Woohoo!
We already didn't like the idea of giving our newborns hepatitis B vaccines, and didn't when we had our son! But to not even have to decline it would be great!!!
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AnnSofiNovelist
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I love Jesus, my husband, and our newborn son.
Bitcoin is a monetary story of truth.
Admin for our "English Tutoring for sats" business. My husband is the tutor.
Author of:
How to Prepare Yourself for Marriage - 10 000 sats
Novels:
The Blizzard - 10 000 sats
SnΓΆkaos(Swedish Blizzard) - 10 000 sats
The Prophetic Detective: Kidnapped -10 000 sats
ebooks for sats are available for purchase through Nostr DM, or fiat at FikaTimeBooks.com in Kindle, Audible, paperback, and hardback.
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I just had a grand idea. π
Someone joining a Christmas market and selling bitcoin for fiat at their table. That's all they sell, but it's free of KYC.
Then they take that fiat, and buy more bitcoin themselves π Obviously
Of course, they set the price at the table at a little higher than the current exchange rate cause of overhead, and the personal touch and education.
And then hand out a little pamphlet of places the customers can use bitcoin to get stuff. Like
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And more. π
Our son is now 3 months old... also, we have a SON?! π€―π₯°π±
He's now shifting from newborn infant, to interactive baby.
The last few days he's had multiple longer interactive sessions with my husband (his dad!)
He's started crying because he's tired, and when he gets a bump, (He seemed to not notice before!)
He's grabbing things on purpose. Yesterday there was a blanket within reach that he grabbed and pulled to himself. Previously it was mostly kicking off blankets that I put on him, or pushing it off of his arms/chest cause he likes his arms free, but it wasn't as deliberate as now.
He likes holding my hand (or one of my fingers with his entire hand)
Last week when he was 12 weeks old, he weighed about 14lbs! And he started at 6lb 6oz.
I realized he was "already" 7 weeks a few weeks ago, and then I blinked. He is now over 13 weeks π±
He's gotten to meet my husband's parents and siblings with families, and all his 5 cousins, and my mom and brother, his grandma and uncle, or Mormor and morbror π (they're Swedish)
It was so fun seeing my brother learn how to get more used to interacting with a little baby! π₯° I'm so glad they came for a visit!
Hubby was making plans to meet up with a friend he hasn't seen since last year and asked if he wanted to just do something the two of them, or if he wanted to meet our son too, which he did, but he asked some clarifying questions.
I found out that some parents nowadays don't want anyone to meet their baby for the first 3 months, and don't take them out in public, because of their immune system or something... eh, we're the opposite of that! π€£
We had our son at Starbucks all day when he was 6 days old! We hand him to strangers we've just met if they look like they wanna hold him. (Obviously within reason, but we haven't met anyone unreasonable yet π€£)
I grew up hearing that babies are on their mom's immune system for the first 3 months, unless they only eat formula, so I never even blinked! π
We went to breakfast with one of my husbands friends and his wife, and showed off our new edition ππΆ
Then my hubby went to work for his dad and I sat in the car to feed our son before I was supposed to walk to a coffee shop, borrow my husbands laptop, and help edit his upcoming book...
Well he came back after some time, as I had just woken up, and our son had just fallen asleep π
He had to pick up something from the store so we went with him.
Then I needed more sleep, so I was "just" going to take a little nap and then go to the coffee shop.
I woke up like 5 times, shifted position, tried to wake up "because I was supposed to" and then it was like 2:30pm π
I got out cause I thought our son had woken up, and I figured it would be easier to feed him before getting to the coffee shop, but he was still asleep. I looked at the things I'd need to carry, and realized my body was still filled with nap sauce and super weak.
Last night we'd taken the same walk and I felt like my back was about to snap from the weight of the baby and my bag with laptop. I'd taken out my laptop but now I'd need to supplement with my husband's bad and laptop π¬
I decided to wait a bit to let my body wake up before trying that endeavor.
After a few minutes my son woke up so I went to get him, and his grandpa saw us and let me know my husband was done for the day.
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yay, I didn't need to carry everything! And I'm really glad he told me, so I didn't decide to start walking to the coffee shop just then!
Hubby joked about me having left and come back already, and I agreed, i left and came back like 5 times... but to sleep land, not the coffee shop for work π
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He'd seen my tired face when he went shopping though, so he understood that I needed some rest.
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There was some icy snow remnants on the ground where we got our Christmas tree today, so I made sure our son got to experience it a little bit. My husband agreed and brought a little piece into the car before I was able to get out at first, and then I asked him to take some pictures of us while I crouched in a snowy patch, and I grabbed a piece so our son was able to touch with one hand. He didn't recoil, so that was cool
(pun intended ππ€£)
He is half Swedish after all! The land with 6 month of snow, at least where I grew up in the north.
So, golf is basically just a really long walk with some occasional arm swinging π π€£
Just looked down on a note I'd written a couple of weeks ago that mentiones our son being 7 weeks old... eh, somehow he turned 12 weeks yesterday?!?π±π€―
Anyone know where Swedish people buy Bitcoin?
Apparently my brother might be thinking of getting some... π±π€―π₯°
First time saying 'good morning' on Nostr. The view outside our window was too captivating not to share. π€

