Since we announced the arrival of little Felicity last week, we’ve been flooded with wonderful messages of excitement, congratulation and support from all over the world. To all of you from Ireland, the UK, France, Estonia, Switzerland, Germany, Sudan, the US, India, Singapore, Indonesia, Australia and all over
NZ, a huge thank you for all the love you’ve shown us! So many of you have made a great contribution to our little little family – be it the many many gifts from our friends and neighbours here, the freezer full of food from my mother, the great cotton products from family in India, a donated Oxfam ‘birth assistant’ from Karen, gentle encouragement and advice from Rebekah and Aimee, Serena and Dennis visiting with a care package from Australia and great grandmotherly encouragement from both sides of The Tasman to name just a few. And to the hundreds who’ve read our last post, a real huge thank you to you all!
Settling into a routine here at home has been a bit of an adventure. If I was writing this three days ago I’d be wondering when the hard stuff begins. Now I know. Felicity was pretty settled for the first week – sleeping
well, and spending her waking hours quietly reading or listening to classical music. I think Vivaldi is her favourite and Tchaikovsky is her least favorite. She would have about 20mins a day of ‘witching’ when she cried inconsolably, but was fine the rest of the time. But the last three days or so have been a little different. We’re not sure if it was the cannon fire in Tchaikovsky’s 1812 overture or the rocket-fuel flavored curry that Nuala ate, poisoning the milk supply. But now, all of a sudden she’s trying to set some new rules i.e cry at non-designated times of the day (whats with that!?), and struggle to settle herself when it’s sleep time. Lets see how it works out over the next week or so…
I’ll end this post with a physics problem. A few days ago, just after mopping the floor, having a bucket ‘shower’ and laying out a new nappy ready for a change, Nuala and I were standing at the foot of the change
table pondering our next move. The telltale sound of a squelch triggered our instinctive reactions and we leaped aside just as a stream of projectile poo thundered forth from the little angel and scored a direct hit on the clean floor, the clean nappy and clean parents. After much laughter I got out my measuring tape and measured the horizontal distance traveled by the projectile – 1130mm. The table height is 1000mm. Using basic kinematic equations, can you calculate the initial velocity of the projectile at the moment it left the launching mechanism? Assume that gravity is 9.81m/s². Assume that the baby was lying perfectly horizontal at the time of firing. Assume that air-resistance is negligible. Answers in SI units to 3 significant figures. Post answers as a comment to this post (explanations of your working are very welcome)
The first correct answer will receive an honorable mention next time along with the winner of baby sweepstake.