What Babies Really Need in Cambodia


When I was pregnant with Declan, I looked at a lot of "what babies need" lists to figure out what to buy for the little guy. And honestly, some of it was overwhelming and a little ridiculous (poop alarm, anyone?).

Cambodia does not have the abundance of baby gear that American parents can get at any Target or Babies-R-Us store. So when my parents decided to come to Bangkok around the time of his birth, they offered to bring us what we needed.

We bought a few things in Bangkok, but most of our baby gear fit into a fifty-pound suitcase, plus the pack n' play.

I'm extremely grateful for all the gifts and money we received from people back home that allowed us to purchase those items! And it's also been amusing to see the "local alternative" to some items I probably would have bought if I lived in America - but didn't, due to obvious size restrictions.

So here is my list of what a baby really needs - and what the locals use instead.


Declan hanging out in the hammock at church.

1. Baby swing

I remember my siblings using when they were young, and I always assumed it was a necessary piece of gear. But they are exorbitantly expensive in Thailand and Cambodia, because they're imported from America.

The local alternative: A hammock. In almost any household, you can see a baby taking a nap, swinging side to side, while mom or big brother pushes it back and forth. Declan even enjoys it once in a while, too.

2. Baby carrier

I still have my eye on and hope we can get one when we move back to the States. A friend gave us a Moby wrap, which was awesome when Declan was a newborn. But lately it's been a bit impractical (and hot) in 100+ degree weather.

Local alternative: auntie's arms. Wherever we go - church, shop, restaurant - there is always someone willing to hold the baby. I might be a bit too comfortable in handing my baby off. At church on Sunday, I realized I didn't know where Declan was - and when I spotted him, I had no idea who was holding him! But as long as I could see him, I figured it was fine.

3. Cloth diapers

I am a cloth diaper fanatic now (the are my favorites!). They do sell disposable diapers in the shops here, but they are expensive. And because there's no city trash service, the landlord burns all our trash. I really didn't want to breathe burning diaper chemicals for the next six months. So we bought and were given cloth diapers and wipes, and they work great.

Local alternative: No diapers. If families are traveling, they'll splurge on disposables. But most families can't afford to buy them all the time. So a rag tied around their waist (or nothing at all) does the trick. And unexpected benefit? Our landlord started potty training his grandson at around six months, using elimination communication. And he was completely potty trained at around a year and a half old.

(Andrew and I are considering starting early, too - so don't be surprised if you see Declan running around in those split-bottom Chinese training pants in a few months. But only at home.)


4. Stroller

We actually did not get a stroller. And for us in Cambodia, it definitely would have been a waste of money. Our city does not even have sidewalks; we live on a dirt mud road. And if we happen to go to Bangkok's giant malls, they even have strollers you can borrow while you shop there. However, I am hoping to get that we can use in Kansas City to walk to the grocery store and around the neighborhood. I miss sidewalks!

Local alternative: Moto. Yes, people ride with their babies on their motorcycles. No helmets, baby just sitting on their lap or in their arms - sometimes slung over the arm of the driver while he navigates with the other. I don't think I'll ever be Cambodian enough to do that. But that's as close to a stroller as people get here!

5. Baby monitor

We looked for , but only saw one for $60 in Bangkok. Declan sleeps in the room next to us, and when he cries loud enough, we hear him. That way, we only get up when he's really serious about eating.

Local alternative: not applicable. Like I've written about before, families normally sleep together in one room. So they'll always hear their baby!

Those are just a few things that are seen as baby necessities in America that aren't necessarily so in Cambodia!

What about you? Have you ever bought something for your kid someone swore was essential, only to realize it wasn't?


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Letters to Declan: 4 Months







Dear Declan,

What a month! You have awakened to the world around you. Everything you see is fascinating. You can hardly sit still anymore when you're awake, looking around open-mouthed, laughing with your dad, and putting everything within reach into your mouth. Which, by the way, is a drool factory.

Earlier this month, you had your first full set of vaccines since your newborn shots. And wow, my sweet little guy turned into a screaming monster baby. You had me in tears. But after a few days, you got over it. Which was a good thing, because we were at staff retreat, and plenty of people wanted to play with you. I'm so thankful that unless you're tired or hungry, you don't care who is holding you. You love everyone.

You've also discovered your voice - and you almost never stop babbling. Even as I type this, I can hear you in your bed, hollering for me to come get you (don't worry, you're not crying, yet). You've started "talking" when you want something. If you don't get it right away, you eventually trail off into crying or screaming - your new favorite thing.

I think the neighbors get tired of it more quickly than I do. One day, when I was busy in the kitchen and you were hollering for attention, one of the ladies below came upstairs and "rescued" you. Good thing you have plenty of aunties around!

Also, we've discovered a way to "hang out" with the grandparents back home. I sit you up in your Bumbo chair and set the laptop on the ground in front of you. When GG {Grandma Gail} or anyone else calls on Skype, you just sit and stare at the screen, flapping your arms when you get excited by the sound of their voice. I hope you'll recognize their voices when we move back home in September!

We're not really on a schedule yet - just when I think you've finally settled into one, you wake up an hour early, or decide you don't want to nap. And sleeping through the night? Still a pipe dream. It's so hard for me to let go of my type-A tendencies to put everything on a timetable. Motherhood is stretching me out, relaxing my grip on doing things my way. I'm feeling the growing pains, and it's good.

I love you, little guy. Happy four months.

Linking up with A Harvest of Blessing.

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From Poipet to Bangkok: A Pregnant Expat's Experience {Guest Post for ExpectingExpats.com}

Waiting for his shots. He has no idea what's coming...

This week, I am in Siem Reap with Andrew, the baby, and all the Samaritan's Purse staff for the yearly retreat. But we had a rough start to a week when Declan got immunization shots Monday morning. And my sweet, happy little boy turned into a screaming monster baby. My mother assures me it's normal, but that doesn't make ME feel any better!

So I might be a tad busy keeping him happy and seeing the SP staff who work in different parts of Cambodia.

(don't forget to enter the summer survival giveaway! it ends on monday night!)

Many of you have already followed us on our journey of getting pregnant in Cambodia and having our baby in Bangkok. But if you're just jumping into our story, you can read about it all on my guest post for ExpectingExpats.com. Here's a quick excerpt:
"Last February, I gave birth to our first child in Bangkok. And it was the best experience I could have asked for.  
My husband and I lived in Poipet, Cambodia for two years before we decided to take the plunge into parenthood. The first year we were here we didn’t even consider having a baby. But living in family-centered Khmer culture changed our thinking, and we decided to let nature take its course. Two months and a pregnancy test later, we found out we were expecting."

Read more on the ExpectingExpats.com post here!

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Letters to Declan: 3 Months







Dear Declan,

The past month, we've settled into a rhythm at home. We haven't traveled anywhere - just hanging out at the house during the week and venturing out for coffee or some market shopping on the weekends (don't worry, you stay inside the car with your dad while I do the shopping).

Why don't I take you to the market? I wouldn't get anything done. Seriously, you are a celebrity here. When we go out to eat, the waitresses take you in their arms and ask their friends to snap a selfie with you. You just might be popping up everywhere on Cambodian social media, for all I know.

You've discovered your hand. And your arm. Sometimes we hear you in the other room, sucking away happily at your fingers - until you gag yourself or stab your gums with your little nails. Then crying follows, but it doesn't last long.

The past few weeks, you've decided you don't like sleeping through the night. You're hungry all the time. And although I really don't like getting only three to four hours of sleep at a time, I love cuddling with you in the wee hours of the morning. You snuggle into my arms and look at me like I'm your favorite person in the whole world. (Don't tell your dad.)

And you still don't have any hair. Our Cambodian friends keep asking when you'll start growing some. At this point, it may be a couple years - you're as bald as they come. But that's ok with me; it's one less thing I have to worry about.

I'm thankful you made it through the newborn weeks and are now a solid baby. I think this is my favorite age yet, and I love seeing you grow more rolls on your thighs and more smiles every day.

I love you, little guy.


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Letters to Declan - Two Months







Dear Declan,

You've survived your first hot season. Congratulations - most people couldn't hack 100+ degree weather every day. But you barely seemed to notice.

April also saw your first trip to Siem Reap, your first hotel stay, and a return trip to Bangkok. You just can't stop traveling, can you? At your six-week check up, the doctor was impressed with your chunky thighs. And you got more vaccines - sorry about that. Shots suck.

In case you're wondering, the scar on your left shoulder? It's from a tuberculosis vaccine. I hate the thought that being born overseas puts you at higher risk for getting such an awful disease. But I'm thankful there are vaccines that will hopefully protect you from that.

The past few weeks, we've been hanging out at home, and you're noticing things now. You're so much more aware of the world around you. While in Bangkok, we bought you a play mat with a colorful mobile. I love watching you lie on your back gazing up at the stuffed animals gently moving in the breeze of the fan. And you've exploded with smiles lately, catching my eye and grinning up at me like it's the highlight of your day just to see my face.

One of our fun evening activities is to watch Dad play guitar. You lie there and watch him, eyes wide as he sings over you. And now Dad can feed you too, since we finally figured out our pump. It gives me a break, and it gives Dad a chance to bond with you. But seriously, four ounces in ten minutes? No wonder you have rolls of fat around your wrists.

This month, we told everyone we are moving back to Kansas City in September. It twists my heart a bit to think you may never see the country you were born in, or the country you spent your first six months in. Will you ever meet Ming and Puu, who loved holding you and laughed over your bald head and white skin? I hope so. I hope this isn't the end of our travels. By the time you start making memories of your own, who knows what country we'll be in?

If you're like your mom and dad, you were born to wander.

Happy two months, son.



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