It has been done

We have finally stated Paxlet’s name* publicly. I am glad to be able to call him by his name and not Paxlet and BabyBoy, although I think I’ll still call him BabyBoy for some time, as that is what he is: my baby boy.

We finished cleaning, cooking and getting the house ready in the morning. Mid-day, Mr Siili and I took Paxlet for a walk. Just as we crossed the street to start our walk, I fell down. I have no idea what happened. One second I was walking and pushing the stroller, the next I was on all fours in the gravel. Because it happened to quickly, I even took the stroller down with me, but thankfully Paxlet was snuggled up in the stroller and was only scooted down to the bottom half of it. Me on the other hand, I’m quite sore today. I bruised both knees, scraped up the left knee, have a bruise on my left arm and the outer edge of my right foot hurts quite badly and is half bruised. After a bit of rest, cold and putting my foot up (but not nearly enough) yesterday, it is feeling a bit better today. I’m still walking slowly and carefully and limping. Doh!

When Mr Siili’s family arrived, we chatted, ate, told the name and then had dessert and chatted some more. Everyone seemed to like the name. At least no one openly spoke against it.

Flowers from Mr Siili’s parents.

A few hours later, I Skyped with my family and told them the name also. My sister and aunt liked the name. My dad didn’t say much and my stepmom just got the spelling correct and left the room without having said much. It seems I’ve pissed her off again. I have no idea if it has to do with the whole naming ceremony (and it not going as she has tried to plan it) or if she is upset that Paxlet and I are not traveling to the US for a week in the next couple of months. Although, that’s another post in and of itself.

After sharing Paxlet’s name with friends (on FB), I have learned that two friends have also given their son the same middle name as our boy. Doh! I had no idea! AND I found out my good friend R’s husband’s brothers first and second name are exactly the same. I knew about the first name, but not the second. I guess we’ve got good names, eh?

*As I said earlier, I don’t feel comfortable revealing our boy’s name here on my blog. I will continue to refer to him as Paxlet, but if someone would like to learn his name, I’d be willing to share it with you privately.
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Fruit and more fruit!

The fruits pictured below are half of my food shopping today (minus one mango that didn’t survive being home even 5 minutes). One of the grocery store chains is having their “super days” sales where many of the fruits are 1€ per kilo or container. I love it when this chain has this sale because I can get so many different fruits that I love for very cheap. Plus, the slightly more exotic fruits, such as mangoes, coconuts and sometimes pineapples, are brought in en masse and are fresher during this time as tons of them are brought in for the sale!

Now I just need to eat them all before Paxlet arrives.

15,00€ worth of fruit!

This past Saturday, Mr Siili and I went to a friend’s house for grilled food, crepes, wood sauna, a swim in the lake and a few games of pool/billiards. The food was superb and we all ate way too much! The sauna was perfectly hot and the lake cool (20C / 70F) although it felt cold, which is why it was perfect to switch back and forth between the two. And once I warmed up, I wasn’t too bad at playing pool. The only downside was that I was on my feet quite a bit, which caused my fingers, ankles and especially the tops of my feet to get very swollen and painful.

Sunday, Mr Siili and I slept in late, then lazed around the house on a rainy day. I took a 3 hour nap early in the afternoon and then Skyped with my family in the evening. My family is so excited about Paxlet’s arrival. (We are too!) There was lots of discussion about labour, breathing, pain relief, nursing and so on. I can’t wait for this next part of the journey to get underway.

Right now, this is what is in the chair next to me. I love these kitties!

Rusty & Mansi

Skype with my sister

It’s 1:15am and I really should be in bed. But I just got done with a Skype call to my sister. My poor sister was in tears from the get go. She’s hurting. Badly. Not only did our mom die a month ago, but her best friend was murdered a couple of months before that. She’s having a really hard time with life right now. She’s questioning life itself and what’s the point of it? And the only thing I can tell her is that I’ve been there too. I know! We all just have to figure out what life means for us. I also know that in the mind frame she was in, those words weren’t much help.

I feel so bad and guilty for being half a world away. I feel like I am getting off easy. I’m not there in our mom’s (former) place every day, going through her shit and trying to figure out what to get rid of and what to keep. I so desperately would love to be there with her right now. But I can’t and it just plain sucks. I miss my sister. I miss my mom. I miss my entire family.