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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My husband and I each take one morning a week to ourselves. Sometimes this means sleeping in. Other times it means relaxing by reading a book or watching a movie.
During my "morning off" I've recently enjoyed consciously spending a couple moments of it overhearing my son and husband as they play together in another room. It's amazing to hear their conversations evolve over the weeks, months and years. In the beginning I just heard my husband. Now the conversation is almost equally balanced... an actual chat between father and son!
I know that the dynamics of these "mornings off" will probably change as our family grows. As my husband juggles a newborn and a toddler. As our newborn learns to feed from a bottle. And as our son learns how to be an older sibling.
I'm hoping that we can keep up this weekly tradition. I would love to one day overhear three little voices all equally contributing to one conversation together.
