Three Months: Faster Than a Speeding Bullet

  • February 9, 2011 10:54 PM

I’m a little late in posting this entry as Pumpkin is now 14 weeks, but we’ve been busy traveling and moving back to the US. By the end of this third month, Pumpkin had added 3 countries (Turkey, France, and the US) to her list. We joke that if she’s been to 3 continents by 3 months, will she have seen them all by a year? :) I feel a little bad dragging her on all our travels, but thankfully, she sleeps well on airplanes and in her stroller.

Love this grin!

With as much time as she’s spent in her stroller, I’ve tried to give her plenty of playtime too. This month, she’s really taken an interest in her play gym and the toys dangling over her bouncy chair. By the end of the month, she could grasp cloth, so I rigged one of her burp cloths to the music ring on her chair so she could trigger it herself. She also loves movement – when we kick her legs, clap her hands, or blow raspberries, she giggles.

Tiny Toes

Pumpkin has started noticing the world around her, and is now less interested in being worn in her Wrap as it doesn’t give her a good view. Instead, she prefers to be carried face out, but thankfully, she’s still light (just 11.5 lbs). I didn’t imagine that I’d have such a small baby, but I don’t think it’s anything to worry about. She’s a very strong and alert little girl.

Tiny Fingers

At the end of the month, our prenatal class had a reunion. It was really great to see all the new moms and dads again, and finally meet the babies. They were all around 3 months and cute as can be. As we shared our birth stories and new parent experiences, it was reassuring to hear that some of the challenges we’ve had are perfectly normal and were experienced by others.

Prenatal Class Reunion

This month has really sped by and I’m backlogged on all our trip photos, but I’ve posted some random photos and videos of Pumpkin to PicasaWeb:

First Night in San Fransisco

  • February 1, 2011 9:05 PM

Night view from our temporary apartment

It finally hit me that we’re moving to California when I saw the sun set into the ocean from the airplane. It rose from the ocean where I grew up. Our flights were great, but I’m still running on fumes from the jetlag. In the meantime, here are a couple of observations I had on our first night in our new home:

  • People speak English! I keep using the French ‘Pardon” though, when I’m trying to get around others. And people are chatty too. Our waitress told me about her 4-month old niece. The salesman at T-mobile told me about his upcoming trip to Japan and how he’s going to propose to his girlfriend.
  • San Francisco has some crazy mean hills, and we’re staying right in the middle of them.  At the cross street outside our apartment, two directions are steep ups, and the other two are steep downs. And the city is noisy too – cable cars, sirens, an ongoing hum, horns – all night long.
  • Eating out was a totally different experience. We got pizza…and picked it up with our hands. The cups were huge, and had ice, and free refills. The check was brought to us, without asking, as soon as we were done eating. And suggested tipping amounts were printed on the bill.

It’s a busy week for us – getting cell phone plans, a bank account, ZipCar memberships, and hopefully we can start exploring the different neighborhoods to see where we want to end up. I’m carrying my little pocket camera around with me, so I will try to get some photos posted soon.