Monitoring tooth emergence! We check every so often for any getting close, and then every day when we know one is almost out. We count "emergence" as the first day we can feel the tooth with a finger.
In response to my good friend Lesley’s very valid comment question about how on earth I get any work done with the baby in tow, I’ve decided to do the post that I’ve wanted to write for a while. I am, in fact, attempting the impossible for the next four months: working as close to full-time as possible while not putting the baby in day care. (Edit: I wrote this really long, flowery, idealistic post below, but the short answer is that I work - poorly - while the baby sleeps. So I also do everything in my power to help her sleep in long chunks, which is perhaps instilling bad sleep habits, which I will also probably pay for later. And that's about it :)) Over the course of my world travels, I have always been inspired by the women in less industrialized societies than ours. They truly bring their babies everywhere with them as they go about their daily business. They simply strap the babies to their bodies in some kind of carrier and go, nursing whenever...
Since I expected the whole “getting pregnant” thing to take much longer than it did, I never imagined that I’d have a new baby in the dead of winter. As I have also never lived in a place with real winters before last year, I have spent a good portion of this pregnancy pondering how one possibly dresses a newborn for a North Country winter. Through a long and convoluted path, I ended up seeing this BBC article today titled “Why Finnish babies sleep in cardboard boxes” (ww.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-22751415). The basic gist is that all Finnish mothers get a little box full of baby goodies from the government after they give birth, including the World’s Cutest Baby Snowsuits : Through this webpage, I ended up reading the official Finnish guide to motherhood, which includes this incredibly helpful graphic that tells me, in no uncertain terms, exactly how I should dress my baby for the winter - and the box gives you everything you need to do it! Now all I have to...
First, before anyone gets excited - NO, I'M NOT GETTING PREGNANT. The "two week wait" is a common phrase for people trying to conceive to describe the stressful, intense waiting time in between ovulation and the earliest pee-on-a-stick test that you can take to figure out if you're pregnant or not. As I have only experienced this once, and mostly I didn't expect to actually get pregnant, I had a pretty mild experience with it. However, I've also never felt anything quite like it - great excitement, mixed with great fear, mixed with a very sincere sense of impatience. And yet! I've found another experience that feels *exactly* the same! So my paper got editorially rejected from Science - although it was quite a kind and positive rejection - and so now we are waiting at Nature. I wake up every single morning fervently both hoping for and dreading the decision, and feeling distinctly impatient that I can't just know now (and praying that someone...
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