Friday, January 20, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Fieldtrip to Chinatown with Ben and tag along Jacob. Picked up Maddie from school. Walked home in a wildly heavy downpour without an umbrella. Put a movie on for Jacob hoping he'd fall asleep on the couch upstairs and take a much needed nap. I think he did...but I wouldn't know because I fell asleep downstairs on the other couch. Woke up to a crash and cry from upstairs - too tired to get up and check. I think he fell off the couch but the crying was short and we both went out again. Quality parenting here these days.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
According to the reliable internet searches I did, a bed bug bite can show up as late as 9 days after the bite occurred. I had a bite appear 10 days after our extermination attempts. It had me pretty nervous that we hadn’t nipped this problem in the butt quite yet and that the next few days I’d be waking with more and more itchy miserable bites. And the worst part of that scenario? Knowing I was still sleeping with weird creepy bugs IN MY BED!
Luckily now we are on day 18 post treatment and I have no signs of more bites and I haven’t seen any on Maddie. Of course every time I feel something I mentally turn it into a phantom bed bug bite and the mind games begin again until I can confirm there is no raised bump on my body. My overall conclusion from the entire experience? Bed bugs suck. Bad news is I have zero confidence level we won’t get them again someday. It’s either that or lice. Pick your poison, eh?
Monday, January 16, 2012
|Bright and early at 5:30 am a tuk tuk driver showed up at our hotel to take us out to serve the children breakfast. They arrive as early as 6:00 am to eat the free breakfast provided by the school.|
Jacob playing peek-a-boo with the cooks, a game that seems to cross all language barriers. This is the entire kitchen with two huge pots of rice porridge for breakfast, a gas burner to cook with and a shelf to put the full bowls on for serving.
|Two rows of five or six long picnic benches for the children to eat breakfast and lunch.|
|Jacob loved serving breakfast. He was so wildly excited to get the next bowl and deliver it that he had to have an adult help slow him down and steady the bowl so it didn't end up all over the floor.|
|The kids were so cute. They were excited to have their pictures taken, but so shy around my older kids.|
|Finally some of them warmed up enough to stand near Ben though they were obviously daring each other to do it first and playfully pushing their friends close to him.|
|Jake, of course, had no trouble with the kids. He knows just how to play with everyone and made loads of friends easily. The kids loved his light skin, blonde hair and thought it was so funny to see glasses on such a little baby boy.|
|An average home just outside the school gates. Most the children probably come from homes like this.|
|More average homes in the school neighborhood.|
|Man fishing and repairing his net to catch food for lunch or dinner that day. The fish were so small it would have taken a long time to catch enough to feed a whole family.|
|Next time I want to complain about laundry, I will try to remember this guy. Two buckets and a string. That's all he had.|
|This is nearly the entire LDS ward primary with our kids included. Such a happy bunch on Christmas morning. Their open arms made it a Christmas to remember.|
Friday, January 13, 2012
A purse is where a woman is supposed to keep her arsenal of gear to handle any and every emergency of life.
It should hold things like:
· mobile phone
· gum (or if you live in Singapore where gum is illegal – mints)
· extra emergency cash
· credit cards
· hair brush
· compact mirror
· lip gloss
· hand wipes
· a few pens
· lots of old receipts and trash
If you have kids, add to that:
· more handwipes
· antibiotic cream/spray
· Nintendo DS or comparable item for entertainment value at the doctor office
· Hard candy
· Hand sanitizer
· Hair ties
· Tide to go
· Little toys
If I were properly stocked, I bet I could do about as well as MacGyver in most situations. Alas, I’ve never been able to force myself to carry a purse longer than a week. It’s just a nuisance to me. I have been carrying a camera case for about a year now. It fits (barely) my drivers license, cash and cards plus my phone. That’s about it. Anytime I try to put my keys in it I can’t zip it shut.
Today I had my regular doctor appointment to check on the baby. Report is basically the same as last the last one two weeks ago. Back in two more weeks for another baby scan. Anyway, when I was checking out they prepared a packet for me in addition to all the regular check out stuff they do. As I left she handed it to me and said, “Just keep this envelope in your bag all the time.”
“Huh?” I queried.
“Just keep it in your handbag.”
Fairly sure I was still displaying a totally blank stare.
“In case something goes wrong and you have medical problems you will have all our emergency contact numbers to call, the direct line to the ambulance* to Mount Elizabeth Hospital and if emergency responders need it then your entire medical history for the pregnancy is all included here.” (*You have to call a specific number for an ambulance to the hospital you want to go to, you don’t just call the 911 equivalent to take you to the closest hospital where you are at the time because they may not take your insurance or you may have to have cash on hand to pay.)
“Oh. You mean like a purse. Oh. Okay. But seriously? I’m supposed to keep this with me all the time, everywhere I got until I deliver?”
The answer came back in the affirmative and I just had to laugh inside. A purse. I guess I can shove it in the make shift diaper bag I’ve been using lately. Maybe I’ll relent and get a purse. Then again, in eight weeks I’ll have a diaper bag super glued to my body for another two years. What’s the point in converting now? I’ll enjoy these last eight weeks of my purse-free life.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Wasn't bad just as it was though. Three smiling happy kids. All ready for school and learning and friends again. Late start today made for plenty of time for morning chores without tears and no frantic morning rush. Good bedtime last night meant no tired kids today. Brian even got up early and took the car to fill the gas tank at the station and was back as I got out of the shower. He is too fantastic for words, especially considering how physically exhausted I am after the great four days of house guests, late nights, hiking and biking. Today I'll just try to forget that the clock resets the first week of March and we have a new baby with diapers and middle of the night feedings on the horizon. Today I'm free for a solid two hours and going to make the most of it!