Monthly Archives: December 2007

What did Caitlin get for Christmas?

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Traditionally & culturally, my family does not celebrate Christmas.

But that of course did not stop us from wanting to get Caitlin a present.

This Christmas was the first time I played Santa as a father- I didn’t really know how to go about it. And since becoming parents, we have always wanted to get our kids toys / gifts that are at least educational & fun; such as books, puzzles, them touchy-feely books things that play music & spells, etc. So, I wanted to get her something that I hoped she liked, but at the same time isn’t something of a waste of time. So I wasn’t going to go full on with the wrapping & surprising her..

So we went shopping at Midvalley’s The Gardens, to at-the-same-time visit a pal of mine who co-owns the shop / business.

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Granted, Wind’s business & market is not targeted at toddlers, but I did see a few things that I thought would still satisfy the above requirements for a gift for Caitlin.

You are probably wondering what that picture of the duck above is all about- it’s what I got Caitlin.

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Hee hee!

I gotta say however, that after we got home, I wasn’t too pleased with just getting her something this little for Christmas…

So stay tuned for what else lucky little Caitlin got from Daddee! ;)

O Tannenbaum O Tannenbaum..

Ok it took me a while to complete / put this together; even to the point of BEING LATE / OVERDUE..

But here they are..

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At The Curve

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The Gardens, Midvalley

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KL International Airport

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Martin Place, Sydney

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Martin Place, Sydney

Hiatus over Christmas time…

Hi everyone,

Just like to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!

I am away from base at the moment- in Sydney, and Caitlin, Mummee & I are thoroughly enjoying the break here from everything.

So postings will be few and far between these few days/weeks… I will try and post some happy pics though, whenever I can!

Until then!

Preparing toddler for a newborn sibling

Like all new additions to the family, Caitlin’s been the only target of attention so far from all our family members. Even on my side where Caitlin is the 14th of her generation, since the gap is about 12 years to her nearest cousin she has still been enjoying the attention from her aunts & my parents; it’s like reliving the joy of their kids all over again, they say. And, since Caitlin is the first of her generation on Mummee’s side of the family, you can pretty much expect to more than double the attention she gets.

So, now that Mummee’s due in mid-January with Caitlin’s baby-brother, how do parents prepare a child such as Caitlin for his impending arrival?

One of the adorable traits about Caitlin is her fascination with humans of similar or smaller sizes than her. Whenever she is out & she sees another toddler, or a baby, or a stroller, she insists to get close to them to greet them or just watch what they do. It’s all well & cute until she actually wants to touch / pat them that the parents of the other kids start giving us the death stare Is your kid going to infect some contagious parasitic disease to mine?? Is she?? IS SHE?? Often times Caitlin would really question why she is pulled away from them. Poor kid’s just curious, & may even be that she is exhibiting traits of the bigger-sister care-giving.

So, while it looks like that will work in our advantage, for months now Mummee & I have been telling her to be expecting a baby brother in the months to come.

In Asian language(s) there is a title to all of your relatives: Mum’s-2nd-younger-brother-uncle, eldest-sister-cousin-from-mum’s-side, dad’s-eldest-sister’s-husband; you get the picture. Luckily, the closer the relative, the simpler the title. Thus, for older sister, it’s jie-jie. It is also polite to address those slightly older as jie-jie (older-than-I girl), or ge-ge (older-than-I boy).. So sometimes asking the kiddies to say thank-you jie-jie when the older lady actually deserves to be called AUNTIE , can get you cheap brownie points.

Anyway.

So, since Caitlin’s been able to understand, we’ve been telling her to say thank-you jie-jie to salesgirls, or just girls obviously older than her. Somewhere from 1 to 3 yrs old, she’s gotten the concept.

So with baby brother’s impending arrival, we’ve been telling Caitlin that she is going to be a jie-jie herself. Lately, she’s been adamantly correcting everyone to start calling her jie-jie, even the adults.

“Caitlin, can you come and..”

“NO! It’s jie-jie! Call me jie-jie!

She also knows that the baby is still growing in Mummee’s stomach. Lucky for us she hasn’t asked how it got there. Otherwise she would stop stroking / talking to Mummee’s stomach & start looking at Daddee something funny.

Since it’s Christmas, Grandma has recently taken Caitlin shopping for a baby doll. I came home from work to find her napping with her arm around it, & Grandma was telling me that Caitlin was the one who chose it & wouldn’t let her wrap it as a Christmas present. It’s one of those that cries & can be silenced by stuffing it with a pacifier.

Digression: Lucky for us:

  • Caitlin hasn’t stolen private moments to suck on the pacifier, so we know for sure she’s weaned off it; though the pacifier is only as thick as a ballpoint pen refill (which mechanically shuts the bawling baby doll)
  • She didn’t insist on one of those that requires feeding & then poops out the other end.

Grandma says that this is her way of also preparing Caitlin for baby-brother’s arrival, that while the attention will thus be shifted to the little man when he arrives, perhaps Caitlin can be kept busy doing similar stuff to her own baby.

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I can see some rationale in that. In the few days Caitlin has been talking to the baby doll asking similar questions we have been asking her, & comforting it like I do: Nodding to it saying It’s okay, it’s awright & patting its chest, while I have been leaving her alone doing, err, blogging-related research (!)

But then again, it’s only been a few days. I will ask her soon if she can recall the whereabouts of previous favourite toys…

What do you do to prepare your first child for the arrival of the second & subsequent ones? As some of you are already parents of a few kids, I would be keen to hear from you.

PS: I am wondering, however, if she did choose the one that needs feeding & poops at the other end, whether Caitlin will still be a ever-willing jie-jie

Since being a parent..

Caitlin has just celebrated her 3rd birthday only a few weeks ago. Effectively that makes me a parent for just over 3 years (I am counting the months leading to her birth- after all the responsibilities start then..)

Taking JoJo’s cue: So, what have you learned, Daddee?

If Mummee asks you to watch her pregnant tummy move, you watch her pregnant tummy move! Even if the tv is showing this year’s Victoria Secret runway show. Actually, especially if the tv is showing this year’s Victoria Secret runway show. You can always try and find it again on the net (Someone send me the link please).

Don’t assume the obstetrician is rude if he doesn’t respond to you much. You are not his patient- he doesn’t have to put you at ease.

A cross-eyed obstetrician will still sew straight. Not to worry. (No, I already said he’s not rude! I do like him!)

Accidentally giving a toddler spicy food is not funny. There is nothing more helpless than watching the desperation of a toddler doing all of the following at the same time:

  • Grabbing at her tongue trying to remove it from her skull
  • “nnnggggghhhhffffffffff…… NNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFF!!”
  • Jumping up & down on her high chair, without using her legs
  • Trying to tell you “IT’S HOT IT’S HOT” without the control of her tongue

Children’s entertainment is no longer just playing with marbles or Casio LCD games. Computer generated animation does not always mean quality viewing.

You can forget about following the latest season of CSI. You no longer own your tv. On the brighter side, you can chat with your toddler about her favourite characters & why when Pocoyo didn’t share his bubbles with Ellie, Lula ended up being the victim also. Just follow the trail of events / evidence.

You’ll find yourself humming the theme songs of children’s shows.

Some of the songs in these shows are actually better written than what’s on the top 40.

Children can be reasoned with- they already seem to understand you around the same time they start teething.

If Mummee required epidural, & if you can stomach it, give her encouragement during delivery, even if it is visual (like thumbs up from the end of the bed). She cannot feel if she is even pushing at all.

Making an infant giggle is no easy task. But it does seem to build rapport.

Eye contact with your chilld is indescribable. Looking up at you squarely & grinning at you at their achievements is even better.

By all accounts we are not broke. But we may as well be because not only can’t we spend that savings, it’s still not going to be enough!

Mummies like to see the baby / toddler carseat left on your backseat. It means you are beyond just married.

Your waistline tends to increase at the same rate as their age. But you are actually not as fussed about it as you were when you were single. Except the need to shop for new pants.

It didn’t come with instructions, but somehow you do get it done.

Morning bad breath already starts at toddler-hood.

As soon as they start running, get a good pair of shoes. Get them a pair too.

Sometimes you pine for some alone time. When you are alone you wonder what they are doing & wished you could take them out to see the X’mas decor in the shopping centres.

Positive reinforcements is the best way to teach & influence a toddler, & builds confidence & self esteem.

Be cordial to your spouse. You are their model of couplehood.

They watch everything you do & say, & store it away to ask you later.

And they ask, and ask, and ask, and ask, and ask, and ask, and ask….

What are the first things you recall about first being a parent?

Child disciplining

It’s a tricky subject.

I have written about this before, and one local comment I got was that they do not use their hand to spank; rather they’d use a cane. An Australian friend I was chatting with also mentioned that she would used a wooden spoon, something she learned from her own mum, on her.

Cultural cross-overs, and I don’t just mean on the cross-continent type. As Amy’s already mentioned, even within the same society different families have very different practises. My own views and experiences below are my personal ones, from a culture & household in which I grew up- Western cultures would probably cry foul over the following!

I wasn’t the easiest kid for my own mum. She used to tell me that out of her 5 kids (I am the youngest), I was the one that aged her the most. She also used to cane me; I cannot remember if my older siblings got the cane. Right now if you asked me if I can remember much of those caning days, I can only tell you of one incident where I know I was probably a real ass & very probably deserved it: From visual memory I was backed into a corner curled up as small as I physically could looking up at mum whipping the cane yelling / replaying / reminding me (not swearing) what the f I was doing wrong & what a pain I am / was. I got superficial bruises & some parts even drew blood.

I also recall later that night she came over, asked how I was, did I know what I did wrong, would I do it again. It was her way of making peace. I was cool with it.

If you asked me if I remember what I did to deserve that, I couldn’t tell you! But I am damn sure it made me who I am today. Don’t get me wrong, I like who I am now- I am no serial killer, I am not abusive, and I think I am mentally sound!

I am eternally grateful for my parents. They have provided very well for all of us & we are now law abiding citizens & compassionate & respectful human beings. We are a very close knit family still even when we all have our own families now; you’d find I sporadically mention my family members because we make it a point to see everyone at least once a week.

Canes were also used in schools. While I can’t ever recall being caned, in the private high school I attended (only for 2 years before going abroad) if the cane was ever required it would mean that the “crime” was really severe- getting caught smoking or bringing porn to school (Hey it was the early 80′s). It would also mean that the caning would be conducted “publicly”- during school assemblies for seemingly the whole world to see. I thought that was good enough reason to be even more careful with the material!

The cane was the most feared instrument of discipline, at home & in school. I think these days it is rarely used anymore- though I could be mistaken… Perhaps still in local public schools? My dad had never spanked me, though he may have used the cane before, but I don’t have memories of that. I know he would never use his hands because he too has had some form of martial arts training. If you know martial arts, you know you tend to hit efficiently, which could be damaging.

To be sure, where I say I have no memories of this or that, it is not because I have blocked them out! I really cannot recall them because they (probably??) never happened. So- there! My memories of growing up actually consist more of quality time spent chatting with my mum over the kitchen counter. We did (still do) talk, something that my school friends found very weird (“You chit-chat with your mum??”); their experience was very probably one-way conversations of the-mother-issued commands.

My generation does not use the cane. Frankly I see our kids being better behaved than my days (or maybe it was just me?) My nieces and nephews are all generally very well behaved. However when the situation required it, my brother did spank his boy, but again I don’t think it was very often.

With me these days, as mentioned before I do spank when required- I think it works. But I also hope that once the child has experienced it before, that the threat of it is a strong enough deterrent, that s/he will never have to experience it again.

My 3yr old Caitlin has experienced it once with me. And I think with her it was already once too often, for me especially. But as with my opinion above, she knows I mean it from my increasingly-urgent tone each time she defies me- my limit is between 4-5 times of request before I “take action”. She usually gets going by request no.3; which Mummee thinks is already over (her) limit.

I reason with Caitlin for almost all individual specific requests- she may still be too young to understand general rules. Lately, empathy seems to work too (“Would you like it if the [same consequence] was to happen to you too?”), but Mummee’s reverse psychology tactic was already working before mine, a skill Mummee practises very well- I can vouch for it! However I don’t like it because there is no reasoning, only the consequence of the opposite. Reasoning then has to be a conscious next-step.

At this point, I know I am still Caitlin’s favourite human on earth. So I think I am doing okay.

I offer a different opinion than those who have come before me. Do me a favor, leave me a comment. If you agree with any of what I say, support me. If you disagree, I want to know what you do that works better. Here are the opinions of those who have wrote on this subject before me.

Instructions:

1. Go to your blog.
2. Post about the topic.
3. Give me the hot, hard, and heavy linky love
4. Copy the last paragraph above and add your name and discipline style.
5. Post that paragraph onto your blog, including links. (I am trying work out how to requote the codes here)
6. Go to the five people you have tagged and leave them a comment to know they are now, it.
7. Sit back and let the comments roll in.

And so I am interested in what you have to say…

Tips on photographing babies

As a few of you guys are recent dads, I thought I’d share a couple of posts I’d come across today.

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I’d also like to share the following few shots I took. As you can see my attempts have not been .. er.. “keepers”, per se. But these are the only ones I have of Caitlin only days after her birth, and with an ageing (even by those days’ standards) Canon ixus. Yes I am blaming my tools! :P

The only thing I could adjust then was the “exposure” setting- no aperture nor speed settings.

There were still a few which I took that turned out ok, but these were in better lighting conditions and the camera set to timer, left sitting on the cot, snapping a sleeping (a la motionless) baby.

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Above all, like Inside Fatherhood advocates, keep snapping away at the kiddies, for they grow so fast, once.

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PS: Sorry for the poor layout of the pics & texts. I have actually been contemplating changing the theme of this blog lately…