Our little one is getting super active these days. Tons of kicks, and apparently this is around the expected time for this to happen. Sunday morning he was more active than I've ever felt him. Major somersaulting going on in there. Apparently after week 28 we're supposed to count kicks to make sure he's giving at least 10 solid ones every 2 hours. It's some kind of health measure. Maybe I can make an Excel spreadsheet for that...
Kicks aside, I have to say the whole baby thing has been rather unreal since we arrived in Vancouver a week and a half ago. I think it must be the nature of getting settled in. It's hard to focus on anything besides putting together our house and making sure that the transition to work is going smoothly. We're spending nearly every moment of our free time exploring, learning about the city, and looking up our local friends and family. My cousin Dean and his wife just had a baby last week, so the family grows! We have started looking into cribs and strollers, so perhaps that will add some concreteness to this mystery baby that's headed our way.
Yesterday, while reading a novel in a Starbucks, there was a family that came in with their two little girls and a boy toddler. At first, I was pondering how cute they all were, going on their thanksgiving family outing, but it soon became clear that the little boy was a bit of a misbehavor. Actually a lot. So much that we had to leave. He kept insisting loudly on getting whatever he wanted, so much so that his voice was hoarse from yelling. Reflecting on it afterwards, it's quite possible that he was autistic. Initially when they showed up I was annoyed, but I definitely felt for the parents when I realized this might be the case. I can't imagine what that would be like.
My thoughts are a bit scattered these days, as you can probably tell, but we persevere in establishing a semblance of stability here on the West Coast. I am definitely looking forward to the day when I actually realize fully that we live here and so will our little one!
Kicks aside, I have to say the whole baby thing has been rather unreal since we arrived in Vancouver a week and a half ago. I think it must be the nature of getting settled in. It's hard to focus on anything besides putting together our house and making sure that the transition to work is going smoothly. We're spending nearly every moment of our free time exploring, learning about the city, and looking up our local friends and family. My cousin Dean and his wife just had a baby last week, so the family grows! We have started looking into cribs and strollers, so perhaps that will add some concreteness to this mystery baby that's headed our way.
Yesterday, while reading a novel in a Starbucks, there was a family that came in with their two little girls and a boy toddler. At first, I was pondering how cute they all were, going on their thanksgiving family outing, but it soon became clear that the little boy was a bit of a misbehavor. Actually a lot. So much that we had to leave. He kept insisting loudly on getting whatever he wanted, so much so that his voice was hoarse from yelling. Reflecting on it afterwards, it's quite possible that he was autistic. Initially when they showed up I was annoyed, but I definitely felt for the parents when I realized this might be the case. I can't imagine what that would be like.
My thoughts are a bit scattered these days, as you can probably tell, but we persevere in establishing a semblance of stability here on the West Coast. I am definitely looking forward to the day when I actually realize fully that we live here and so will our little one!
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