By Cheryl Bac
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About this blog: I'm a wife, stay-at-home mom, home cook, marathon runner, and PhD. I recently moved to the Silicon Valley after completing my PhD in Social Psychology and becoming a mother one month apart. Before that, I ran seven marathons incl...
(More)About this blog: I'm a wife, stay-at-home mom, home cook, marathon runner, and PhD. I recently moved to the Silicon Valley after completing my PhD in Social Psychology and becoming a mother one month apart. Before that, I ran seven marathons including Chicago and Boston. Exercise is an integral part of my life. I hope to one day go back to long distance running and tackle the New York City Marathon. Right now I run after my one year old son. Although I am a stay-at-home mom, we are rarely "at home." My mom also stayed at home with my brother and me. She warned me that, although rewarding, it can be isolating. So, with her help, I learned the importance of getting out into the community and meeting other mothers. On the rare occasion when I am at home and have a hand or two free, I squeeze in time to scrapbook. As a new mom, many challenges are thrown my way. I hope my opinions, triumphs, and struggles help experienced parents reminisce, new parents cope, and parents-to-be get an honest glimpse of what the first years of motherhood can entail.
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Growing up in the Midwest we joked that there were only two seasons: winter and road construction. I never enjoyed the constant rerouting, noise and traffic jams (who does?)
Now that I have a toddler, however, my views of construction are beginning to improve. We recently visited a nearby park. When I saw that the large grassy area was closed off, I was disappointed. But at the same time, my son perked up at the site of a large and noisy construction truck. He thought the construction was a special treat!
One of my first memories in Palo Alto was walking out of our apartment to see a mother and son watching the road construction. The boy brought his own toy construction truck and mimicked the construction workers as they worked day in and day out. What wonderful memories they created.
How have your views of construction or other inconveniences changed after having children?
