Just Going

So, a few weeks ago I kinda sorta moved my blog and didn’t bother telling anybody.  For a while now I’ve been feeling a little ‘meh’ about my blog — as evidenced by the complete lack of activity on it — because as we’ve gotten more and more settled to our life here in Hong Kong, we’re less coming and going and more staying indefinitely.  And let’s face it, “Staying Indefinitely” is kind of a weird blog title.  So I’m starting over.  Here:


Two Monkeys.  Because honestly, I really only ever write about the kiddos.  Plus if this isn’t the face of a monkey, then I don’t know what is:


June 18, 2010 at 8:24 pm Leave a comment

Trying To Even Things Up A Bit (…But Not Really)

Even before Mark and I had Julian, we always knew that as much as we would like to give the boys the same opportunities and experiences as one another, it’s just an impossible thing to do.  It doesn’t mean that we don’t try, but still, things are much different here in Hong Kong.  The one area I have the hardest time juggling is in making sure that both boys get enough attention — attention in general as well as from both me and Mark individually.  And if anyone gets shortchanged in the attention department, I hate to admit that it’s Julian.  I naively assumed that as children got older they would require less constant attention.  Well, color me surprised when Noah turned out to want to hang out with me just as much now as he did when he was younger.  Toss in a preschool with a strong parent-participation ethos, weekly playdates, running around town for the usual banal household errands, plus a weekly knitting group for me (so as I don’t go insane), and there are days when I feel that I barely see Julian.  Luckily he’s at an age when he’s happy as long as there’s someone around making googly faces at him, but still, it doesn’t make me feel good feeling like I’m missing out on seeing my youngest (and last!) baby.

So last week I started looking around for a parent/baby class that we could do together.  I was originally thinking of doing something along the lines of a kindermusik or gymboree class, but after looking around on some local parenting forums, I saw some rave reviews about the PEKiP program here in Hong Kong.  PEKiP is a German program which essentially teaches parents how to play with their babies.  The classes are separated into very specific age groups so all the babies are roughly the same age and on the same level developmentally.  Anne, the instructor, then teaches you some games and ways to interact with your baby that’s best for where they’re at developmentally.  There’s even a baby massage lesson at the end of the class.  I know that “playing with babies” sounds like a complete no-brainer but I’d forgotten all this stuff from when I’d first done it with Noah and there are only so many times you can play peek-a-boo before you want to start banging your head against the table.  Besides, it’s interesting to learn about how your baby is physically and mentally developing.

The crazy thing about the class is that all of the babies have to be naked.  Supposedly it’s to enhance the sensory stimulation but secretly I think she enjoys playing a private game of “guess who’s going to get peed on next”.  Julian and I went to our first class on Tuesday and I’m happy to report that I did not get peed or pooped on.  He did throw up all over me but for some reason, I find getting puked on a little more sociably acceptable.  He had such a good time in class.  He was interested in everything — the toys she brought out, the games we played, the crying babies all around us.  And I loved having an hour and a half where all I did was just focus on Julian.  Another cool thing about the class is that most of the other babies were Western (that is, not Chinese) which meant that they were all on the bigger side and Julian was not the freakishly large baby of the bunch.  No double-takes and surprised looks, no inane comments like, “Are you sure he’s only six months old?”  Just a lot of oohing and ahhing and even a couple of “He looks just like you!”  (Hooray!)

Even though the babies were all about the same age (he was in the class for July and August born babies), Julian was the only one who was able to sit up by himself and crawl (which he does, but backwards…but I’ve been told that counts) so at the end of class Anne asked if she could move us to the next class which is for June babies.  I’m trying not to be too braggy about it, like he somehow just got promoted or something, but still I can’t help feel a little…eh, like…yeah, my baby is better than your baby, so suck it!  Of course now that I’ve written that down he’s probably going to regress or something, but whatever.  Just as long as he’s just as happy in the new class.

January 20, 2010 at 11:59 pm 1 comment

Pictures of Super Cute Babies*

*ok, just one baby (…and he’s mine)

January 14, 2010 at 11:11 pm 4 comments

Have I Mentioned…

By the way, look who knows how to roll over now…

January 13, 2010 at 7:54 pm 3 comments

Crying Babies…For Your Viewing Pleasure

Obviously, I lied when I was all like, “Oh yeah, I’ll upload pictures from our trip to Hawaii and California. No problem!”  I hate to pull the preschool-card again, but we’ve barely been back a week and I’ve already volunteered three times at Noah’s school — including doing an art project with the class (tip: glue + glitter + preschool = sticky, sparkly four-year-olds)  — and arranged to host another multi-child playdate (some people never learn) so finding the time to go through some 500+ photos is a little difficult.

I’m almost done but to keep you entertained while I finish up the photo galleries, here’s a short video of my brother making a baby cry.  Nice one Tito Dennis.  (And thanks Carol for the video!):

January 12, 2010 at 6:19 pm 3 comments

Two Things That I Love

Dimpled baby hands

And pudgy little baby feet

January 8, 2010 at 1:53 pm 2 comments

New Year, New Blog

I’ve been seriously neglecting this blog lately. And to be honest, when 2010 rolled around I was kind of considering just letting it fall by the wayside. Not that I hate blogging — it just takes up a lot of time. But then I got this in the mail earlier this week:

Yes, that’s right.  Coming and Going…THE BOOK.  As a belated birthday gift, my brother slurped my blog entries and turned it into a handy, portable, yet oh-so-stylish book. Two and a half years of my life condensed into 252 neat little pages. And since I am now kind of a published writer (ok, not really), I thought, well I guess I better keep this writing business up.  And so here I am again.

But first things first.  Before I can write about anything current I need to quickly recap my December.  Because it just wouldn’t feel right otherwise.  So here is what you missed since my last post…

A Cookie Decorating Playdate featuring five 4-year-olds hopped up on sugar.  This meant lots of Ben 10, yelling, screaming, some fighting, quite a bit of crying, colored sugar all over the floor, and have I mentioned the yelling and screaming?  Yeah…

A trip to Disneyland with Santa Claus, manufactured falling snow, a small monsoon and having to buy emergency ponchos.

A trip to Ocean Park with fake snow (tip: soap suds, while resembling snow, do not taste like snow.  Don’t eat them), fake snow innertubing and Noah riding on his first roller coaster (a water ride which he was enjoying…until, you know, the 20-foot plunge at the end…).

A new lens for me — a cheap, plastic Diana lens for dreamy looking pictures.  So pretty.

And general cuteness all around.

Then we jetted off to spend Christmas in Hawaii followed by me, Julian and Noah flying to CA to spend the next week with my family.  But I’m saving that for another post.

Happy New Year everybody!

January 7, 2010 at 11:32 am 5 comments

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