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28 April 2006
Amazing
This week I had my Bachelor Thesis Presentation, one test in analytic mathematics and one test in a bit more advanced physics. This really made me worried as both tests were the-last-chance-tests as I have written them both several times before without mayor success, in other words I have failed in them many times in the past.
The circumstances for getting all this done were not great as I haven’t slept almost anything as I’m not used to the getting-up-several-times-during-the-night-thing yet, and it has really sucked the juice out of me. I haven’t either been able to study almost anything for these tests, for the reason of me having been trying to figure out how to be a parent for the last few weeks.
But today, on this Friday, I have, with most certainty, passed both tests and made a great presentation of my Bachelors thesis! And I can’t understand it, I really can’t.
The only explanation I have is that I have a heavenly Father that’s taking care of me, who’s carrying me when I can’t walk on my own.
In the same way that I do, and will continue doing, with Aron.
Amazing, isn’t it?
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27 April 2006
There are...
Aron is the fireman-kind of baby, he never misses a chance to pee when his diaper is gone. He’s very sneaky with it all also, if you stand ready with a paper or a diaper, to prevent everything in the area to wet down, he simple pukes or show you a buggy in his nose that you simple need to attend to, and while you are busy you can see in the corner of your eye a nice little stream of “water” traveling through the air.
He eats, sometimes too little though, and sleeps, and is a very kind baby.I’m still rather tired at the moment as I have had two (one is tomorrow) mayor tests this week and also my bachelors degree presentation this week.
About him looking like Toby MacGuire should not be taken too seriously, as I one day thought he looked just like Dirty Harry when he made a face.He also had his second bath last Sunday, in his whole life that is!
Well, I could write a lot more, but I’ll try to keep my posts short, but more frequent.
PS. Doesn't he look cool in his black pants with red hearts and black socks that say "born to rock"?!
We definately need a cool shirt to go with them. But don't they say that everything goes with black? =)
And notice his little mohawk!
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22 April 2006
Going on
Today we have just kept going in the same way as yesterday. We wake up and our whole day evolves around Aron. He slept very well this night, only waking up once at 3 am. Then he ate, produced thingies in his diapers, cried a bit, and ate, and so on… And in between it all he looks like he’s pondering about the great issues of life.
The highlight of the day was when I tried to get him to eat some more, just to see how much he can eat at once. He looked a bit annoyed at me, and made some faces, and for a blink of an eye he looked exactly like Toby McGuire! How freaky isn’t that? =)
We are still trying to get a hold of the new situation, being mommy and daddy that is. It’s quite hard to grasp quite yet, and we’re making a lot of guesses on just how things are supposed to be done.
Over and out. Peace.
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21 April 2006
The Aron Experience
But then we finally came home and tried out the compatibility of our home, we tried out Aron’s bed and it seemed to be ok, we tried the nursing table, which also seemed ok. He slept on the sofa, in the pram, in the car-chair, on our bed, and everything seemed to be just well.The night went quite okay, he whined a bit at times but was else really kind to us. We got to sleep about three hours at a time, and that seemed to be enough as we are both alive today, not kicking though.
He makes all kind of funny faces; we haven’t really figured them all out just yet. But this far he seems to be patience with us for not always knowing what he means. To be honest I don’t think he himself always knows what he wants to say.Today grand-grand-ma visited to measure some drapes for the bedroom as the sun is starting to irritate us in the mornings, and it will get worse soon, because in Finland the sun NEVER goes down during summer.
And later on grandpa came by to say hello, he’s over two meters tall, that’s about 6,6 feet I think… I hope Aron gets some of those genes, so he can become a pro basketball player one day. I’m gonna buy him a small basketball as soon as he starts walking!Grandma and her husband will come by here some time today, and then we will eat cake, yum! But of course Aron needs to keep to the milk. No cake for you son…
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19 April 2006
Diaper Master
Tomorrow my wife and my baby boy are coming home!
I’ve been cleaning, and making the home ready as much as I have had time to do so. I have made the bed ready for Aron, I have boiled all of his bottles and I have installed an extra heating unit in the bathroom. My mom has also been here and helped me with the cleaning part, or actually she has done the most of the cleaning. After all I’m still just a simple man, and cleaning can be quite difficult.
When everything was nice and tidy I celebrated by making myself some toast and a milkshake.
I thought about making some hot cocoa with chili in it, one of my favorites, but I didn’t. Don’t know why I didn't.
But anyway, tomorrow they will come home! I can barely wait!
Big thanks to my older sister, Bodil, for making the most sweet baby quilt in the whole world! (It’s the one with the bunny on it… Or according to her it’s a were-rabbit)
P.S. I changed my first doodie-diper today! That was really an experience of its own. Aron was really mad with me, I think it took to long; he was like totally “Daaaad! Hurry up! My bum is getting really cold! What are you doing?!”
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16 April 2006
Aron Wilhelm Valdemar Knuts
Born on the 16th of April at 8:17 in the morning.
It was a late, foggy evening during Easter. We were on our way back home from an Easter conference in our church. It had been a pretty intensive weekend, with late nights and early mornings. We came home at about midnight.
I went to sleep totally unaware of what was going to happen. My wife did not go to sleep, even though I thought she did. She started feeling pains in her pregnant belly, believing that they were going to pass; she tried to go to sleep. She was still trying to sleep when I woke up at about 4 in the night. She told me she had pains. I tried to stay calm, but it was very hard. My heart started beating and I started sweating. I asked her “is this it?”.
She said that she didn’t know. I called the hospital and they wanted to speak with Tanja. They said it was still ok, no hurry whatsoever. Feeling absolutely helpless I ventured out into the night in search of a drugstore to buy some painkillers for her, in Finland there is only one brand of painkillers that pregnant women can take, they are called “Panadol”.
I circulated all of the drugstores in Vasa, the city where we live. And even though they are only three of them, it still took a while as I was on foot. They were all closed of course. The only good thing that came out of my trip was that I could calm down a bit.
When I came back home my wife was in pain. I couldn’t do anything and I hadn’t found any painkillers for her. Finally we decided to go to the hospital in order to get some painkillers for Tanja as the pains were getting rather unbearable, I think at least as I couldn’t feel them…
The pains I’m writing about, I think they are called contractions in English? Yes, I think they are. Now it’ll be easier to follow…
So when we decided to start going the water broke, or at least we think it did, although we weren’t really sure about it. Anyway we decided to go. I called one of our pastors, who had promised to drive us to the hospital when the time came, even though it would be in the middle of the night. And so he did, big thanks to Mr. Federico.
We came to the hospital. Tanja had to lie still for a half hour when they took a curve of her contractions. It was a very painful half hour, as she was further gone than they had first believed. During this stage she also finally got her “Panadol”, which shouldn’t have helped so much this late anymore, or so I think but I’m no expert on this subject.
When they realized she was gone pretty far they rushed us to a room just to leave us there for a while. Suddenly Tanja says “I think the baby is coming!”. As everything had gone so fast no one had had the chance to show us where the alarm button was located. So I rushed out to find some midwives. I did. They told me “you should puss the button”, to which I answered “No one shown us any button but the baby is coming now”.
Then it all began. It was the most exciting, and one of the scariest things I’ve been through in my life. Looking back at it now it all seems to have been so unreal, but I know that when we were there it all felt so real as anything has ever done, I have never been so present in my whole life.
The pushing stage took rather long. But Tanja was amazing! She was so strong and though, I could only admire her and be by her side. Myself, I had to lie down on the floor for five minutes not to pass out, but I had prepared myself with some “glukos” sugar pills. So I got back up and the rest went really good. The midwife was really surprised, “You actually got him out with only a “Panadol” as a painkiller (plus the other local painkiller shots, no idea what to call them in English, in Finnish it sounds nice “paikallisia puudutuksia”), and it went very fast”. She called it a very natural birth, and I think that’s a good thing.
We came to the hospital at 6 in the morning, and Aron saw the light of the world at 8:17 in the morning.
It was amazing when he came out and Tanja said “It’s a boy”. It was such a rush.
After Tanja had held him and they had stitched her up, they had to cut her open a bit, I got to hold him. It was simply amazing. I got to cut his umbilical cord and later on I got to wash him. He was so slippery, but he was so calm in the water, I almost think he trusted me in some way.
Suddenly we noticed that Tanjas arm was very swollen, but they said it was going to be ok. Looked rather cool though...
When everything had been done that had to be done in that stage we got breakfast and champagne. Then we were moved to the room where Tanja is going to spend the next few days.
I’m so proud. Not speechless but I cannot find the right words for it all. This is the biggest thing I ever have experienced. I feel proud, grateful, humbly, happy and very confused. I have not slept for a very long time, I woke up at 8 on Saturday morning, and now it’s Sunday night.
To sum it up, 10 points to Mommy, 10 to Aron, for being so brave, cute and wonderful, and 7½ points to Daddy. =)
I love my wife so much! And I love my son so much!
Aron Wilhelm Valdemar Knuts, he’s so wonderful.
I’ll end with his strategic measurements: 3770 grams and 52 centimeters.
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11 April 2006
My Wife
My wife is lovely, beautiful, artistic, wonderful, nice, kind, loving and at this time very pregnant. Her name is Tanja.She is absolutely the best that I have on this earth; I love her so very much.
The story of how we ended up together is a long and rather complicated story; I bet it would be a rather good movie manuscript. But in the end it all turned out for the better. This summer we have been married for three whole years!
And as said, soon we are having our first baby, which is a great adventure in itself. It’s something that we simple not can have any experience of from before; it’s something that’s going to be so different. Certainly a whole new chapter in our common book.
She’s so pregnant now (read “big”, but in a nice and cuddly pregnant way), and our baby is to arrive within the next few weeks. Today we bought a car chair(?), or something… The thing that the baby sits in when it’s in the car, you know? Felt kinda funny as we haven’t got a car yet.
We’ve had a great couple of years, I’m looking forward to a great life together.
PS. It's hard to find photos of her, as it's usually she whose behind the camera...
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10 April 2006
My Sisters
I have two sisters. They are both great and I like them very much. We are all so unlike the other, and then again so alike. That is the great thing with siblings, you may not hang out with them very much, but still they are some of the persons you know best, and they know you.
My older sister is very intelligent, brave, and usually manages great on her own. She’s, if a may, a real bookworm, she reads books in a pace that I only could wish for. She knows more languages than I can count on my fingers, almost.
My younger sister is a young rebel, who’s a great person and very artistic. Right now she’s a teenager, which makes some things in her world difficult for the rest of the world to understand, but it somehow still all makes sense. But however, all in all also she is great.
I have been blessed with great and interesting siblings.
I hope they won’t kill me for posting small, small pics of them here. (C’mon, you can barely see yourselves!) =)
If you have siblings of your own, take care of them! They are treasures!
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06 April 2006
Has been Britain's bestselling novelist...
“Fantasy is an exercise bicycle for the mind. It might not take you anywhere, but it tones up the muscles that can. Of course, I could be wrong.”
“Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind.”
“He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting "All the Gods are bastards."”
“Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.”
“They say a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, but it's not one half so bad as a lot of ignorance.”
“Writing is the most fun you can have by yourself.”
These are all quotations of one and the same author, and he happens to be one of my favorite writers. Although after reading 6 books in a row you may have to face the fact that too much may actually be too much. But after a while you can continue on a new one. I’m talking of Terry Pratchett, great author but not for serious readers, or maybe he is? Sneeky sneaky…
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