Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Barney is a dinosaur... Tuesday 8 February 2011

How is it that February is already here?

I am so excited about my life right now.

I have a job where I get to hang out with a bunch of kids everyday, and I get to meet fun adults who are at so many different places in their lives.

As of yesterday I have been in every room in building 800 and after Friday I will have been assigned in every room for an extended period of time. I have now spent one on one time with at least 75 kids. Sure, there are rooms I prefer to go to, and there are kids who hit a different spot in my heart, but I love my building and I really like those kids.

I think one of my favorite times of the day are when I get to interact with parents. I like when a parent walks through the door and I get to say, "Hey! It's "so-and-so's" parents!" I think it let's the parents know that we care about their kids.

Well, I am heading back from my lunch break. I'll be in an infant room for the rest of the afternoon. This room holds the cutest boy baby I have ever seen. he may not necessarily be my favorite, he is up there, but he is hands down the cutest. Do you think parents feel superior when they know their kid is cute? I often wonder about that. What if my kid is cute. What would I say?

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Trier Saturday 5 February 2011

So I went to Trier


I went by way of Train with Alyssa, Sarah, and Bob.

I was as excited as I look. The train was fun. Bob keeping the hour plus trip fun with conversations about nuclear weapons and fire dancing.

Sarah and Alyssa were sitting together for most of the trip as well. Sarah was attempting sleep too. Which was probably hard since I was taking blackmail picture in a Danny like fashion.


So, when we arrived in Trier we went to the Porta Negra. This is, if I understand it correctly, basically just the entrance to the city. It's cool because it is old. I like looking at cool old stuff. I just don't care to have a ton of pictures of them. I'd rather climb on top of it. How fun would that be. Beautiful and classic though.

How fun, a town.
I made my way into a really old book store. This may be a souvenir I purchase. An old German book.
Cathedrals... they are all over Europe.

I did like the prayer candles. Possibly this is a Catholic thing. For how smart people think I am, there are a LOT of things I just don't know. Whatever kind of tradition it is I was glad to participate. Prayer is something I have needed to do a lot of lately.

I lit one for you too...
I don't think you read my blog,
just know I'm keeping you in my prayers.
And... I think I look like I am about to go on a hike. I was happy to have my Camel Back here though, because the people who were with me continued to say how thirsty they were. Don't worry, I offered water, but some people were sick and didn't want to risk germing things up.
This building, I did see a photographer there, and I was thinking, it would be a beautiful location for engagement pictures. The only problem is that in Europe, it is always so overcast that colors do not stand out. Maybe this is seasonal, but I have pumped up the color in all of my pictures... not going to lie.
When I doubled back I took a picture of the outside of the book store.

Note the lady in front.
Accordion guy...
Center of Trier... I'd call it an outdoor mall... but not a strip mall... more like outlets, but the stores weren't outlets...
.Sign infatuation.
A regular book store that I didn't walk into... possibly regret that... possibly go back for that.
More sign infatuation...
I was really excited about this home decor store. I want to note that these bull dogs cost about 37 Euro which is at least $45.
Bratwurst. Sooooo good. I want to go back just for that.
Also, I really like my crazy hair in this picture.

This is the backside of the Porta Nigra. A building, cool, but I'm not a huge fan of building pictures. I more like to see a building with my eyes.
This ambulance drove by us, and i felt like i was in the Bourne Identiy. This is because the siren was wizzing by, but the only other time I have heard the European siren was when watching that movie.
Here is another sign for me to enjoy. Truly, I just think the pictures on German signs are super fun.


When we missed our connecting train we decided to spend the hour waiting for the next one in this mall getting some ice cream. Might I point out the presentation of the ice cream.


Friday, February 4, 2011

Mail

Some of my room mates finally got their packages.

My train pass arrived.

If you too want to find interesting mail to send me, I can be reached at

86 FSS/FSF
ATTN: Amanda Cunningham
Unit 3240 Box 535
APO AE 09094

I just think that the addresses for military are interesting. APO... look up what it all means. It'll be fun.

P.S. I have had a bunch of people tell me I should join the military. Here and pre here... maybe i should. I am a run awayer anyway. I like to travel. I have a ton of student loans. I could keep busy.... The only thing is... I wouldn't belong to myself.

Thoughts?

Monday, January 31, 2011

Monday 31 January 2011

For those of you who think everyday in Germany is super spectacular and interesting, here is a look into real life.

I went to work.
We had a fire drill.
This means I had to, with the help of two wonderful ladies, get seven babies, three of which were strapped into high chairs, and two of which were sleeping, into two fire evacuation cribs, and out the building to the designated area in under two minutes!

During lunch I caught up on some bible reading.
I ate some of the vegetables I cooked last week and froze.

Came home from work,
did some homework,
put away laundry,
creeped on a photography website,
made some noodles, red bell peppers, peas, and black pepper for dinner,
ate some German chocolate,
considered turbo jam, but put away laundry instead,
realized getting up at 5:15 a.m. makes me tired at 6:00 p.m.,
blogged,
brushed teeth,
watched friends,
went to bed.

All of this could be exactly what I would do in America.
I forget I am in Europe sometimes.

P.S. To all of you who have Skyped me... I love it. I still feel like I am back with my friends. Even if all I am doing is being on in a room as everyone else plays a board game. That is possible what I would be doing if I were physically in that room anyway!
I love you, friends!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Paris Saturday 29 January 2011

So I went to Paris.


After a six hour bus ride from Germany to France, and an hour drive around Paris, and a stop at the Eiffel Tower for photos, we got off the bus and wondered through the city for almost 9 hours.

For those of you that don't know, I am a big fan of weird sculptures.


One of the first things we did was stop off in a french cafe to pick up some pastries.




All over the city they have these bike racks, where you can rent these bikes and return them to an location. This, Amanda thinks, is extremely cool. Does Springfield want to get in on this?


Plenty of people were out with their dogs. I think there must be some rule in Paris though that if you have one dog you have to have two. Always in pairs.


The Louvre was fun, but check out this sign. One minute... really! HA!

I am not an art major. Is this obvious? I am totally more interested in this kid sneaking around the sculpture than the sculpture itself.


(Though, I am a huge fan of sculptures... it's just that the weirder the better)

I have pictures of buildings in mass, so I will only include a few select beautiful pictures of buildings I actually know what they are. This is the louvre. Beautiful.




The African Art section had a few interesting pieces!




Again, Amanda loves signs... look at that top sign. It is an intense construction guy. The details in Europe, I like them.


I want this moped. The transportation decisions in Paris I can get on board with. (The no public toilets, even in some restaurants, though, I cannot)


Notre Dame! By this point I was so very very tired, and I had to pee, and I was hungry, but that door deserves pictures.


In my mind, when we went to eat, I may be able to find a wash closet... false. No assumptions in Paris.

The food was pretty good. The waiter made me realize that I want to pick french back up again. Being in Paris, really reminded me of that. It is a beautiful language, and it was nice using some french there. Bob, the guy intern, knows more than I remember, and I was semi jealous when he could have conversations with french people that I could not.


P.S. No one ever shows this angle of the tower. Possible it's not the most ideal, but there is something I like about really being able to see the size compared to other buildings and such.


The Eiffel Tower. Now I can say I have been there.


So Pretty at night.


Here you go, a shortish video of the sparkling tower!


Friday, January 28, 2011

The signs are my favorite.

I want to quickly point out some of the German signage. I love how happy all the little people in the pictures seem.

These little guys in the exit signs always look like they are running away from something.

Also, look at the little dresses they are wearing on this walk to school.


This mom is totally dragging this child behind her. Come on kid! Let's go...

This one i took outside of the CDC. For real. Germany, props to you for using extra ink on a hat!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Baby Day Thursday 27 January 2011

The day I was in every baby room. I decided that since this was that day, it would be a great idea to talk about the babies and the baby rooms. I am going to do my best to mask the kids. I am doing this by not giving you their names. I am going to make the rooms different letters as well… hopefully that masks something. We aren't allowed to post pictures for privacy reasons.


Room Q!

I am going to tell you about the babies, but since I don't know how much I am allowed to actually say as far as names go, I am going to make them up.


H. He is a one year old. Transitioning. I adore him. His mom reminds me of my friend Michelle from Colorado. She comes in and visits him when she has some time. Adorable. You have to do what you can to get time with your kids when you are in situations like the military parents. He has a "hanky" he holds on to. So cute.


N. He is funny. Also one. Also transitioning into a 1-2 yr old room. Next week is his last week in this room. I will be sad to see him go, but since I am an intern for the entire building I will likely get to see him some more. He is ready to transition because he is getting too old for this room, but he may have a hard time because he likes the caregivers in his room so much. Kids at this age often form attachments.


C1. I can not express in words how much I am drawn to this kid. I think it is also because of his parents. They are one of the rare few who can and do drop him off together. They work on the same shift at the same place, so they are usually both bringing him in. They also stay for a while and talk and play with him. So cute, so cute. He is a really fast crawler. I was thinking about his parents story. They met when they were really young. I think I actually dreamed about them the other night. That was interesting. I didn't realize it was a dream for a long time.


S. This is a little girl. She is cute and is of the age of stranger anxiety. She I would describe as a doll to people in Kentucky. He mom puts her in cute outfits as well. He mom is beautiful. She has some asian in her I believe, so that just adds to her cuteness. She didn't like me for the first little bit, but after a few hours she warmed up and now even will let me touch her and play with her.


T. Another little girl. Small and cute. She doesn't like to be put down after she has been picked up. I usually have to sneak attack her with my leaving. She eats table food, but I forget that a lot, because she doesn't crawl or walk yet. Just sits. Thus I think she is younger than she is.


R. Sits by himself just fine. I have a place in my heart for him, because he was the first baby I took care of at the CDC. It was during my observations. I like him. he definitely sprit up on me the day i wrote this.


C2. Really small. This one makes me nervous. I haven't quite figured out his temperament yet. This has a lot to do with his being so young. He is adorable though. I knowI have basically said they were all adorable. He is a squishy one. That's the age he is at. Today was the first time I saw him roll over. That was very exciting.


L. He is a movie star. He has a movie star name. I like him a lot. He is bald and beautiful. He laughs and smiles like no other baby. When I am in a neighboring room, I look for him through the windows. He also has the best baby shoes ever, because they STAY ON! I like his face. He is easy to forget about though, as far as care goes, because he sleeps so much usually his care involves making sure he is breathing and still sleeping. Oh, also… he is a messy eater. He is one of my favorites. I guess I could say that about all of the babies though.


Room T


Babies are as follows:


J. He is one of my favorites. He laughs when you smile at him. He was getting over RSV when I met him. His hair sticks up because it is short. Almost spiky. He doesn't like to eat. He doesn't always let you put the food in his mouth. I am trying to decide if this means he is playing or just eating slowly? I don't really care. I may not have yet expressed, but I enjoy feeding babies baby food. Though it is challenging when an older baby is doing everything they can to hit the bowl with a toy.


Z. She i mix up with L sometimes, because I haven't spent as much time in that room and they look similar. Similar size and age, and when you only have two days with a kid, and they are wearing a different outfit the next time, challenge comes in. She sleeps well, but stirs easily. She is almost one. She can hold her own bottle. This room has a lot of almost one year olds.


L. Similar to Zoey. She is bigger though. Possibly older? She keeps quiet, and kind of walks around keeping to herself unless someone else tries to involve themselves with her, or she is bored.


I. Small. Very small. Similarly small to N in Room X, but N is MUCH smaller. She had stranger anxiety when I first met her, but after that first twenty minutes or so she was completely over it. You have to really decide if you want to pick her up though. There is no putting her down without tears after that. She just likes company. With babies, this happens. It also makes sense, but when ratios are 1 to 4 you can't hold all the babies all the time. Would not be able to properly care for them.


B1. This is a boy who I have met. He doesn't have a baby face. He is one of the cutest babies there, because he is so striking. He smiles a lot. Easy baby as far as tears are concerned. He is easy to fall in love with. When I peek in this room on a day i am not working there he is one of the ones I am really sad not to see. Just as babies have the ones they attach to, caregivers too have ones they are more attached to, but when giving care, you can not think or act this way. I try to spend equal time holding each baby. Especially in room Q, I try to spend one on one time with each of them, because I feel as if they all have a special place for me in their hearts as well, where as this room, I haven't been three long enough for all of them to care one way or the other about me.


M. VERY YOUG. I love her. She is very young though. Probably the youngest baby I care for. The only other option would be C2 in Room Q. she laughs when you change her. She smiles when she is awake and laughs. The rest of the time she is asleep.


B2. A girl. I haven't met her. She hasn't been in the room when I was there.


Room X

This room has A LOT of older babies. All of them are mobile.


L1. Only one of them is semi stationary, and she was a premie, so I am not sure about her development. Not that I think anything of her, I just know that with premies there is often development things in the first few years that are behind, and I don't really know how old she is. I have to admit that she is one of my favorites though. I spend a little quality time with her when I am in that room, because she seems to really enjoy that one on one time. With babies who are almost one, a lot of them like to go off an explore on their own.


L2. If I could describe him as a fictional character it would be Sunny Baudelaire with more crying. He is at that stage when he just cries. He tends to have no "in need of care" reason, but he has some personal reason or he wouldn't be crying. If someone walks in, if someone walks near, if nothing at all changed, if he is confused, I really don't know what the reason is. At first i tried to comfort him a lot, but after seeing his teachers kind of allow him to self soothe with some added talk, that is what I do. I like him a lot though, and I think he has a cool name and a cute face. He is one of the ones that has taught me that I can handle infant crying and not get impatient. I guess actually, all of them have taught me this. I could read a book with the soundtrack of crying infants in the background. (screaming in pain or upset is not the same as crying, just saying, so that neglect comments don't come my way.


N. AWWW. The smallest almost one year old I have ever seen. She was premature, and is a small girl in general. At first i though she was going to be a spit fire because of stranger anxiety things when I first met her, but she is actually very sweet with me. She plays peek a boo around objects, and laughs like no other. She giggles and is just cute. I love holding her. P.S. I also thing she has the best bottles of all the babies in all the rooms that i have personally fed. I like her bottles. If I have kids and if I bottle feed i am going to look for those bottles. I also worry about her transition, just because she is so small. EEK… those kids are a lot bigger.


A. She cries for no care needed reason as well. She could be walking fine, and just start crying. SHe is learning to walk. She just needs to push over the fear and she will be fine. She has the balance and the skill, now she needs the confidence. I don't know how she feels about me. I feel like she cares about all people the same way in general… this is in exception to her parents and family, fore I am not around them and there for have no idea. I am mainly talking caregivers in the CDC. She smiles though, and that makes me glad.


A2. Boy. Quite. Loves to have a blanket. As does H in Room Q. I thought he was a cries, because he cried when I first came in, but since that first day, he is the quietest baby in the entire building. He keeps to himself and doesn't really make a fuss about anything. Hunger. Needing Changing. These things you just have to know, because that is the kind of baby he is.


I. Stranger anxiety. Also, the prettiest little girl. I like her curls. Her mom is also VERY pretty. She sleeps well, but she definitely has her people preferences. Again, nothing wrong with this, just a challenge when giving care.


D. Transitioned. She was ready. She just liked to explore on her own and do things. Cried a little, but usually because she was tired or needed something. She had on the cutest outfit yesterday. I would wear it. Really, I would. Just in a different not quite toddler size.



Just some pre-toddlers I have slightly gotten to know through code 2's and other room things.


One room I really like has a few pre-toddlers I remember.


A. He is a spitfire. Likes to hit other kids into walls. It's that age. I assume he is the oldest in this room. He likes to look to see if you are watching, then ram another kid.


M. Adore this kid, mainly because she looks to me like what Sofia will look like at her age. When I see her, I think of Sofie. Thus the reason why she is my favorite pre-toddler. That can't be fair though. We all know how much I adore that Sofie. Who can win when I see her? This kid is talkative. She is just nice. When I come in the room she always tell me about what they are doing or involves me in some way. I like her a lot. She also tells you when she is poppy. She says.. "Hey, I'm poppy." Maybe potty training is soon?


C. I like his name and I like his face. He is a smaller boy in his class though he is tall. He gets pushed a lot, and he likes to come tell me. I feel for him, because I don't like when some kids push on others. He looks smart.


B. Reddish head. Cute. Talks some. Don't know a whole lot about him.


Those are some of the kids I see 5 times a week. I like them a lot, and through them I am learning a lot about the different personalities of children. You have to treat them all as individuals, because that is what they are. They are also all at different points in their development. Our job is to learn about the particular kid and help them develop to the next level at a pace that works for those kids. Along the way I get to hug, hold, and play with some special people.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Great Day Wednesday 26 January 2011

I was going to write this long blog about the babies and the CDC and the work I do, but I went to church instead, so all you get for now is this. I think this is just fine though!


This is how I feel about my life at current. I was walking home from work. Skipping home from work. Also, I was sliding in the slushy snow as if I were in the access road at SCC. Really, I think I have to wake up everyday and decide that it is going to be great. Just decide... that's all you have to do for your day to have a chance. This is similar to what one of the room leads told me. She said that sometimes you will have bad day in your room, but you have to decide the next day that things will be good. You can not hold onto the previous day. I choose this for my life.

I can't decide if this is me, or if I just always choose jobs that are likable. Sometimes I feel guilty for talking about how much I like my job around people who don't like their job. This reminds me also, of doing office work in an office with people who don't like the office we are in. Well, for another day I say. All I know is that I am going to continue waking up each day, telling myself it will be great. Does that determine the outcome? No, it does not, but I do believe that it affects the outcome.

P.S. I had a to hour lunch today, and in order to help myself fall asleep I played lullaby music. I think I may continue this from now on. It really did help.