Still loving it...

Being a mom is great! Not great,... amazing!! And is especially good when everything is smooth and everyone is well rested and we all spend quality time together.

I take FULL credit for that! The not being dog-tired part...We worked on building a sort of flexible routine for Andrei, getting he's little tummy used to meal times....We eat/ we play/ we sleep. THAT, my friends is THE SECRET. Try we eat / we sleep / we play and you have a gassy baby. Make sense though! Eat, then sleep is no good for us, so why should it be for a baby? Naturally parents are all too excited about their precious bundle sleeping after a feed, that no one actually attempts to keep the little one awake. It was a bit tricky. I kept telling people, the hardest thing during the day is to keep Andrei awake and they looked at me like I'm nuts. :)

Night sleeping...

This was us - week 1 and 2:

Carmen nurses Andrei to sleep. Slowly raising herself from the chair, she eases toward the crib. While holding her breath she gently lowers the precious bundle and allows herself to smile. Then frozen, she awaits for peace to settle over the crib. All sounds good, so tiptoeing toward the door she slowly opens the door. What will it be? Freedom or failure? Hoping to escape, she knows that if Andrei fusses is "take it from the top" time.

I'm pretty sure most all first time parents start out like this. It's quite funny actually, how frozen you can be, praying for everyone to be absolutely still, so the little bugger would fall asleep.

Us - now:

Again, our flex routine does magic...The bugger is tired enough and just about ready for slumberland by 8, and doesn't need mommy rocking him to sleep...Well, that took a bit of getting used to...

Sleeping like a baby...:)

Being a family..

Okay, we had some hardcore nights! What can I say, ROOKIES! :)))
It's just that human cubs are so helpless, and that is their greatest survival skill. Naturally all parents find their baby irresitable, and we're no different...but the parenting road is full of SPOIL ME traps...

So, it was hard ..and now it's getting easier....As 3 week old parents we set ourselves some healthy guidelines:

1. Andrei needs to be a part of the family NOT the center of it. Keep mom, dad and baby happy. (This is the best thing I've learned. Baby happy and at the center of things is the sure way to 2 ragged parents and eventually an unhappy kid).

2. It's OKAY to let baby cry...Eventually is only for couple of minutes. Instant gratification is no good.
Early days he got used to being held and cuddled most of the time. Nasty habbit! And the little buggers get attached to the good life so quickly...We had to unlearn that!:)

3. Stay close to a flexible routine...Life is soooo much easier with a baby when we can predict at least part of our day...

Ohh...and we loooove BATH TIME WITH DADDY!!!

Thais love nicknames...



A : He's cute...What's his name?
Ake: Han-Ming.
A : It's Chinese. What's his Thai name?
Ake: Nope, just Han -Ming. And Andrei, the romanian name.
A: How about a nickname?
Ake: he he...sorry, no nick name. Just Andrei Han-Ming.
A: Ohhh...:(

On Postparthum Depression

I read loads of books on babies and pregnancy and one thing I couldn't understand was being depressed after delivery. Why would you? I was so ready to pop, so anxious to see the little guy..9 months was a long wait.
Doctors explain postparthum depression as a sudden hormone level drop. Anyhow, I never thought I'd even come close to feeling depressed...dog tired, YES...missing my care free life before baby, YES...but not depressed.

Here's how it hit me. First there's the awe of birth which lasts for few days. Then I ACTUALLY started missing having a tummy (weird, but I did) and feeling the kicks and the movements..that was on the outside, but really, my son and I were no longer ONE.
They say newborns do not realize they are a separate being from their mother, until the later months, and when they do, the letting go happens in tears...same thing goes for moms!!!...and most of them as we all know, NEVER LET GO. Three words: MOTHER IN LAW.

I know now how my dad felt when I got married.

Just a quick note on a very very busy diaper day and couple more snap shots of Andrei.

I'm doing this spa for moms...a Thai traditional thing which is absolutely fantastic. This lady comes everyday to our place and for about 5 hours (without bfeeding and diaper change breakes) it's full on massage/ sauna / oil rubb / aromateraphy / herbal presses and some special tummy massage to readjust the uterus...my tummy is nearly gone!!!:)

Birth of Andrei Han-Ming

Due date: 28th of December

I was having contractions the previous day when I picked my parents from the airport, nice steady ones, every 6 min, then the mucus came out ('the show' - which means labour could start within hours or days). Good sign! So, on the 28th, Ake basically said, 'Ok, I know the doctor said he might be late, but I just wanna go and have you checked out.'
28 December
1 pm
So off we go on the 28th at noon to BNH Hospital to find that I was actually in latent labour and didn't know it. 2 cm dilated. The doc was very reassuring and nice and told us we should definetly check in. I was gonna deliver probably tomorrow am.

Now, the labour suites at BNH are just fantastic, huge plasma screen TV, aromteraphy, exercise ball, mats, pillows, and at my request, a birth stool(a kind of a metal frame which allows you to sit on like you would on a toilet).

6 pm
We relaxed for hours, having KIT KAT and green tea and watching movies on HBO. And some of my favorites too, Lord of war..Anyhow, for hours now I was having contractions every 10 min. At 6, a nurse came to check me out. ONLY 3 cm dilated...I progressed JUST 1 cm in 5 hours...(for those who don't have kids - giving birth happens at 10 cm)...A nice progress is 1 cm / hour and I was dragging on...

From 6 pm onwards contractions started to pick up and by 10 pm I was having full on strong contractions, every 3 min.

11 pm
The doctor comes to check me out. I'm thinking I would be 6-7 cm by now, but bad news, JUST 4 cm...The trouble is, IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HURT at just 4 cm!!! What the heck I'm gonna do at 10 cm, then...I keep rocking on the ball, doing my yoga breathing and chant with Ake 'Breathe, let the pain goooo!Breeeeathe!'...

I'd progressed 2 cm in 10 hours...that's slower then a pregant snail!

Around 11 pm I had this urge to go to the bathroom..and there was the most painfull 2 min of my life when my waters broke in a gush and I screamed my heart out.AGONY!!..Ake confessed later, THAT was the moment he was really scared.

Strangely enough, the contractions don't get stronger and I find it easier and easier to cope with...rocking on the ball, and pressing my back while in stir-ups really works, while I discover that laying down in bed in THE WORST thing to do.

MIDNIGHT

Doc comes again, and SUPRISE, I'm now 9 cm. I went from 4 to 9 in one hour... This is GREAT GREAT GREAT NEWS. I got such an energy boost...Ake keeps rubbing my back telling me, were nearly there...

1 am

I'm starting to feel the urge to push and make a run for the birth stool...Doc comes in and tells Ake in Thai, this might be couple of hours for a first time mom, so stay cool...Pushing is easy...in fact, getting to bloody 4 cm was the hardest part...and as the nurses slowly get ready, with Ake coaching me to push, OOOPS, THE HEAAAAD IS OUT!! I catch Andrei's head in my hands and push the whole body out. What a feeling! I caught my baby. And it's a little Ake!...My legs are shaking, I start crying with joy while the nurses are running for gloves. Andrei is in my hands crying his heart out. Go ahead son, work out those lungs!

Baby taking care of, and I lay down on the bed to get the placenta out. I'd push so hard that I have muscle spasms in my legs, but no urge to push...half an hour and the doctor can't get the placenta out through massage, cause I'm not relaxed. Luckily I know Thai, cause she says to Ake "were gonna have to prep her for surgery!" WHAT? No way. Not when I've come this far. I'm not letting any scalpel touch me now...I signal to the doctor 'Let me have one more push.' Hurray, the placenta comes out! I'm done!!!!

Sure, I have a 3rd degree tear, but those love hormones we're supposed to have in huge quantaties at birth are really really working. I can't feel anything but pure joy and sheer happiness!

Birth is fantastic!

Following...Postparthum Thoughts

And ... the baby
Our finest moment...29th of December, 1:07 am...the birth of our son, Andrei Han-Ming.
We had the birth of our dreams...story to follow soon...
1:07

and the following hours...


it's mom's milk...but daddy wants a go at feeding...

Strawberries, almonds, yoghurt and raisins

My new favorite thing...The fantastic weather in Thailand these days (clear skies, 24 C) have brought the strawberry season...At 3-4 euros a kilo it's such a bargain...Mix'em up with some almods, plain yoghurt and few raisins to replace pure sugar..DELICIOUS!
This is one thing I love about Thailand. If you wanna eat healthy food, you can easily aford it..in fact, it's probably cheaper than the junk option.


Our little boy takes his time...At our last check-up he was 3,500 and as the doctor says quite a long baby...We went thourgh our family history to find out who's to 'blame' for such a basketball player. It's Ake's granddad, a 190 cm chinese man!!! Since neither myself or Ake are really tall, it would be funny to have our boy turned teen overtaking us in height...

Anyhow, doctors orders were clear: WE SORT OF NEED TO ENCOURAGE THIS KIDDO TO COME OUT...Spicy food is supposed to do that...so whenever it's not strawberries, it's curry!!! I've had buckets of curry since, but no dice! In fact, he seems to enjoy the combination of flavours...

Back soon....

Birth Story - Bangkok

So I knew that Thai policemen are trained in delivering babies, but never actually thought it often comes to that. Well, it happened to a friend of Ake's family.

The woman got stuck in traffic(and in Bangkok that may mean, your car is moving literally few metres an hour), the taxi driver panicked and grabbed the first policeman he saw. The guy was very reassuring and said with a huge smile:'No worries, Mam. This is my 8th delivery on the streets of Bangkok!" I'll spare you the details, but basically, within an hour the baby was out. And where in Bangkok? In the most crowded spot in the entire city, Victory Monument, where you basically have to fight your way through. Naturally, when it was all over, the ambulance arrived as well...

This one was great to hear as my little one is ready to pop any day now...

Just few days away from entering the last strech...the 9th month...I kind of stop growing, so what you saw in the pictures below is pretty much all...
Very very excited to see the little one and take him around..Well maybe not for the first few months, but after that. I was reading somewhere that a kiddo born between two cultures that grows up traveling is called a 'third culture child'...That's what we're having gang! I wonder what he's gonna answer at 'Where are you from?'...But hey, he'll figure it out...

We miss traveling a bit..I must say...but I'm sure these few months are just a break...and we decided, that while the kiddo is small we'll be targeting the poshier destinations...New Zealand, Japan...We're throwing in China in there too - the wild card.

Did I say China? Have a look at what I found on the net...

SKILLS ONLY FOUND IN CHINA

Back with more photos of that gorgeous pool...and a better view of the bump at nearly 8 months...especially no 3 side view.



It's big, folks! But not big enough yet! ;)

Pampering...

Well, me managed to calm down the kiddo, so he would layed off the contractions and after a 7 months dry of holidays we headed for the beach...We'd missed several opportunities in the past and we were really really hoping for this one to work or else we'd go bonkers! Enough of Bangkok!



We drove to Cha-am, some 200 km away from Bangkok. The plan was to just get there and find some place to stay. From the express way you see loads of signs like ' Beach Garden Resort. > 500 m'...easy enough.

PAMPERING was the name of the game. We were looking for something with a swimming pool and a massage parlor nearby...and boy, we foud it. We stayed at Baan Rom Mai, a U-shape designed resort with a tropical garden and a 200 metre swimming pool with tiny whirpools all around. HEEEEA - VEN!!



So, for 2 days, we did nothing but soak our selves in the pool or go for oil massages...It's not like I can be too adventurous at this stage. :))

Pregnancy wise...

HEAT! That's the only thing I hate about being pregnant...I sweat my butt off even when it's just 23 C...not to mention the total agony when the termometer hits 30 or 35. Therefore...the pool...

I'm a week away from entering my 8th month now, feeling great...Yeah, sure, I'm not a spring flower anymore, I need to catch my breath after couple of stairs, my stomach is basically inside my rib cage...but other than that, it's a fabulous thing watching and feeling the little bouncing all over the place.

Blogger..?

This service is going from bad to worse...took me 20 min to upload the 3 photos..and I'm totaly stuck...it won't upload the rest...I'll give it a ANOTHER go in a few hours.

Coup wise ...

It's all good...in fact this coup was more of a big scare than actually dangerous...Sure, I went to work for 2 weeks driving by tanks and soldiers with guns, but by the second week everyone was oblivious to all of it.

It was just the first couple of days that people were shushing in noodle shops...after that they pretty much went on with their lives.

No economic effect either (so far..). The baht is still where it was before, in fact in has come down a bit...so we're still NOT working for peanuts.

Some new guy is the PM now...but I've lost count of it all, so can't tell you much there...


Baby wise ...

7 months now and starting to feel like a punching bag...Those first few delicate flutters that I first felt way back, have now turned into sharp jabs and hard kicks, some powerful enough to take my breath away!!

It sort of funny the way the whole belly waves when kiddo decides to start his tumble turns...great great stuff for dads!!!

Getting out of Bangokok wise...

In 2 weeks we've got a 9 days holiday...Our first PAYED holiday...!!! Gotta celebrate, right?

We'll be packing our troubles and heading towards central Thailand...couple of hours north of Bangkok. Main destination : LOPBURI. Some classic Khmer temples and lots, lots of monkeys...I've been there before and loved it...the monkeys have literally taken over the city, they've conquered the temples, they're walking the streets and robbing the naive travellers...
Last time I had to literally fight 5 baby monkeys to keep my bag...I WON"T be swinging anything this time!:)

State of emergency in Thailand Possible coup!

We fell asleep around 7 pm. Got up around 10 pm...Ake was ready to go out and get some food, when SHIT the streets are empty. That's always odd on our street cause normally the street stays packed until midnight.

Opened the TV. All channels BLANK, some add saying 'we will resume trasmision later'...then we got a phone call from Ake's best buddy saying that tanks have surrounded the parliment (that's half of the army that supports the plot). Bad news for us! We live 10 min away from the parliment! RATS!

Just as I'm typing now tanks are rolling down our street.

TV still out, all Radio channels out, cell phones not working...hurray for the internet.

A minute ago PM's oponent (Who's this guy? No one knows about him...I mean not even the Thais) announced on TV they took over the parliment and Taksin's (that's the PM) house, propreties...This guys acts like the PM's a dictator..I mean is one thing to take over, another thing to take the guy's house while he's in NY.

GOOD NEWS! The school called...NO school tomorrow! Possibly until Friday!

...we'll keep you guys posted...

Updates

Not lazy, just really really busy...so sorry folks...by hurray..news.

1 - British weather in Bangkok. Heck , we haven't seen the sky for ages...a classic modern combination of polution and in Bangkok's case monsoon skies. I've counted 3 raining episodes just yesterday...absolutely pouring!

2 - Went to see MY SUPER EX-GIRLFRIEND...I read on imdb.com some good reviews and thought maybe the jokes in the movie are terrific or something. Don't go, guys! A total waste of time..yeah, sure few jokes here'n there, but not enough to make it interesting...Silly is the best word for it!

3 - I'm just about ready to enter my 7th...starting to waddle like a duck. Nowdays, I think twice before approaching a tight spot..he he he, not that I was ever so slim to disregard the lack of space....but in pretty good shape otherwise...

4 - Despite 'daddy's' fingers and toes crossed, WE'LL HAVE A BOY!!! Makes sense for me...I've been craving my all time favorite things...living on cheese and tomatoes and lemon juice and banana shakes. Graparents prayers have been answered!

5 - Following tomorrow ... one of the 'funniest birth stories' ...well written...what can I say..I'm getting ready for the big PUSH!

Hi gang!

Moving into the 6th month and feeling (still) very sporty...heck, working 7 days a week, but who's complaining..at the end of this there is a 3 month maternity leave!

Finishing the materninty class tomorrow with a tour of the baby ward...bless them...up to 10 newborns sleeping like sausages.
Other than that, once you're pregnant you're pretty much all together in the maternity zone...so...


10 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE "ESTROGEN ISSUES"

1. Everyone around you has an attitude problem.

2. You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omlette.

3. The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans - and those are maternity jeans!

4. Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.

5. People stop asking 'how was your day?'

6. Your husband is number one on your speed dial. Only so you can add yet one more grocery item for him to pick up after work.

7. You cry at TV commercials featuring babies, mothers, fathers, animals.

8. Your moher in law has stopped calling when she knows you'll be home.

9. Department stores in your area know you by name - at least their complaints deapartment does.

10. You can't beleive Haagen Dazs only comes in pints.

Wedding season...

Some of our friends here decided 'it's time to nail the coffin' (Thai saying) and so we were there with bells on to cheer for them.

The first one was the Thai style wedding of Ake good friend Ton. Thai weddings are lovely, but man, there always 10 chiefs trying to direct everyone and everything. It was the same for us a year ago, and that tought me a great lesson 'You gotta let go!' WE DID and had a blast..it was like it wasn't even our wedding...These guys took our advice and enjoyed themselves. What if the mother-in-law picks the food and 3/4 of the guests are father-in-law's friends, right? Let go...cause there nothing to be done.
A really nice wedding...and as it is in Thai weddings, you don't get to hang out much with the couple...cause they were either taking photos, pouring tea, basically being put on the spot in all 4 corners.





The second one was an ALTERNATIVE WEDDING PARTY...Great idea! But proved the point above. If you want YOUR KIND of wedding, you gotta make sure your parents are up for it or go against all odds...It was all set up in an art gallery, great music, great photos, self served drinks, lots of young people and you've guessed...no parents!!! In fact hardly anyone over 40. The couple getting married was a distant cousin of Ake, both working in the movie - advertising bussines..and IT SHOWED.
Loved the party, but felt a bit sad to have the parents excluded...I know I would miss my kid's wedding for the world...Fingers crossed I'll turn into a cool mom!
(sorry...we didn't take the camera with us for this one)

Our first pre-natal class...

We've been chillin out big time lately, going for massages, movies, cafes since the weather in Bangkok was pretty cool. 30 C with clear blue skies (a real treat!!) and seldom showers. Staying in Bangkok totally paid off!

Moving along, we've signed up for a pre-natal course...3 weeks, 6 sesssions of talks, exercises on how to deliver, what to do when labour begins and stuff. Mommmy and daddy classes basically. :)

First day was mainly Pilates exercises, pair streching. So we watched a video first, and all the guys were joking that the woman must be a yoga instructor with a pillow tummy ,'No way my wife can stretch like that!' I'm just 5 months and compare to the 8 months mommies I'm still small, but, man, these women can stretch! I've read in all the books, but never actually believe it. The closer you come to 9 months the more flexible you are. Ake is a guy you can bend in half and he wouldn't blink, and I could still bend or stretch further. (Clap ! Clap! Clap!!! :)) Yeap, it was really funny watching all the dads suffering while we weren't even breaking a sweat. Mommies kicked butt!

All in all a great day! Looking forward to the second session.

5 months update

Alright, we've completly slacked off this month blogging wise, but following we have a 2 weeks holiday. The plan was to get out of Bangkok (finally!) but I got really sick(all good now!) so we'll be staying close to hospitals at least till December. Rats!

The good news is, we'll be having enough time to post some more, although, heck, who's gonna read it cause everyone's on holiday, right?

To all my curious friends out there, as promised my 5 months tummy. I expect it will be at least double if not triple in size by the 9th month...Don't know if I'll have any guts to post 9 months photos. I'll probably be like a giant whale by then...he he he...Well, not to worry!




...and of course...the proud father...:)