Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Congratulation Patrick!

Last week, we made a trip to LA for Pat's hooding ceremony. He got his PhD in Biomedical Physics. His dissertation title is "Measurements and Caculations towards Quantitative PET and CT Imaging in Small Animals". For more information on Patrick's research, contact him directly. Whatever his research was about, I will never quite understand, but, we are still very proud of his achievement. Here are some pictures of us and Dr. Pat.


The three of us at UCLA.



Waiting in line to get inside for the ceremony at Royce Hall. It started at 7 which is past Terran's bedtime. He seemed pretty tired throughout the ceremony.


Terran couldn't stop looking at Pat in his gown. He's never seen his dad in such a strange outfit.

Monday, June 12, 2006

daycare

I had a job interview today so I took Terran to the daycare for the first time. The daycare is at Pat's work place and that's where he will go when I eventually find a job. When we got there, I immediately felt at ease because the caretaker was nice, in a grandma sort of way. I talked to her for awhile, showed Terran some toys and handed him off to her. As I said my goodbye, he started to cry as did I. We both cried silently with tears in our eyes. It broke my heart.

I was very nervous about the situation so I am not sure if I did all that well on my interview. When I came back at 3, he was sitting in a chair, eating his snacks by himself, while other kids were playing with bubbles. He's hardly ever at one place by himself so this also made me sad. Usually, when he's sitting in his chair, I am always there, sitting next to him, entertaining or talking to him. However, the caretakers told me that he did really well. He didn't cry but was able to play with the caretakers, and also with other kids. They told me that he ate his snacks, loved the books, and loved the bubbles. They said he looked really serious most of the time but was able to get a giggle out of him at one time.

It's hard to say whether I am doing the right thing. But when I finally picked him up, it just felt like he belonged there, in between my arms, and not in a strange baby chair, eating his snacks by himself. I probably do pay too much attention to him, and I probably do hold him too much. This is going to be a very difficult adjustment for me.....

Monday, June 05, 2006

back to normal

The only medicine for a jet lagged baby is time. After one full week of messed up schedule, we finally got back to normal and picked up our routine. And routine is a beautiful thing. I just remembered that being at home shouldn't stop me from posting pictures of Terran.


Terran and Junko, completely exhausted from being jet lagged. Not knowing when it was going to end was scary.


Terran's first time in the pool on Memorial Day weekend '06. He didn't seem to have enjoyed it much here but we've gone a few times since then. And he seemed a bit happier.... The water was a bit cold on this day so we probaby should have waited a bit longer.


I bought new toys for Terran (and Pat). Terran loves playing with his dad. Terran is still very tiny compared to other babies his age. The doctor says it's the genes.... He looks like the smaller version of Pat. But he's matured so much over the last few months. He seems more like a kid than a baby now. He can wave hello to people and smiles often. Very amazing.


A little toy that rolls and makes annoying music. Terran loves to ride on it on the sidewalk with Pat pushing him from the back. On a hot afternoon, he's just in his shirt, diaper, and bib.


Happy camera moment for Terran and Junko. I got him this sippy cup that he actually seem to like to use. He usually chews on the spout and doesn't know what to do with it. Hopefully this one really works.