Wow – Ben’s first bath time was eventful. Obviously water is a new experience to the little boy, but I think he has already decided he doesn’t like it. The walls were shaking and I am sure the next door neigbours thought we we trying to murder him. Come to think of it he probably thought we were up to no good as well. He new something was up when we took him out of his nice warm towels and took his nappy off. His eyes openend wide, shortly followed by his mouth which didn’t close again till he was all wrapped up. Oh boy I hope it isn’t like that every time. It took two of us to get him washed as he was struggling so hard.
On another note why is it that everyone thinks he is cold. Nappy, Jomper suit, 2 Towels, Gloves and a Wool hat and the poor boy is scarlet. He looks like a well done lobster to me, but everyone including the doctor says, that’s ok, just keep him warm! Very Strange!
Yesterday Sa and Master Ben left hospital and came back home. It’s really quite nerve racking leaving hospital with this little bundle and absolutely no idea what to do with it if it starts screaming or something goes wrong. Having said that Phya Thai Hospital were very good. Although there is no public health service in Thailand it’s not too expensive to go private. I also think the quality of much of what was done was as good if not better than England.
For starters the level of staffing is probably double that of a UK Hospital and the quality of care and attention to detail was excellent. Sa and Bens room was also excellent. It was a huge room with a Flat screen TV, great view, fridge, microwave, kettle, safe, and a large sofa so anyone else can stay with the patient, (which is encouraged). They offer full room service and anyone can order from the extensive menu 24 Hrs a day and it was good quality, tasty Thai and European food.
On top of that, being a commercial business they offer lots of extras like, a professional video service for the birth and hospital stay, professional portrait photographer permanently on site for the all important first pictures. They even do framed, copy birth certificates with plaster foot casts of your baby attached – completely over the top, but there if you wish.
They also handle all the legal paperwork and just provide you with the birth certificate.
When you leave they pile you high with nappies, books and all sorts of free stuff to get you started. I suspect most of this is free from suppliers to try and get you hooked on their brand of whatever.
All in all very impressive and what was the cost. Everything including Cesarean, all nursing costs, medicine, 3 nights, 4 days in the room, food for everyone , video and portraits ( Ug – Anything to make Sa happy) cost around 800 GBP which I recon is pretty cheap if you think about what it would cost in the UK or US.
Last night I got to do my Second Nappy change. The first one was still dry, so no problem. However, the second one was a more messy affair. I couldnt belive my eyes when I saw it was all green inside. After a mild panic thinking that something was very wrong and then a 20 Minute brush up on facts via the Internet I could breath a sigh of relief again. I am sure anyone with a baby knows this stuff but I shure don’t!
On the second day Ben opened his eyes and took a good long look at the world for the first time. He actually took a good long look at his Dad while I was trying to stick a bottle in his mouth. I can just imagine what he was thinking. “What is this great big oaf trying to stick in my mouth?”
Now I thought that as Brown eyes were dominant, I automatically assumed that Ben would have Brown eyes, so just imagine my surprise and delight to discover they are Blue! The trouble is that on further investigation it isn’t that simple. Having now become an expert in the last 30 minutes, apparently his eyes will not be their final colour for a year or two and it all depends on whether Sa has what they call Brown/Brown or Brown/Blue genes. Apparently I am Blue/Blue which counts for didally squat (typical).
So I am going to have to wait and see (and keep my fingers crossed). It would be just lovely if they stayed a lovely shade of blue.
What do you think! This morning Sa was looking closely at Ben and said to me. He looks just like you. Now, when babies are only a few days old I really didn’t think you could tell. But it set me thinking so I went and dug out a picture of me when I was 3 days old. Wow! same nose, same hair, same feet and he is even doing the same things my mum told me I did when I was born. I am amazed!
Ok, everyone is happy he is OK. The Doctors say he might be 3 weeks early but there is nothing wrong with him. He was being vocal this morning so I can attest there is nothing wrong with his lungs and he even managed to have a good stare at daddy this morning. Probably thinking who is this man that keeps sticking a bottle in my mouth!
I had a feeling Ben wasn’t going to stay inside much longer. Lucky I didn’t go away as planned.
So 5:30 this morning Sa woke me up and said I think we need to go to the hospital! 6.30 she had her first contraction 6.50 the next 7.00 the next. But due to the position of the baby she had to have a cezerian. Either way it was all over by 7.50.
Although he is 3 weeks early he looks pretty healthy to me and his weight is fine. He was born at exactly 7:49 am. I will fill this out later but for those of you that wanted the news and the first picture quickly. Here is the little boy at 20 minutes old!
On Friday Sa said to me. Lets go shopping in Bangkok on Sunday as we didn’t make it last week (See last post). Yet again I was dubious as it was the day before Songkran starts. Well events over took us as most people will realize by now.
It started on Friday. We knew all the Red Shirts were going to come and protest the Asian Summit that was being held in Pattaya. We also knew something was going wrong when we could see a steady stream of Helicopters picking up all the heads of state from the hotel and flying them all to the military air base down the road. We were working in the boat yard on my boat at the time and suddenly all we could hear was police sirens and helicopters.
It all seemed to be over very quickly but I suspect the repercussions will be felt for a long time. Thailand lost a huge amount of face on Friday which will be very hard to get back.
Things now seem to be getting worse. The media hasn’t picked up on the 4 small bombs that went off in Pattaya last night and the local media isn’t even mentioning the problems on Friday or all the riots in Bangkok.
Sa says she is very upset to see Thailand in such a mess. The problem is nobody can see where its going to end up. I have an idea that it has some way to go yet. The problem is that the tourist industry and business in general is going to be nonexistent before things start to recover.
On a brighter note Sa is fine and still getting bigger. But she is starting to get nervous about the 11th May. I have feeling that Ben might just appear before then as Sa looks like a beached Whale right now (not meaning to be horrible) and he is getting more and more active.
This we dully did. Sa was lying there with the scanner on her tummy and the Doctor was measuring the size of Ben. Suddenly the Doctor gave a very sharp intake of breath. Sa and I said in unison. What’s the matter! S he only uttered one word in reply. Cesarean!
Sa looked at me with a look of horror on her face. hats the matter I asked again. He is going to be a very big baby was the reply. There is no way he can come out normally!
Sa really didn’t look too happy about this, but Ben seems to be on a role now and just bursting to get out.
If you look at the scan on this post and put your head on your right shoulder you can see Bens nose and mouth which look nice and normal to the doctor and us.
Everyone is already saying he has my nose. We will have to wait a little bit longer to see.
So the 11th May it is, unless Ben decides he wants out before then!
On Friday Sa said to me, I want to go to the temple in Bangkok on Sunday, you know the one you usual take me to and the family are coming with me. To say the least, I was a little surprised, as Sunday was the day that our new Salon promotion was due to kick off. But being a nice person and thinking, well Sa is 7 1/2 months pregnant I will let it go but knowing in my heart that the whole thing was going to be a disaster.
Well sure enough Sunday came. We arrived in the salon to find it full of customers and kids running everywhere. I waited for 2 hours while everyone pitched in to get customers turned round then I mentioned to Sa that we really needed to go as it was along drive. As I suspected the first people dropped by the wayside as all the staff including sister said in unison “we can’t go. to many customers” . The first smile of the day – told you so.
So 30 minutes later we set off with Grandma the children and two other people. It took 2 1/2 hours to get to Bangkok and the temple which is in the north east of Bangkok. As we arrived the heavens opened and everyone ran for cover. There was no where to keep out of the rain. Every last piece of dry space was piled high with sleeping bags and ground sheets as everyone was suppose to be sleeping in the open air. I should point out that I had told Sa till I was blue in the face that it wouldn’t be dry but nobody listened to me as usual.
When the rain stopped we trundled off through the mud to pay respects to various Monks and Buddha statues with me getting crosser and crosser as I see Sa handing over more and more of her monthly allowance to various monks. It didn’t help that as the rain stopped the humidity shot to 100% and with the heat everything was sticky and unbearable making me even more grumpy.
Well given an hour of mud and rain everyone was already thinking that its wasn’t a good idea to stay but Grandma was nowhere to be seen! Eventually after 2 hours she was located somewhere and returned to the car with a very grumpy me waiting inside. We all piled in and set off for home. As we left Sa says, well lets go into Bangkok and do some shopping for the baby, we still haven’t got a push chair or a car seat. My reply, a very strained where exactly are we going to put these purchases as I now a car full of people and luggage to take all the way back to Pattaya!
By this time the kids and I are hungry so we stop at a service station to eat. Sa says lets all eat some nice Thai food, the kids reply KFC! tee hee hee.
Well, we eventually get home at 8:30pm with a very tired grumpy me, after 5 hours driving and petrol, food, road tolls etc making my wallet about 3000 baht lighter and for what. 3 Hours in a soggy temple throwing away money and trying to find Grandma.