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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As parents, it's easy to get bogged down with the hassles of everyday life - the toys that stub your toe at night, the dishes that pile up in the sink, or the sticky handles on every cabinet in your home.
A couple of days ago I heard a
parody of "Let It Go" that reminds us how sometimes we need to just let these everyday hassles go so we can be there for our children when they need us. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
Over the past two years of parenthood, I've learned the importance of letting go of bread crumbs on our floor, sticky finger prints everywhere, and small cars mysteriously disappearing.
But more importantly, I've learned to let go of perfection. We take photos to document our son's growth even if they turn out blurry or show him in stained outfits with mismatching socks. We write down memories even if they are quickly scribbled rather than neatly printed. And we read countless bedtime stories even if we have no energy for creative voices or sound effects. Letting go of the perfect expectations allows us to enjoy the actual moments and memories.
What have you learned to let go of as a parent?
