Well, after a couple of weeks with no classes, its time to return to reality. My calendar is once again filled full of places to be and assignments to complete. I am also responsible for doing the check-ups on the babies that I have caught. This also adds a lot of volume to my schedule as we try to get each mother and baby to come to 5 postpartum checks. It is always a joy to see a little baby who is healthy and growing, but here I find the language barrier enormous as I try to give advice to the women. As much as I enjoy checking up on the babies, they do not find my poking and prodding very fun. I am often confronted with little scowling or howling faces. My favourite baby check so far was a couple of days ago. The mother brought her six year old son with her to the check. He was so curious so I let him listen to his little sister’s heart and pump up the blood pressure cuff on his mom. He was having a ball and he truly cared for his little sister. As I undressed her to check her umbilical cord and skin, she cried, and he sang to her and told her it would be all right. His parents had decided to change the name of their little girl before I submitted the birth certificate paperwork and he stubbornly insisted he wanted Emma with TWO m’s while his mom calmly informed me it would be Ema with ONE m. When I asked his name he proudly stated for me his full/entire name with his little chin in the air. If all my baby checks went as well as that, I would look forward to them a lot more!