Yesterday was Oma day. That is, a day out with my mom, who has taken a liking to being called “Oma,” German for “Grandma.” Dad, of course, will be Opa. They aren’t quite used to the fact that Christian’s mom will be Oma as well, and his step-dad will be Opa. We’re fairly confident that Hannah will be able to discern between the two Omas and the two Opas, lol. Of course, traditionally, each set of grandparents in the U.S. has their own name. My maternal grandparents were “Gran” and “Pop.” My paternal grandparents were “Nama”and “Pappa Page.” But all are happy, and it’s much easier to find baby bibs that say “I love my Oma” than it is to say “I love my Gran.”
Mom took me to Target yesterday, where, as most grandmothers do, she lavished upon me a Graco Flip Travel System, a Fisher Price SpaceSaver high chair, some DARLING baby outfits, a few maternity tops, a blanket I am tempted to claim for myself it’s so soft, and then a nice lunch out at Carino’s.
Oh, and I picked up this cute T-shirt at Goodwill afterwards to give to Christian. He wasn’t THAT pleased, lol.
It was so nice to finally have a day devoted to being with mom, since we’ve both had incompatible schedules for quite a long time. She’s gonna be such a great Oma, and I am so glad she’ll actually BE one, considering this will be her first and only grandchild.
After lunch, I picked up Christian from work, and he helped me move the “booty” into the apartment.
Oh man. This is going to be interesting. We haven’t even gotten a crib yet and already we’re trying to determine what items of ours have to be jettisoned to make way for everything. But I’m not complaining one bit. There are millionaires in Manhattan with smaller apartments than ours.
But the good news is that I’ve managed to accumulate much of the basic necessities for Baby Hannah and can now focus on some bigger things. Such as the fact that in the next few months we need: Four new tires for our Jeep; to buy tickets to Germany in the spring to introduce Hannah to her paternal family and to look into her citizenship there; to pay our car insurance; to buy tickets to Houston to get Hannah’s German passport and birth certificate (even though she will be born here, she will also acquire German paperwork); get a new camera (as you can see by the quality of the photos I post here, our camera is SO near death); and apply for Christian’s Removal of Conditions, since his two year green card expires at the end of next year. Sooooo, that’s about $4,000 right there. Which, if we spent right now, would officially leave us with a bank account balance of $6,000. We’re tempted to get all the costs out of the way all at once, just getting the “blow” over with… One day at a time…



I made Calabacitas again for dinner last night, this time adding some onion, shredded turkey, and some crushed, dried habaneros to the mix. With that, a salad and baguette. The original calabacitas seemed to be a bit more of a hit than this batch, but it could have been I got too carried away with the habanero, which I am prone to doing! But it was definitely edible and good, and perfect for a rainy evening. The early mornings and evenings have been just LOVELY the last few days, and even with my dying Olympus camera, I was able to take this photo of a rainbow that lasted only a few minutes in the sky… it made me feel it’s all going to be JUST FINE.
One day at a time.
Hannah’s been pretty quiet in my tummy the last two or three days. I’ve never wanted to be kicked so much in my life! I think she’s just positioned way down, facing my back. But I’ve gotten used to the thumping and prodding she does and hope she does a flip forward SOON!
It’s still raining, so Christian will take the Jeep to work today and I’ll nose in and do some budgeting and organizing. Hopefully the sky will clear enough for me to get a walk in this morning. NOTHING like a morning walk after the rains in early fall in the Upper Valley…
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yes, the way how to address granny is complicated sometimes, lol
my grandbaby calls me Omi, my Mom is Omi Pin, and my own grandmother is Omi Inge. That’s a lot of Omi’s. From my granddaughters dads side his parents are hispanic, so there granny is called abuela, great-granny abuelita, grandpa is called Art (his name is Arturo, but everybody calls him Art and so does his granddaughter, it is sooo funny) and my husband is called Pa. Thats how we resolved the name-problem and so far everybody is happy.
My paternal grandparents were Omi and Opi and my maternal grandparents were Oma and Opa. No names attached.