Life Journal
Monday, 31 December 2007
What's behind Joni 仲妮's name?
Why Confucius? Well, actually we chose the English name first and then only came up with a Chinese name that sounds similar. My father came up with a bunch of suggestions for Chinese names and presented them to us. I like a lot of what I have read of Confucius' original teachings (or supposed original teachings, since Emperor Qin Shi Huang 秦始皇 destroyed his original works) for a lot of it sounds very Biblical -- including the Golden Rule. So of all the suggestions my father made, I liked this one best, and Juliane was agreeable to that suggestion.
Thursday, 20 December 2007
Merry Christmas!
Of course, this year also saw the birth of Joni, which is what made me start blogging. Peng did live long enough to anticipate becoming "Aunty Peng" to little Joni (though she hadn't been named yet as we didn't know her gender until later.) I remember laughing at how our good friend Joshua's blog became a daddy blog when his daughter Zoe was born, but now I'm the same way!
Many of our friends and relatives also had babies this year, including Ian's sister Diane, whose second child and first son Dylan was born 11 days after Joni, cousin Wen Jye had his second child, uncle Chee Seng & Gwen had their third daughter, and many friends including Beng Keat & Lai Li had a daughter, James & Sharon had another son, and Andreas and Yee Send had a son.
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Cat's in the Cradle
I heard this recording in Dobson's parenting podcast recently, and heard him quote Harry Chapin's song, "Cat's in the cradle". This is a really good cautionary tale for all dads. It strengthens my resolve to be an integral part of my Joni's life.
Cats in the Cradle
by Harry Chapin
My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away, but his smile never dimmed,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."
Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."
I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
Breast pump holder
She saw a commercial breast pump holder on the Internet for US$30 and the Medella distributor could get it for RM 120, but it wasn't in stock and they would have to order it from overseas.
So I modified one of Juliane's old sports bras and voila! Click here to see it.
If you want to do this, you might want to use a sports bra with seams across the nipple like I did -- then I unpicked the seams to the correct location and stitched the edges so that they would not fray.
Counting our blessings: Pusat Kesihatan Kecil Puchong
- EPF
- Medical facilities for those who are not rich
And in medicine, The rich have the best health care in the world, but if you have no money or insurance, you die. (Except that there are some Christian and charitable organizations in a few limited places that provide free or subsidised health care to the poor, for example, in Chicago there is Pacific Garden Mission -- but most places don't have this.)
What reminded me of our blessings in this area is that on Monday morning, I took baby Joni to Pusat Kesihatan Kecil Puchong (Little Medical Centre of Puchong) which is only 5 minutes from my house, for her first month checkup, and we didn't have to pay even one sen! Most government hospitals at least charge a nominal fee, e.g. RM 10 for a visit, RM 30 for 1 month's supply of medicine) but this one didn't charge anything! (Not even for the cream the pediatrician supplied for baby Joni's rashes.)
Every so often, we hear horror stories about mistakes government hospitals make. But that happens everywhere; perhaps the implication is that the incidence is higher at government hospitals than in malpractice-conscious American commercially-run hospitals, but I don't have any statistics on this.
Anyway, I've been complaining about the government a lot lately, especially with the propaganda & disinformation about the Bersih pro-democracy protests, but health care is one place where this government actually has some good policies and I'm thankful for that.