Having A Westerner For A Father

So it is Father’s Day today – how did you all celebrate yours? We had a simple meal in a restaurant and that was it – i didn’t get any thing for PB – we’ll wait till Chloe is older – but Chloe did give something she made at school for her daddy. It was a very cute handicraft. And we headed out to PB’s parents and bought him a bottle of rum.

My own father was never a father to me – in fact – i used to lie to my friends and co-workers that he was dead. Less questionings and no need to tell grandmother stories – much easier. But over here- i made a mistake by telling the truth – thus giving me an excuse to rant about my good for nothing dad.

What is it like to have an “ang moh” – Westerner for a dad? One thing for sure – nothing like the Asian men I know from home – who won’t even change the baby’s diapers when the wife’s hands are full. PB is a very hands on dad – he does most of the major stuff. You see my health haven’t been good – ever since having Chloe. Poor PB is the one who does all the heavy chores and also the responsible stuff – like medication and testing of fever temperature. He makes breakfast for the brat everyday, wakes her up for school everyday and brings her to school everyday and before that – packs up her snack box everyday too.

Back home things are quite different – I never had a father while i was growing up – I chose well – for Chloe’s daddy – and I know that he loves Chloe enough to wipe her poopie even now – or change her or do anything for her. I cannot say that much for my father nor my brothers – who were taught that these dirty work were meant for the wives. Having an “ang moh” for a daddy is certainly a blessing – this one anyways. What about yours?