Thursday, May 26, 2011

Dum de dum...

So, not really much going on here in Sauðárkrókur. The weather has brightened up a lot, the last two days have been pretty gloriously warm and not windy. And when I say 'gloriously warm', I mostly just mean 'not bitterly cold'. Hey, it's all about perspective.

What else? Mum and Dad arrive in less than a week, and Henry is due the Sunday after that, but I'm not sure of his timekeeping skills, so who knows? I do hope he's a punctual dude, I think punctuality is a pretty awesome quality in a human. Also, to be honest, I have pretty much gotten over the pregnant belly thing, it is getting the teeniest bit uncomfortable at times.

I had an appointment with the midwife yesterday, she said that everything was so normal and fine that I could skip next week and just come in for an appointment the week after. That was good to hear. Here's hoping for a nice, dull, uneventful birth to follow my nice, dull, uneventful pregnancy.


Ooh, and I just got back from the loan office to file the last of the paperwork for the house... Wait a minute, wasn't that all sorted out ages ago? Aren't we already living in the house? Haven't we started painting? Isn't that the sort of thing you do after you own a house?

Haha, no. Good old bureaucracy has given us a couple more hoops to jump through, but fingers crossed that today's was the last one. Even the people in the offices that we're dealing with are kind of incredulous as to how it has to work out:
For some reason we are now the buyers and the sellers of the property, because the sheriff who seized the property never actually owned it, which is good because the loan place never pays out loans to the loan applicants (i.e. the buyers), only the sellers. And now that we've paid the last of the money to the sheriff, he has filled out the paperwork to allow us to get the loan we needed in order to pay the last of the money (in the meantime, hello, 6.5 million krona overdraft!)
Phew. Anyway, Sigga has as usual helped us to navigate the miles of red tape and explain the situation to all concerned, so it should all be sorted by 4pm tomorrow! Yay!


I think that's pretty much everything. I'm having a pretty lazy time of it, in direct contrast to Ross who is working heaps of overtime plus renovating and working on our pallet bed when he comes home. Hopefully he'll be able to take it a little bit easy while he's on paternity leave!

Thursday, May 19, 2011

The waiting game...

Puppykins has realised that she gets more pats if I don't have to bend down to reach her... And in other news, she's lost three teeth at the front and looks kind of like a hobo.

I think my bendy abilities are at their worst ever: socks, shoes and tights are all becoming severe obstacles in my day-to-day life. As Mum said when I talked to her today, though, can you imagine having octuplets? Where would your organs go?


Had a meeting with the midwife yesterday, it was sort of an informal ante-natal class for just me and Ross. And then seeing as the midwife's English is fairly terrible, it was pretty much just for me. I got lots of good out of it, though! I had figured that I knew next to nothing about childbirth, but then I got scared and did lots of reading, so it turns out I know quite a bit now.
Lots of it is horror stories, but I figure that's for the best. And hey, here's a new word I didn't know about until recently*: lochia - but please don't click the link if you're eating, squeamish or just grossed out by things that are really gross.

* But this is definitely the sort of stuff they should teach in sex ed if they really want to reduce teen pregnancy rates... Ew.

The midwife talked a lot about the really realllly basic nuts and bolts of pregnancy ('Here's a placenta. It gives nutrients to the foetus, and takes away waste products'), which makes me wonder how many clueless teenage girls she talks to. I heard a story from a girl at work, about a young (16-17ish?) friend of hers who was having a baby - her water broke, and she had no idea what was happening... How does anyone get to that point without knowing at least that? Surely movies alone have taught you that amniotic fluid happens. Oh well.

The other reassuring thing about the meeting was that childbirth in Iceland seems to be a pretty laidback affair, and you can pretty much take control of what you want to do. At Akureyri, they have the usual drug options, epidurals and whatnot (and laughing gas - yes!), but they also have acupuncture and stuff like that. Given that there's not much choice of which hospital I go to, I'm glad this one has options.
I think that's the thing that worries me most about the birth, I don't want it to be completely out of my control. Anyway, it sounds like they let you do whatever feels right at the time, which sounds good. Surely it's a natural thing and instinct takes over a bit, yeah? Yeah. 


Tomorrow is my last day at work, I am very much looking forward to not being there anymore! Had a chat with my boss today, and he said he was happy for me to stop, and was generally awesome about it. I'm glad I stuck it out this long, but I guess I'm mostly grateful that I have been healthy enough to do so! 
So now it's a week or four of hanging out and playing the waiting game... The midwife warned us against getting into that frame of mind where you're only focussing on the waiting, so I'm just going to enjoy the time to myself - knit, chill out and have naps with the puppy. It's a good life.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

I want a Sunday kind of love...

... As I just realised I have become a Sunday kind of blogger. Oh well, never mind. There's not too much going on at the moment, we are just chilling out and playing the waiting game! Only three weeks to go til Henry's due, I am both looking forward to it and completely terrified.

Ross has been hard at work this weekend - we've discovered the awesomeness of upcycled pallet furniture and he has been pottering out in the shed trying out some ideas. He also tidied up in there a bit and discovered some pretty neat old things in amongst the junk. Looks like we might do some more creative recycling in the near future...


Yet another realisation that I'm living in a very small town: I was out in the garden with the dog yesterday, and one of our neighbours stopped to chat. She obviously knows exactly who I am, and as always I have no clue as to who she is or what our relationship is - do we even have one?

Anyway, she seems to be the neighborhood watch, and commented on the pallets that we got delivered, the furniture that she remembers being inside the house, our dog-raising methods, the trees in our yard, whether I was working, and so on forever. She was nice and all, but she did remind me a little of the 'nosey neighbour' from some American sitcom. So now I'm totally paranoid anytime I'm outside - good times!


What else? I have started reading this awesome blog called A Cup of Jo, it's just full of really beautiful design and fashion and photos, plus she had a baby a little while ago, so there's lots of that kind of thing, too. I could sit for hours just looking at pretty things. 

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mothers' Day!

That's where I decided the apostrophe should be, so that's where it's going.

Anyway, hope all you Mums had a lovely day, although I realise with the time difference, today is over in a whole bunch of places... But surely gratitude for awesome parenting lasts longer than one day a year!

Must remember to get some better shots of me and my mum while she's over here, only 23 days til she arrives! I can't wait!

And of course while we're talking about motherhood, here's how mine is shaping up at the moment:

36 weeks today, so only four to go - in theory! Ross painted the ceiling for the baby room today, so we're gradually getting there in terms of being ready. My half days at work are pretty awesome, but I tend to be a bit lazy when I get home, so I haven't really been doing much. Must write a list and start working on it!

Sunday, May 1, 2011


It worked!

Daffodils and daisies

D is for...

Days like today... And the day before, and the day before that, actually. Just having time to spend pottering about the house, hanging out with husband and dog and relaxing with my feet up.

Doggy friend! Nina is getting bigger and cuter and more awesome all the time. I've been trying to post a video for ages, but it seems to have stalled, so I may have to put it up in a separate post... Rest assured she is great fun and quite a character, and we're all in love with her.

Wow this letter actually has more options than I need... Let's go with Daisy, one of the awesome ladies I lived with and became friends with in London - I love that sometimes you just end up meeting people that you know you're going to love forever.
- Also, The Drones, my previously mentioned pretty much favourite band, if I have to pick just one.
- Doctor Who - I don't want to start watching the new series, because then I'll just have to watch one every week, and oh, the cliffhangers! I don't know if I can handle that kind of tension right now.


What else? We have just been enjoying life, really. Ross finished three coats on the baby room last weekend, and we have declared this weekend a paint free zone - might do some sanding of windowsills and door frames at some point this afternoon, but we also might not. 

I'm finally cutting back my hours at work. It was pretty cool, I had already decided to just accept the loss of income in favour of rest, and then I talked to the midwife, and it turns out I get a doctor's certificate for the time off! So I continue to get money, and also get to leave at lunchtime AND possibly even get Wednesdays off. Life is good. 


We continue to get free/borrowed baby stuff from all over the place - a lady at work offered me a baby travel cot, it folds up and is ideal for sleepovers. 

Then a guy at work offered Ross a bassinet made out of an old wool washing basket - it is adorable and practical, and came with a bunch of free newborn nappies! Ross ended up working overtime on the day we were supposed to pick it up, so I went and found that they were really nice people. They had their first baby in November, and were full of good advice and reassurance that even if you have no idea what you're doing, it'll be fine. They're moving to a farm down south in July, but they said to drop round anytime soon if we have any questions or just want to hang out.

And then Jóhanna was clearing out her attic and found an old fashioned wooden highchair that we can use once Henry gets a bit bigger - I swear we won't have to buy anything new if we don't want to!