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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...
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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 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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How I Met Your Father
Uploaded: Apr 5, 2014
Ever since my son was a few days old, I've been telling him stories about our family...how I met his father, where he proposed, and who came to our wedding. Recently, I've also started telling him stories that have been passed down the generations...our favorites are from his great grandma. She recently wrote us a 15 page letter with memories from childhood Christmases and birthdays. What a fun letter to read out loud to my son.
Of course my son is too young to understand or remember these stories...but that's ok. He enjoys repeating words and names that most interest him and pointing to the smiling faces in the photos that I've posted on his wall. It's been a wonderful way for him to become more familiar with relatives that live too far away for us to visit as often as we would like.
As he grows up, I'm sure it will become more difficult to entertain him with these stories, but until then, I will continue to solidify these stories into my memory. That way I'm ready when he is all grown up and is (hopefully) interested in hearing them again.
How do you share family stories with your children? Did it get easier or harder as they grew up?
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