Skip to main content

The Illusion of Spring

As the American Midwest is dealing with blizzard after blizzard, I have been enjoying the false spring of a Finnish February. Temps have been above freezing for at least a week. Combined with the reappearance of normal amounts of daylight, and Finns have been abandoning their coats and scarves as if summer was almost there.


I was excited when I saw the trucks hauling away snow, until it occurred to me that they are simply clearing space for more snow. Alas! The temps have returned to seasonal norms with a fresh dusting of snow now, but no big snow dumps. At least the trucks provided excellent baby entertainment!

On March 20th, just around the corner, daylight in Helsinki will surpass daylight in Milwaukee. We are on our way back to eternal sun, and I am SOOOOO ready. It’s amazing what a difference there is when the sky is light when you get up for the day. I’m back to witnessing spectacular sunrises in the early hours.





This baby is moving and grooving. But crawling? Nope. Not a chance.

This clever boy has figured out how to pivot on his butt to get most things he wants. He can get from tummy time to sitting in about 5 seconds flat, doing the splits perfectly on the way. If he gets stranded without a toy, he will happily practice clapping for quite sometime before he gets upset.
He likes to stand, but won't pull himself up. He just whines until you get him, and then stiffens like a board so you can't make him sit. He won't move his feet though, no matter how far you make him lean! We've been practicing walking like he's a puppet.
It's becoming increasingly clear that while he can say Mama and Dada, the only word he uses correctly is Teddy. His cat brother is his absolute favorite thing in the world. And who can blame him when Teddy is so fluffy?


Soren will be turning 1 at the end of the month. One year! Already!
We'll be in Milwaukee and Chicago in early April to celebrate with family, so hopefully we will get to see some of our Stateside friends as well! Let me know!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Learning Finnish: progress check

 Do I speak Finnish? No. Omg no. I speak just enough that I can mostly keep up with what my 3 year old brings home from school. I usually can buy something without revealing my ineptitude. I can read many signs with context. But at the same time, I have come a CRAZY long way. Let me demonstrate. 2015 (trip to Finland) I cannot hear sentences, words, or even basic sounds. I cannot hear the difference between y and u, and I can’t keep a/ä straight in my head.  I regularly think people speaking Finnish are speaking Japanese. 2018  (initial move to Finland) I have studied some words from America. Ironically, this will mostly be unhelpful in the long run because I learned to pronounce them incorrectly. I put the accent on the wrong syllable, thanks to my years studying Spanish, and I can’t keep a/ä and o/ö straight.  I am super proud when someone says anteeksi (excuse me/sorry) and I know to move out of their way. I cannot pronounce the name of our neighborhood in a way t...

How Finland has Changed Me

 We’ve been living in Helsinki, Finland for a little over 2 years now. That’s not super long, but it’s long enough that our lives have drastically changed to fit our new environment. I still remember the first day we were in Finland in our temporary apartment, suddenly in a record breaking heat with no air conditioning, trying to figure out how such tiny grocery stores could possible have all foods we were used to, and completely forgetting that we actually had to carry our food home. Never mind the fact that my Finnish was limited to hei (hey), kiitos (thank you), and anteeksi (excuse me/sorry), which does not help you at all when trying to read food labels for allergens. We didn't have any bags, so S had to carry our groceries. It’s strange to think about those versions of us. Raising kids in Finland has forced us to adapt and conform to Finnish norms faster than we probably would have naturally, and I love that. I love that I’ve changed in many ways that will probably be permane...

Adventures in Paivakoti

Well, friends, it's been three months since we returned from America and Soren started in Paivakoti. It's been a game changer for everyone. Let's talk about what paivakoti is, why we are using it, and what the biggest differences are from American day care. Paivakoti literally translates to day home in Finnish. It is a public service, closer to public schooling in the states, so placement is guaranteed within certain conditions. It covers every child over 1 until school age, which starts at 7. Although one is the minimum age, maternity leave is generous enough that many do not start until 3. Soren is attending out neighborhood Paivakoti for half days. The paivakoti is the first floor of the building, while school age classes are on the second floor. Soren has a group of roughly 15 kids, where he is the youngest, and the next youngest is 6 months older. He is the only one not walking, the only one doing half days, and the only one without a Finnish parent. But that isn...