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. (Hide)
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For the most part our family schedules activities around our son's interests and our daughter tags along. At this age, she usually enjoys it. To a baby, what's better than watching a group of toddlers run around, talk and play!
Sometimes, however, she can't tag along for the ride. A couple months ago I wanted to take my son on the carousel at Happy Hollow. I planned to hold my daughter in a front carrier while supervising my son. However, I learned that, for safety reasons, this wasn't allowed. Thankfully, it was a slow day and an employee offered to ride with my son while I rode with my daughter.
Today we went back to Happy Hollow with a group of friends. I am so grateful that my friends offered to watch my daughter while my son and I went on a couple of rides together. It's rare these days for me to get unexpected one-on-one time with either child so I jumped at the opportunity.
I don't know whose smile was larger on the roller coaster today - my son's or my own. I doubt my son will remember our trip today, I'm sure my daughter won't. But I know I will remember it for years to come.