Monthly Archives: 九月 2013

First long haul trip with both kids to San Francisco – 3

We’ve arrived San Francisco for exactly one week! It feels like just few days. Talked to hubby, we both agreed that we actually managed to cover quite a lot activities already: been to fisherman’s wharf, saw a WW2 submarine, close view of Golden Gate Bridge, California Academy of Sciences, tram & bus ride, cruise trip around San Francisco Bay, outlets, toys&rus, American style supermarket shopping – Safeway, and drive-thru macdonald’s! I think J has a pretty good idea of what a North American life style is now – mega big supermarket with big shopping cart, fast food restaurants offer drive-thru services and unlimited refill if you dine in, it’s always sunny with blue sky!!! But why it’s always cold in the morning? He asked me this morning. (Guess it’s typical California weather) Oh and he said, many parks and playgrounds!

Next, our plan is to cover aquarium, zoo and one more museum – haven’t decided which one. Maybe try to cross Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito. And time to meet up with friends. Then we are pretty much done with our to-do-list.

Something unexpected happened last night, after a long day trip to Gilroy, A started a fever in the middle of night. She couldn’t sleep well and waking few times to cry and complain. We all ended up getting up early with sunrise. But she seems energetic, so trying to refrain myself from giving fever medicines, we got both Tylenol and Advil for infants, just in case. Meanwhile, just giving her more water and observe.

It’s really nice to wake up to blue sky and seeing the sunrise from one side, but we both agreed that North American life is still quite boring for adults like us. It’s wonderful to spend few weeks or a month for vacation here but settling for good is another thing. We couldn’t figure out what’s missing but it makes people lethargic for sure.

After long hours of shopping at Gilroy yesterday, we popped in Applebee’s (an American family restaurant that hubby says it’s like Tsui Wah in HK, although I doubt it) for quick dinner, then he said to me, I can’t imagine if we live here and all we do is outlet shopping every week! But imagine we gonna come back here 2-3 years later with 3 kids sitting around us in this restaurant! That would be quite a scene (to us, not to the people here)! Yes, 2-3 years later, probably. We can’t afford such long journey with 3 kids in a short future for sure, what life would be like with 3 kids? Here, is actually a good place to find answer, as it’s common to see family of 3 kids around. We are just generic here, not like super-special when back in HK. It looks not as hectic as I imagine or people here are well trained for large family? I don’t know.

Life, is an on-going journey that keeps coming up with questions and looking for answers.

First long haul trip with both kids to San Francisco – 2

2nd night, shortly after I wordpressed the previous post, J walked out from bedroom with a lost look. We thought he needed to wee, so asked him if he wanted to go pee pee. He shook his head in a fussy way and pointed to his panties saying something wet. So we thought he wet the bed, then suddenly he pulled off his panties and had the gesture that he was going to pee in the chair of dining table as if it was a toilet bowl. Daddy was fast enough to pick him up to aim at the rubbish bin instead. (That reminded me it happened once back in HK after his lunch nap and he pee’ed on A’s crib.)

He looked puzzled afterwards, then nose bleeding started. Good that it happened in the kitchen not on the carpet floor. He was weary after I helped him stopped the bleeding.
An hour later, I went back to bed with him. That was 11pm.
He woke up at 4am to pee again, then couldn’t fall back to sleep.
Miss A was awaken by J at 4am and started to cry when she saw her brother leaving the room, but she’s able to fall back to sleep shortly and got up at 7am.

Next day, we asked J if he remember what happened last night. He didn’t remember the “wanting to pee in the chair" part but reckoned he had nose bleeding. We suspected he was dream walking, it was from Daddy as daddy did similar thing when he was a kid, told by my mother in law.

3rd night, we went out to china town for dinner and were in bed a bit late, around 9pm. J, again, woke up at 4am for the loop then couldn’t fall back to sleep until morning. A, slept happily till 8am.

4th night, same thing – daddy woke J up for pee pee at 4am, then he’s awake till morning since then. A slept a good 11hrs straight from 8pm to 7am.

So, the conclusion is the younger you are, the easier is for you to get rid of the jet lag. I guess.

Tonight, the 5th night, both kids asleep by 8pm. We decided to wake J for wee around 11pm and see if that would help him sleep a longer stretch and also didn’t let him nap during the day. Let’s see if he could get over it this round.

For me, as I’m sleeping with the kids the same time, it seems my jet lag is over faster than usual. And for my dear husband, we cannot tell, it’s a mystery. I think he’s iron man that not sleeping much and really has no patterns, because he has to work wherever he is, so he can sleep anytime and be awake any time. Hm…

First long haul trip with both kids to San Francisco – 1

I should be thankful that J has always been so angel, so easy-going on trips, that he made me think his sister is so troublesome. 12.5 hr flight, he slept half of the time by switching on the sleep mode himself before taking off, then watched several cartoons & munched some snacks; no fuss as always; while Alyssa was so excited that she tried to make friends with everyone who looked or didn’t look at her until she got overtired that she decided crying is the only way to fall asleep, waking the rest cabin passengers to give her mom an annoying look, she slept 4+ hrs on my shoulder with screams in between to complain the uncomfortable poses she had on me, then decided to scream to wake herself up to introduce more frowning/pity stares at me, watched some videos but more interested in walking up and down the aisle to social around with the only person who had the same interest – an one year old girl; refusing to let daddy took her, leaving me as the only one to entertain her for the rest of the flight.

Arriving SFO at 11pm local, they went to bed around 1:30am and woke up around 6ish in the morning, J slept straight through but A with episodes of waking up crying in between. She refused to sleep in her own bed (a playpen that she has been sleeping in for the past month) and insisted that she should be sleeping with her brother in the same big bed leaving daddy no room to sleep.
A refused to shower, only agreed to wash hands and face. Refused to be carried but to walk on her own to her own interested directions and refused to hold hands sometimes. A has strong characters that you need to be very good at reading her mind or be very patient to help her to communicate her thoughts out. It would save us time from hearing her screams and seeing the tantrums by simply ask her several questions repeatedly to confirm, eg. Do you want to sleep in your own bed? (No no no!) do you want to sleep in big bed with gor-gor? (Nods). Do you want a shower ? (No no no!) How about a bath? (No no no!) How about just to wash hands and face? (Nods).

Both napped for an hour in the afternoon, miss A also napped an hour in the morning on a car ride, then both slept before 8pm. Let’s see what time they will wake up tomorrow morning! Finger crossed!

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