Month: December 2018

We’re having a boy! Maybe. (old post)

Because of these indicators:

  • Shanshan’s lack of morning sickness
  • She’s been feeling hot rather than cold
  • Hard to tell from behind that she’s pregnant (although she’s nigh on seven months)
  • The taxicab driver last Friday said so



untitled (old post)

it has been another gloriously foggy day in beijing!

i love the fog here… rolling in crisp, cool, and clean from the ocean. sometimes, it is so thick that it clings to my arms, forming little droplets.

it reminds me in so many ways of the time i spent in edinburugh nigh on 25 years ago.

this is such a wondrous time of the year!

little voice robs?
me hmmmmmmmh?
little voice you do know that beijing isn’t on the ocean, right?
me well….
little voice and, that it isn’t fog you walked through on the way to work.
me but…
little voice also, that those little droplets you mentioned are, in fact, sweat.
me fine… well, at least i’ll always have edinburugh

the title of this entry makes reference to A Foggy Day (In London Town).

Here’s a link to a version done by Hazel Scott, Charlie Mingus, and Rudy Nichols during a 1955 televised pitch for the March of Dimes fight against Polio.

A Perspective (old post)

Last night, Shanshan had a very bad case of la duza, resulting in frequent trips to the bathroom. At about 11 pm, we decided it was time to head to the hospital. We were not only concerned about la duza, but how it might affect our soon-to-be baby.

So, we went out side, caught a cab to InternationalSOS, and got Shanshan checked-in. She was the only patient there when we arrived.

(Her parents met us there since they were concerned and the hospital is a short drive from their home.)

She was quickly given a private ward which had it’s own bathroom (promptly used).

After a nurse took her vitals, the doctor saw her and confirmed that it was, indeed, a bad case of la duza. She was given some packs of saline crystals to mix with water and taken five times a day, some medication to help make things a bit more solid, and was sent home.

All in all, our stay at the hospital was right around an hour, and cost well within my daily insurance limit for outpatient services.


Changes in Time and Space (old post)

One month into my 50th year. Chong Chong a few days into his sixth month. A time, perhaps, to look back.

Shanshan and I don’t have a huge apartment. Three bedrooms and two bathrooms.

When we brought Chong Chong home from the hospital, our Yue Sao moved in with as well, and would stay with us pretty much nonstop for the next three months. Mom and dad were over during the day, but would go home just before dinner.

Since then, it has been mom staying with us from Sunday afternoon through Friday night, and dad with us from the morning until after dinner each of these days. We also have an Ayi that is with us five days a week for roughly four hours a day to clean and help with the cooking.