by funny people, weirdos and Erica (especially when her brain is not working due to being a baby slave).

H: Where should we make the baby sleep on the bed or in the crib?

E: In the toilet.

H: Where do I put these clothes?

E: In the freezer.

E: Can you buy marbles for the Christmas tarts? (I meant marmalade.)

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Huge

Today is our kid's dedication. She will neither be baptized as a Catholic nor as a Lutheran. She will be evangelical.  We can only hope that she will choose to be a Christian all throughout her life.  Of course, we will raise her as one but given that she has free will, we cannot really force her to believe in things we believe in.

Before she was even born, we were already praying that God would reveal Himself to her and that her heart would be open to accept Him.  Let us see what happens.

She has two sets of godparents.  One from my country and one from the dad's.  We took the task of choosing the godparents very seriously because they have to be trustworthy enough.  They will be the ones to give additional guidance as she grows up and will have to take over if anything happens.  Plus, in case she decides to go study (for college) somewhere else other than where we are settled, she would need stand-in parents.

Today is a big day.  Huge. So, I will stop writing this and prepare my ass for the event.

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