Archive for January, 2012

January 12th, 2012

It’s a girl!

Yesterday was a big day for our family; our third child was born in Kätilöopisto children hospital. We have two boys that now have a precious baby sister.

Our girl sleeping on her father's chest.

Our girl sleeping on her father’s chest.

This time it was a scheduled section, and I was more nervous than with the delivery of the boys. Maybe then the excitement was more focused on the date and now on the actual operation.

Everything went smoothly. We arrived to the hospital around 7.00 in the morning and she was born at 10.41. I had the privilege to entertain her two hours until Sanna was brought back to the room from the operation.

After getting everything in order, I popped over to our home to pick up the boys and Sanna’s parents to see the baby. Niilo, the younger, was really interested in the sister — fortunately positively — until I gave them some football cards to keep them entertained.

Sanna and the baby should come home late tomorrow.

January 4th, 2012

Skiing trips

The current winter has been extremely warm here in southern Finland — yes, I know that our extremely wam winters are cold for most of the readers, but my country, my standards. Anyhow, it has rained almost every day, and there has not been any snow to speak of.

This has been quite a bummer, as I fell in love with downhill skiing last winter, and now I’m handicapped due to weather.

One nearby ski resort opened their kids’ slope, and we decided to check it out. Both boys were really keen on going there, and the older one hadn’t forgot the skiing unlike the younger one. I started to wonder why did I pay 38 euros for being able to run the slope up with the child next to the lift, helping him to maintain his balance and his grab on the rope, and and then run the slope down trying to catch him, if the speed got too fast — as it always did.

After a few fuming tries we drew back to the café to eat pizza and think about the options. I focused on looking out of the window to calm down, and then went back to the slope with the older one. Sanna had a discussion with the younger, and for some reason he got his act together during the break.

We decided to skip the lift for a while, I pushed him upwards and then he skied down — now also controlling the speed. After a few successful runs, we moved back to the lift. To my amazement, he used it like a pro. Instead of running, I could walk up the slope.

After all, the day was success — albeit a bit pricey one.

Now the older son is visiting Sanna’s parents in Taivalkoski, where they have enough snow. There is a smallish ski resort just one kilometer from their house, so he can ski as much as he likes.

This was the first time for him to fly alone (an unaccompanied minor), a feat to remember. He also got a mobile phone and called like six times during the first day. I’ll pick him up on Sunday, let’s see how many tales he has to tell…