Peaks from the past week

Yep his all over. He's a champion at crawling now and trying to stand with his legs. The walk chair has sent him on a rocket speed developement. Suddenly he could turn and walk to what he liked, it actually helped the crawling a lot. My God he's cute when that little bum wiggles around on the floor.
I started going away every day so slowly he got even more mamma sick. But it's wonderful to see how Robin and Morgan's bond is getting much stronger since Robin now is home everyday with our little one. His sleep is getting a little violent, very unrestful. But his still ever so happy all the time during the day.

The secret From the secret Babyclub

Robin got this secret from a friend in Canada who also has a small child....so now we're in on the secret.....AND HERE I THOUGHT WE WERE THE ONES TRAINING HIM (Morgan that is). Well it was quite hillarious to get it since we have been in this situation since october 9'th!!!!!!!!! Ohhh we so wan't to have it stop. But no. No good ideas came from this txt.

OK, here's my situation. My Mommy has had me for almost 7 months. The first few months were great--I cried, she picked me up and fed me, anytime, day or night. Then something happened. Over the last few weeks, she has been trying to STTN (sleep thru the night).

At first, I thought it was just a phase, but it is only getting worse. I've talked to other babies, and it seems like it's pretty common after Mommies have had us for around 6 months.

Here's the thing: these Mommies don't really need to sleep. It's just a habit. Many of them have had some 30 years to sleep--they just don't need It anymore. So I am implementing a plan. I call it the Crybaby Shuffle. It goes like this:

Night 1--cry every 3 hours until you get fed. I know, it's hard. It's hard to see your Mommy upset over your crying. Just keep reminding yourself, it's for her own good.
Night 2--cry every 2 hours until you get fed.
Night 3--every hour. Most Mommies will start to respond more quickly after about 3 nights.
Some Mommies are more alert, and may resist the change longer. These Mommies may stand in your doorway for hours, shhhh-ing. Don't give in. I cannot stress this enough: CONSISTENCY IS KEY!! If you let her STTN, just once, She will expect it every night. I KNOW IT'S HARD! But she really does not need the sleep, she is just resisting the change. If you have an especially alert Mommy, you can stop crying for about 10 minutes, just long enough for her to go back to bed and start to fall asleep. Then cry again. It WILL eventually work. My Mommy once stayed awake for 10 hours straight, so I Know she can do it.

Last night, I cried every hour. You just have to decide to stick to it and just go for it. BE CONSISTENT! I cried for any reason I could come up with. My sleep sack tickled my foot. I felt a wrinkle under the sheet. My mobile made a shadow on the wall. I burped, and it tasted like pears. I hadn't eaten pears since lunch, what's up with that? The cat said "meow". I should know. My Mommy reminds me of this about 20 times a day LOL. Once I cried just because I liked how it sounded when it echoed on the monitor in the other room. Too hot, too cold, just right--doesn't matter! Keep crying!! It took awhile, but it worked. She fed me at 4am. Tomorrow night, my goal is 3:30am. You need to slowly shorten the interval between feedings in order To reset your Mommies' internal clocks.

ps. Don't let those rubber things fool you, no matter how long you suck on them, no milk will come out. Trust me.

Tree climbing with Papa

A man and his bottle

The passion of the bottle can certainly show the thousand faces of even a very new human being

Today we enjoyed a loooooong bath together

Yep me in the shower and Morgan in the bathtub. Absolutely wonderful.

The mighty History

The view from our livingroom north through the balcony


Creating the sweets on xmas eve -2005, at Mormor and Morfar's


This years xmas parcel design


Our dinner table in new surroundings...ohhh look at the trees -so close, ohh love it


The belly in the kitchen


Morfar and Mamma discussing interieur decorating


Pappa playng with the cot in out NEW kitchen @ out new home


Goodbye charming Vesterbro flat....with dog puhs on top of stones and every where, fighterdogs, drunks, drugs, smelly noises, allnight partys, no parkingspaces, lots of parking tickets, Fisketorvet, old sad upstair neighbours....


The last time at the laundrymat...NEVER EVER AGAIN


Pappa to be, working at his studio @ Vestre Kirkegaard in Copenhagen


In November Amanda gives birth to Iridi...and we see Andrews soft happy eyes properly


And momma to be is protecting the belly


After taking up a tree at the summerhouse, Robin's in for an autum swim....


Here is our little Ameba also called Pickles (hmmmm it looks like a boy) ((the Taroth cards said that something is very different than expected)) (((Ohhhhhhh PLEASE that she's OK)))



John Cummings visit us during the hormonal storms-in between we sightsee CPH (that's short for copenhagen)


But suddenly I feel so utterly tired -every day....AND my God...I'm pregnant...!!


We play and we love


We work


The summer is strong and so is our love


Well back in Copenhagen I find us a Flat and await my sweetheart. 1 month of waiting and there he is. Oh what joy. We sit on the floor and eat....no furniture yet!


And off I went, travelling the world, visiting exotic places, meeting exotic people. In Tokyo at a temple, I bought this Kimono. It's for children....actually it's for a boy (I had no Idea at the time) I later learnt this:
((About thirty days after a Japanese baby is born, it is taken to the Shinto shrine for its first shrine visit. This occasion is called miyamairi and the kimono used for that day is a special garment. The event is comparable to our christening. The miyamairi kimono (christening dress) is actually draped around the infant while the kimono’s ties are loosely draped about the mother’s neck. Miyamairi is the formal event by which the child becomes a parishioner of a Shinto shrine))


This amazing logcabin was the perfect setting to seale our pagt in that beautiful bed. No electricity, fridge or traffic.....just a woodstove and fetching the water from the pond


It was under this breathtaking vancouver sky I decided to say yes and enter the baby-project with the man I have chosen to open my heart to


We spent many hours on this front porch at the Blue House. In the bitter cold we were indeed warm


Entoxicating AND life inspiring, Vancouver cherry trees


These are th eyes in wich Morgan is nothing but a sparcle....yet


It all started in Vancouver. It was a warm January. The bedroom view was amazing. And so was Robin.