Despite the silence from this side of the ocean, all continues to go well for us. I haven’t been in too much of a blogging mood lately. My time, when not spent with Liam, with Jesse, or cleaning (and not much of that), has been spent with my nose buried in a book. We’re investing a lot of time and effort into the figuring out how to homeschool the kids. Luckily, we have a few years to get our act together, but the earlier we’re prepared the better.
For those of you that haven’t gotten the news through the grapevine, the baby’s name will be Harald. Harry for short. Jesse likes it because it recalls his Viking roots (Harald was the first king of Norway; incidentally, the current king is King Harald V); I like it because my grandfather’s name was Harry, and so it has special meaning to me; Liam like it because he knows who we’re REALLY naming the baby after — Harry Potter. So all are content in this house.
Grandma Bonnie sent, at our request, a stethoscope for Liam. Not a toy plastic one, but an honest-to-goodness real stethoscope. Liam gets a kick out of listening to our hearts beat. He’s not so fond of having things stuck in his ears, though, so it will be some time before he starts “playing doctor.”
Speaking of “playing doctor,” Jesse and I purchased some medial equipment of our own. We (meaning mostly I) have been rather anxious about this pregnancy. Once I started feeling Harry move, if I went a day without feeling him, we’d be gripped with worry. So we purchased a home doppler. Surprisingly, this is something you can’t do in the states without a prescription. Luckily, however, we’re not living in the states! We bought it from the UK and it arrived in record time. It took all of two seconds to find a steadily beating heart that first time! What a relief it has provided! Of course, now that we have it, Harry is testing his boundaries and boogying around inside me frequently. Still, I appreciate the reassurances that little device gives.
It’s been beautiful here the last few days, in the high 70s, and today it hit 80. I insisted that Liam wear a hat when he was outside, as his hair is still quite thin and I wanted to protect his scalp. He turned up his nose at the sunhat and the ballcap I offered him. His choice: a nice, toasty warm fireman’s helmet.
We’ve had a wonderful weekend. Tomomrrow Jesse returns to his task of settling in to his new civilian position and Liam and I continue to tackle the alphabet. Hope to keep you updated more often in the future, but no promises!