Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts

Friday, June 7, 2013

Finnish Babies Do Sleep In Cardboard Boxes

A couple of days ago, there was a news article on the BBC website titled 'Why Finnish babies sleep in cardboard boxes'.

If you are a Finn, you won't find anything weird in this. But if you are from somewhere else, you might be intrigued to read the article.

To put this shortly, every Finnish* mother gets a free package from the state before their baby is born. The package includes for example a snow suit, other clothes, a bath towel, nail scissors, a book, a teething toy and some muslin squares.

A quiz: find three products that were included in the maternity package in 2010

And yes, there is a mattress that fits the box!

Many parents find a full sized crib to be too large for a newborn to sleep in. The box is smaller and thus like a cozy nest for the small baby. Mothers often make some paddings for the edges of the box, but you can also buy some.

It is not a matter of not having afford to buy a small bed for the baby, but rather it is seen unnecessary to buy one that will be used only for a couple of months.

I took the maternity package when I was pregnant with Fräulein. It was not that we wouldn't be able to find all necessary things ourselves, but it was just nice to receive the package with such a long history. When I was pregnant with Baby, we already had most of the things saved from the first package, so I chose the 140 euros instead.

Neither of our girls have slept in the box, as we had my old baby bed for them to sleep in. Baby is still sleeping her nights in it, but in a month or so, we are going to change to the bigger crib, in which Herr Welle has slept when he was a baby!

Fräulein's first day at home and she is sleeping in my old baby bed

But yes, it is a true story, many Finnish babies do sleep in cardboard boxes!

*) you need to be entitled to the Finnish social security 


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Suomalaisille tässä äitiyspakkauslaatikossa nukkumisessa ei ole mitään ihmeellistä, mutta BBC:llä se ylitti uutiskynnyksen aiemmin tällä viikolla!

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Ultimate Language Test

My German is horrible.

We have been living here for two and half years now, but I barely manage to visit the local grocery store without making a fool out of myself.

And it is one thing to have a conversation with one person, but to participate a group meeting with people you are about to meet many times in the future...

Unrelated photos from our photo session on Sunday...

Yesterday we had an 'Elternnachmittag', or parents afternoon at the Fräulein's Krippe. There were three teachers and the parents of five other kids present.

And the ultimate language test? It consisted of five points.

1. Introduce yourself in German: passed 
The other parents nodded their heads as I was talking, so I guess they understood what I was saying...

2. Understand the information given by the teachers: passed
I think I understood about 95% of it. Especially the head teacher speaks very foreign-friendly German, as she is used to communicating with toddlers.

3. Follow the conversation: partly passed
Some of the parents were very easy to follow, but I have no idea what some of them were talking about. But I was able to laugh at the right moment!

4. Ask questions yourself: passed
I asked if they are really singing christmas carols in May, as Fräulein is singing "O Tannenbaum" at home. And apparently they are...

5. Survive the meeting without making a fool out of yourself: passed
At least I hope so...


The result: I was able to take Fräulein to the Krippe this morning holding my head up high!

Needless to say that neither of these were chosen as the official Mother's Day photo! :)


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Fräuleinin päiväkodissa oli eilen vanhempainilta. Oma kielitaitoni joutui koetukselle, kun yritin selvitä tapaamisesta kunnialla. Ja täytyy sanoa, että ymmärsin kyllä valtaosan asioista ja onnistuin jopa itse kysymään jotain!

Thursday, June 14, 2012

A Shopping List - Or Not

Do you remember The Other Mum, the lady who is always so fresh and stylish and who's style I have been trying to copy?

I haven't seen her for a while, but yesterday I saw her pushing her Bugaboo pram in the city.

First, I thought her hair was dirty (I may have been a bit gleeful there for a moment), but then I realized, she was probably just following this new wet hair trend.

So, what else was new with her? What should I add to my shopping list?

I drove past her with our car, so I didn't have much time to analyze her outfit, but two things caught my eye:

1. extra-huge pilot sunglasses and
2. very tight capri jeans in pale orange / salmon color.

Maybe I should find someone new to copy...

My style is not worth showing here, so here is Fräulein in her Italian style.
Jeggings by Benetton (in Italy, naturally), blouse second-hand.


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Kirjoitin aiemmin toisesta wiesbadenilaisesta äidistä, jolla on Fräuleinin ikäinen tytär ja samanlaiset Bugaboot kuin meillä. Näin hänet taas eilen. Vaaleanoranssit capri-farkut ja jättimäiset pilot-aurinkolasit saivat kuitenkin miettimään, pitäisikö minun etsiä uusi tyyli-ikoni...

Friday, February 24, 2012

Having a Baby In Germany: the Hospital Part

Now, don't get all excited - I'm not saying that we are having another baby! But I have been writing about all baby related things I have come across here in Germany, like the paper work required and how the healthcare of a newborn is arranged. So the two things missing are the pregnancy and the hospital parts.

We moved to Germany about a month before Fräulein was born, so I don't really have much experience about being pregnant in Germany. But she was born here, so I can tell you about choosing the hospital and what is to be expected there. I know that more and more women are giving birth at their own homes or these 'birth homes', which are not medical facilities. But when I was pregnant with Fräulein, I only considered different hospitals, so this post is really only about that choice.

Like all doctor's offices, also the hospitals are private here. In Finland, you must have your baby in the hospital, which happens to be 'your' hospital, based on the city you live in. But here in Germany, you are able to choose the hospital. Because of this, there is a bit of competition between the hospitals, as they want as many customers as possible. And I guess that is partly the cause why especially the smaller hospitals seem to be very cozy and friendly. That is something I'm not sure I could say about Finnish hospitals...

The hospitals have introduction events (Info-Abend) for future parents, usually 1-4 times per month. There you have a short lecture about the hospital and their services and afterwards you can have a look at the delivery rooms and the maternity ward. I think this is great, because then you can meet the staff and really feel the atmosphere of the hospital. Although some of the lectures might be a bit too praising...

When you have chosen your hospital, you should contact them to arrange a meeting, in which their collect your personal data and information about your pregnancy. Hospitals usually recommend to have this meeting about 8-6 before your due date.  You can also go to most of the hospitals without this pre-meeting, but when you have done this beforehand, you don't need to worry about the paper work when you are going to the hospital to have your baby.

When we moved to Wiesbaden, we were a bit in a hurry in choosing the hospital. There are three hospitals with maternity wards in Wiesbaden. One of the hospitals, HSK, is a big one and they also have a ward for sick children. The other two are smaller and cozier, but if there is something wrong with the baby, she/he will be moved to HSK for treatment.


We went to see all of the three hospitals. It was clear for me that, as there wasn't anything exceptional in my pregnancy, I would choose one of the smaller hospitals. A friend of mine had had her baby in Paulinen Klinik and had liked it a lot. So, I called them to make an appointment. Already on the phone I got a bit funny feeling, as the nurse did not speak any English and giggled a lot. I was able to make an appointment, but at the meeting the nurse, who was taking my notes (not the same one as on the phone), giggled in trying to find the right words. So much so that she had to leave the room at one point.

This experience made me think that I wouldn't like the nurses behaving like that while I was in labor. There is nothing wrong in trying to find the right words or being in a good mood, but I really didn't like to face that giggling in the delivery room!

There are a lot of Americans here in Wiesbaden, because the U.S. Army is based here. I thought that maybe these American families would prefer the other smaller hospital, catholic St. Josefs-Hospital. And I was proven right. I was able to make an appointment on a short notice and in the waiting room I talked with an American mother, who had given birth a couple of hours earlier (she was already leaving the hospital!). The nurse I talked with spoke perfect English and they even had many documents translated in English. So, my decision was made: Fräulein was to be born here!

And so she did. I won't go into details of her birth here, but I must say that I was very happy with St. Josephs Hospital. Everyone was nice and professional. On the maternity ward they even arranged so that we were taken care of by the nurse who was the most experienced in speaking English.

Three-days-old Fräulein in her hospital bed.

Before Fräulein was born, I had some questions about the German system. There were also things I didn't even come to think of. I'll list some of them here, in case someone else in wondering the same things. And yes, some of these things might sound completely normal for some of you, but I'm from Finland and used to the ways things are handled there.

  • There are anesthetics available for you while in labor, if you choose to have some. At the pre-meeting I was given a document about all the possible drugs so that I could read it in advance and just sign the consent when needed. Everything went so quickly that I didn't have time to get any drugs, but I wondered afterwards, why they didn't offer me any laughing gas, which is quite popular in Finland. 
  • In Germany, you usually stay in the hospital for three nights, because then your baby can have her U2 check done at the hospital. You can leave the hospital as soon as a couple of hours after birth, if you feel like it, but then the hospital wants to make sure that you have booked the U2 check with the baby's doctor before you leave.
  • Many hospitals have family rooms, but you cannot book one in advance. In our case, there was only one other mother with her baby in the ward when we arrived, so Herr Welle was able to stay with us in the room which was normally equipped for two mothers.


The view from our 'family room'

  • In Germany, the hospital doesn't provide the towels or the clothes for you to wear while you stay there, so you must pack those in your hospital back. They do provide clothing for the baby.

For some reason, all the baby clothes at the hospital
were very big for a newborn (56 or 62cm)

  • If you are not German, you should take your own birth-certificate to the hospital with you. And if you are married, take also your marriage-certificate and the husband's birth-certificate. I can say from experience that it makes things a whole lot easier...
  • In Germany, you must give a name to your baby soon after the birth (in Finland you have two months to do this). They asked for the name as soon as Fräulein was born. We only had one name decided at that point. The two other names we filled in the form, in which all birth details were documented. This had to be filled before we left the hospital.
  • They do not teach how to wash the baby's bottom under running water. I have been told that, in Finland, you cannot leave the hospital before you know how to do that safely. But here you just wipe the bottom with baby-wipes or wet towels.
  • Many German hospitals have a certificate called 'Baby-Friendly Hospital'. The main points of the certificate are that the breastfeeding is encouraged in every way possible and the hospital practices rooming in, so that the baby shares the room with the mother. I would have taken these things as granted, but apparently they are relatively new practices.
  • And something I did wonder a lot, although it now sounds a bit silly: You can go to a catholic hospital even if you are not catholic yourself. The nurses were not dressed as nuns, actually the only 'catholic' thing there were the crucifixes above the doors.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Something Small For Mum

Yay!

It has been five years since the last time I bought new eyeglasses. But now I have got myself a new pair!

Maybe I should have blurred the picture to hide the crow's-feet...


Monday, December 19, 2011

Things I Would Not Have Found In My Handbag

As I will be traveling tomorrow, I decided to go through my handbag so that I wouldn't carry anything I don't need. Mostly I found some cookie crumbs from the bottom of the bag, but I also noticed that there were a lot of things that hadn't been there before.

So, here are the things I would not have found in my handbag a year and a half earlier:


  • a diaper and some wet wipes,
  • a Hello Kitty box/mirror,
  • small mittens,
  • a Winnie the Pooh Duplo,
  • a pacifier and a box for pacifiers,
  • a bag with rice cakes (yuck!) and cookies,
  • a parrot, and
  • a passport, let alone TWO passports.

Funny, how things change!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Accessories Race

I have found myself in arms race with another mum here in Wiesbaden. This race is quite one-sided, as The Other Mum does not know about it. To tell you the truth, I think she hasn't even noticed me...

This all began about a year ago. In several occasions, when I was walking with my baby in the pram to the city, I saw The Other Mum sharing the same route and pushing a pram. She also had a Bugaboo Cameleon, although her pram was off-white, where as mine was dark brown.


Besides the Bugaboo and similar route to the city, we had nothing else in common. The biggest difference was in our appearances. We both had often jeans and a jacket on, and our hair in ponytail. But where my look was created in less than 5 minutes, The Other Mum always looked like a personal shopper had chosen her outfit and she had spent about two hours at hairdresser.

And The Other Mum had a cup-holder in her Bugaboo.

And The Other Mum had a Longchamp diaper bag (Le pliage Hobo bag, in off-white to match the pram).

The Other Mum looked always so fresh and stylish, so I wanted to steal some of her look. First, I bought the cup-holder. It was cheapest at o-baby.de, for 19€. Quite much for a cup-holder, but I reasoned that there would be a lot of use for it in summer with water bottle (there has!) and I saved with the delivery costs, when I ordered the footmuff at the same time.

You can also use the cup-holder for jumbo-size take-away drinks!

I guess I had talked about this quite a lot at home, because on Mothers Day, I got the Longchamp diaper bag from Herr Welle! But to reduce my happiness, he told me he had seen The Other Mum in the Kurhaus parking garage, and she had had a Porsche Cayenne as her shopping bag! And according to Herr Welle, I was not going to get similar for my birthday...

Both the cup-holder and the Longchamp bag came handy last summer in Italy.

I was quite happy for the situation and my paths did not cross that often with The Other Mum anymore.

But this week I saw her again.

And The Other Mum had a new Luis Vuitton bag!

I hope it is not too late to write to Santa Claus...