Early Nurturing Instincts

Sometimes we are unpleasantly startled by a reflection of our own behavior in our children (like when they repeat a cuss word! at the appropriate moment!) and other times we have to give ourselves a pat on the back for passing along exemplary behavior.

A couple days ago, I caught Christian and Noi naa in the middle of a very serious nursing session. They were each nursing their respective “babies.”

Noi naa is letting Christian nurse her prize doll Annabelle, while she nurses Minnie Mouse.


I like how Noi naa is resting back on a triangle pillow and how her feet are up.


Christian nursing lying down, except instead of reading like I do, he's playing with a matchbox car.


They were at it for a while - SO CUTE!!

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The Cutest Baby in the World

Here’s a video of Leela at a big fifteen days old today.
Leela is her Thai nickname and is short for the Thai word “leelawatdi” which means frangipani flower. The word “leela” by itself actually means “gesture.” “Nong” means “baby” and is frequently used in front of names of people and children younger than you.
The adorable-ness factor should offset the grossness of the previously posted millipede video.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQ-X8pqZvsQ]

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The Dusit Zoo in Bangkok

We visited the city zoo this past weekend.

Joss and Noinee watching the pygmy hippo.


Sharing an ice cream like good cousins do.


One of the men in the Kenyan Dancers show explained that the elephants had been moved due to the protests, “They were crying when they heard the fighting.”
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma-YmeUm-n0]

Watching the show - we were delighted to run into some friends there.


Instead of peacocks and mallards, there were monitor lizards about, and catfish in the river with gaping mouths the size of dinner plates.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYW_kzuLs7I]

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Thai Bugs

It’s been raining here.
The rain brings out the millipedes. They’re as thick as my thumb and longer than my hand.
Christian likes to watch them, like he watches snails at home. These guys are quicker, but just as hypnotizing.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27Op0Y2TeV8]

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Today in BKK

I’m reaching the point in the trip where I’ve been here long enough to have developed a semi-life of my own; which means, I’m busy, just like when I’m at home.

Today:
Today was Songbae’s last day, so Christian and I tagged along with him this morning with the sole intent of hanging out with him and buying him Korean food for lunch (bibimbap at the Food Loft at Central Chidlom). It was a full morning of errands, so Songbae threw on a backpack and carried the Guitar Hero guitar (which needed repair) and I threw Christian on my back (which Noi naa now imitates – she squats down, looks over her shoulder, and says, “come on Ti-ti, hop on!”)

First we walked down to the sewing man with two thumbs. He is one of the ubiquitous tailors who set up shop on the side of the street with foot-pedal operated sewing machines. He said he’d patch Songbae’s linen shorts by 4 pm. I don’t know if Songbae picked them up though, so I’ll check tomorrow.

Then we stopped by Villa, the western-style (read “expensive”) grocery store to exchange the wrong Milo for the kind that come pre-packaged in little individual packets. No go. Maybe we’ll break the habit of individual packets. At home, I generally save individual packet use for travel, but it sure is an easy habit to fall into.

We bought fresh squeezed juice (carrot, apple, and beet) from the guy who doesn’t handle money with his food gloves on and then hopped on the skytrain to MBK. MBK is a huge mall – lots of deals and air-conditioned, but since I’ve decided to be obsessed with Chattachuk market, I had little interest in shopping at MBK today. Plus, I’m pretty much maxed out on fake Le Sport Sac bags. Christian and I shared a crisp crepe with meringue and coconut while Songbae haggled with the Wii guy. Turned out that Songbae not only brought the guitar and game back, but also the console to make double sure that everything worked before he left. I guess this was his third trip back. Everything was working properly when we left (we have a newer version of the gaming console, so we need an older version of the game???)

Next we went to yet another mall – this time, Central Childlom. While Songbae shopped for new running shoes I hunted down a new potty for Leela and a handprint kit. I was going to buy the parking garage from Plan Toys for Christian’s belated birthday gift (Plan Toys is a Thai company, so everything is 40% less), but then I realized that I might not have enough cash for the whole day – and decided to put it off.

Meanwhile Songbae and our friend Mook joined us and we went up for a rather ritzy lunch at a fancy food court. I got exactly what Sue had ordered when she took me there last week: two bibimbaps, one mandoo, one hyper monkey (banana milkshake with coffee), and one barbed wire smoothie (no idea what’s in it). Mook had a Korean ramen – noodle soup. It was all delicious and satisfying. And since I treated for lunch, Mook bought us each an espresso and a warm brownie to share for dessert.

Mook and I split from Songbae in order to go to a fabric market she’d been telling me about on the other side of the river. Unfortunately, there was a shop she wanted to show me on the way out and I SPENT ALL MY MONEY THERE (hip little Japanese store – jaimie, I got you POST-ITS there. I know, that’s a strange souvenir, but I think you’ll appreciate the colors). Luckily, we ran into Songbae on the way out and I borrowed 1000B (about $30 Am). Whew!

Mook, Christian, and I took the sky train all the way to the end of the line, the name of which I won’t even attempt to remember or type – but it’s new and it’s across the river to the south. Apparently, when the sky train extended across the river, that line got so massively busy from ecstatic other-side-of-the-river people flooding into down town that the line almost shut down. My sweet boy Christian napped on my back the whole way and even missed the tuk tuk ride into the market.

The market turned out to be a neighborhood of dense shops selling every type of buckle, handle, shoe heel, and sewing accessory you could think of. I scored with a 50 meter roll (yes, 50 METERS) of rainbow webbing that will be used to string together lots of birthday banners. Fifty meters cost me $10.

Then we hopped in a taxi and scooted back uptown towards home. Christian and I skidded in just in time for Leon’s 12th birthday at the park (Leon’s my b-i-l’s second cousin). We played musical statues, which Christian LOVED, but then hurriedly packed up and moved the party home before a thunder storm moved in.

Amid the thunder clapping outside, we played pass the parcel inside amid much screaming and excitement. Have you ever played this game before? You pass a large present around a circle while the music plays. When the music stops, the person holding the package, unwraps one layer of wrapping and gets the gift that falls out. Each child got at least two gifts! Gifts that were especially picked for them! Talk about fun way to give out hostess gifts.

At that point, it was evening and the kids were starting to melt down. We sang a nice happy birthday (in key!), cheered Leon while he unwrapped gifties, and then said good night. Songbae slipped out the door to the airport at the same time.

For a late dinner I made a simple nachos with leftover chili.

When all the children were washed and sleeping, Sue, Joss, and I stayed up to eat chocolate cake, ice cream, and watch District 9.

I hung up one load of laundry (maid doesn’t come on Wednesdays…) and

here I am.
Good night.

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Add Buddha to the Birthday List

May birthdays:
May 7 Noi naa
May 20 Mom
May 21 Leela
May 23 Christian
May 25 me

and yesterday was not only Buddha’s birthday, but also his day of enlightenment, and the day he died. (More specifically, that day is the full moon of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, but it happened to fall on May 28 this year.)

We were lucky enough to be invited to go to temple with some friends of Sue’s.
We donated money for a lotus flower, incense, and candle and walked around the temple three times with the rest of the procession, meditating on our own good fortune and how to be a better person. Easier said than done! It was hard to stay focused for even one go around the temple – but I appreciated being part of a large group of people making that effort.

Before entering the temple grounds - you can see that lots of people are taking advantage of this holiday to sell food and trinkets.


[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHlZphLPXiE]

Gold leaf being applied to a reclining Buddha.


Everything about the evening was lovely.


The light was especially gorgeous. Very fitting for "right" thinking.

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A Songbae Update or Why My Hits Have Gone Up This Week

This is Songbae’s latest email blast; he titled it

Ten Things you Don’t Need to Know

(or, “Facebook status updates I never posted”)

1. Finished Mercy Corps Kyrgyzstan internship last month: Was working for their microfinance institution called Kompanion.

2. Extended for another six months starting in June: Will be interim CFO for Kompanion.

3. Arrived in Bangkok last Monday: My little sister was expecting her second baby (popped out on Friday) and I thought I would try to squeeze in another revolution before summer.

4a. Cultural insights through language lessons: My Russian teacher seems to focus on certain themes when she makes up examples like “I don’t know if she loves me”, “Women need love, a good family and kids” and “Men need comfort, a free life, interesting work and a woman”.

4b. More Russian language lessons: I had to translate “He can not go. He is too drunk” and “He does not want to go to Paris with his wife, he wants to go there with his girlfriend.”

5. Food in Bishkek: A co-worker ordered an “Estonia salad” which was pickled mushrooms, chicken, green peas, mayonnaise, ketchup and cognac.

6. Older sister’s birthday: Her birthday is on May 25. As her present, I’m asking my friends to visit her blog. She gets excited when her “hits” go up. For added bonus points you can leave a comment.

http://womantalk.org/

7. “Why I should keep my day job” picture: While I was living in Bangkok last summer with my sister, I went to Laos with my brother-in-law who is a professional photographer as his assistant. I’m the one in the Hawaiian shirt.

8. “New years 2009”: Picture taken at my sister’s apartment in Bangkok with my niece and her friend. The kids stayed up way later than me.

9. “Me and Allie on bus”: For those of you who have asked for pictures from my Nepal trip last year, this is probably not what you were talking about. But I thought this picture was funny. The bus was so crowded that I was hanging halfway out the door and they had stuffed my friend in the front behind the driver’s seat.

10. Travel guides: The Lonely Planet travel guide for Central Asia has a section under Dangers and Annoyances called “Assault by Hospitality”. And their Russian phrasebook has a romance section that teaches you how to say “Use your tongue”.

Miss you all. Come visit soon.

Songbae

Picture for #7


Picture for #8


Picture for #9

P.S. FYI: womantalk.org got 278 hits on May 21, 2010. may finally break 6,000 hits this month. not that i watch stats or anything…

P.S.S. I’m adding a video of Songbae plus one niece and nephew.

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7nrNAmv36NY]

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Happy Birthday to ME

Gray, but still blowing bubbles.


Despite all the clucking that’s gone down on around me about the lack of celebrating my birthday – I really had a good one.
Because, you know what?
This ENTIRE TRIP is like a birthday present.
My brother frequently makes me coffee and breakfast in the morning and has watched Christian so I could sneak out for a Thai massage (and has offered to do it anytime). My sister and brother-in-law won’t let me pay for anything and keep the excellent food rolling. The maid presses and hangs my clean clothes BACK IN MY CLOSET daily and cleans my bathroom and bedroom four times a week. Christian and his cousin Noi naa play super sweetly together (most of the time – you know, when they’re not fighting…) Friends I’ve just made are bringing me lovely gifts (I LOVE THE HAT, EKUA!) And heck, my husband financed the trip and now my teenage daughter wants to skype and talk with me every day. Did I mention that said daughter is 16 and usually barely wants to give me the time of day when I’m home?
Best of all, I’m getting to hold my newborn little Leela niece whenever I want, and breathe in big gulpfuls of her heady baby perfume. She smells so sweet it’s incredible.
I’m having a grand old time.
The protests are already old news (tonight’s curfew is midnight – wait, does that mean Songbae’s not coming home tonight?? It’s midnight already!) and we’ve started dipping back into routines like going to playdates, swimming in the morning, and strolling to the park in the evenings.
This evening when I snapped at my sister, I noticed that I wasn’t really even irritated – just keeping up appearances out of bad habit. Because I feel mellow. Hot and sticky, but generally mellow.
And I’m getting a heck of a lot of crafting and reading done.
Turning 42 is okay by me.
Thanks for all the sweet birthday wishes and facebook shouts!

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Happy Birthday Little Dude!

Christian had a great second birthday, unfinished birthday crown and unfinished birthday banner notwithstanding.
Here’s a vid to tide you over until I can write a proper birthday letter.
Been busy holding the newborn Leela!
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIzWuYqtXCM]

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2010-5-21, 21-21

Penelope "Leela" Dimock


If it hadn’t been for the curfew, the baby would have been born in the back seat of a truck cab.
We arrived at the hospital at 8:59 pm (one minute to spare) and the sweetest little girl rushed out of Sue at 9:21 pm.
It’s hard to fathom that we were considering staying at home because we thought Sue would make it to the 5 am curfew break.
But consider this:
Sue woke up to gentle contractions every hour or so Friday morning.
We went ahead with our pool playdate and had a family of four over from 10:30 am to 1:30 pm. Sue said that the contractions had backed off. Another friend dropped by to offer support, play with Noi naa, and to meet our brother who’s in town from Kyrgizstan. Then Songbae’s German friend from Bishtek came by also. Joss, Noi naa, Christian, and I headed to the park.
When we got back from the park to eat pasta and pizza, Sue had her feet up in front of the TV, and she and Ekua were hooting it up watching The Hangover. Sue said her contractions had come back – but were still at least 1/2 hour apart.
By 8pm, we were all chewing over the big decision: go to the hospital now before the 9 pm curfew? stay home and then call an ambulance? try and wait until 5 am? Her contractions were ten minutes apart and still (apparently) manageable.
After a brief cell phone conversation with the doctor, we decided to head in and starting milling around the apartment the way a mass of people do when they’re headed out for an indefinite amount of time: “Have you fed the cat?!” “Who’s got the toys and snacks?!” “Should we bring a stroller?!” “Hurry! It’s almost 8:30 – the curfew!!”
Then there was a frozen moment. The door to the kitchen swung open and shut, and briefly I saw Sue in the kitchen. Her back was to me, her legs were open, and she was looking at the ground. I knew right away, even before I heard her yelling “JOOOOO-OOOOOSS!!!!!!!!” that her water had broken.
Then, everything sped up: kids were swooped up, doors flung open, and bags grabbed and hooked on every arm and finger.
We packed everything into the truck that work had insisted Sue take home – packing around Noi naa’s bicycle – and started driving. Never mind that nobody in the car had ever driven to this hospital before.
But here, the looming 9 pm curfew worked very much in our favor: besides the military vehicles and fatigue-clad teenagers with machine guns, the roads were pretty clear and we made it to the hospital (Bumrungrad, a fancy private hospital) in record time.
We handed the keys over to a valet attendant. Joss went straight through with Sue in a wheelchair. Songbae and I followed with Noi naa, Christian, the stroller, and what looked like a week’s worth of luggage for a family of five.
When we arrived in the delivery ward, we could hear Sue’s rebel yells echoing through the halls. Noi naa was cowed, and with her face buried in Songbae’s neck she kept repeating, “If I’m scared I’m going to go out with Songbae.” Christian was tired and dazed and looking around.
The doctor came strolling in, in his jeans and sandals, and a backpack slung over his shoulder. He waved briefly, and disappeared into the locker room. He reappeared in scrubs and went to see Sue.
After just a few minutes, Joss rushed out – “Jeannie! Want to come in and coach Sue a bit?!?”
Sue still hadn’t made it into the natural delivery room and was on a gurney in the fetal monitoring room. The doctor was flushed and I don’t even know if Sue registered that I was there. The doctor very clearly wanted Sue to lean back on the pillows and said she was close to pushing.
Sue said in a gasp, “I KNOW! BUT…. I CAN’T MOVE FROM THIS POSITION!!!” or something to that effect.
She was sitting up, leaning against the wall in the middle of the gurney bed.
I said, “Okay, just throw your arm around my neck…”
and BOOM – her arm wrapped around my neck in a very intense nelson lock and Sue was up on her knees and one hand. I was bent double, holding her up.
She yelled, “I CAN FEEL THE HEAD!!”
I yelled, “JOSS! COME BACK!!!!”
and then I looked and there was the beautiful Leela sprawled out on the bed behind Sue.
A GIRL!!!!
Despite our best efforts, we all missed the baby’s actual entrance. No matter…
At that moment, Joss ran up with Christian, Songbae ran up with Noi naa, and everybody was cheering, gasping, and yelling various exclamations of disbelief. This was 9:21.
The baby was born completely naturally, even though we never made it to the “natural” delivery room.
The doctor, though, was stoked – he would have to stay at the hospital all night because of the curfew and he was the lucky bastard who got to watch cable all night in a very clean, unused natural delivery room – the only one at the hospital! He said there were doctors stranded all over the hospital, fighting over rooms to sleep in.
Sue, Leela, Joss, Noi naa, Songbae, Christian, and I slowly made our way to Sue’s private deluxe hospital room. (The VIP rooms were booked). We made our respective beds on the sofa and floor, and by midnight we were more or less asleep.
It was a very exciting arrival – and we are grateful to have been a part of it!

A very pleased older sister.


P.S. If this puts you in the mood for more birth stories, here’s a link to Noi naa’s birth three years ago, and Christian’s birth two years ago: Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV.
P.P.S. Leela at birth: 3040 grams and 50 centimeters long and cute as a button. Nursing like a champ.

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