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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As a kid I remember doing a lot of science experiments with my family. I remember watching my brother test the strength of different glues at my dad's workbench. I remember sending cars of different weights down a ramp, swinging weighted pendulums, and photographing magnetic fields.
But, especially as a young child, there was always something very memorable about observing and interacting with nature. Growing and picking strawberries in our garden, planting beans and watching them grow to form a teepee, catching frogs and butterflies, and digging a hole deep enough that we hit clay. When visiting my grandparents I remember my dad taking me into the wood's and showing me the beds of grass where fawns slept the night before. We enjoyed fishing for bluegills off of my grandparents' pier. And I remember proudly showing my grandparents all of the bones I found after dissecting an owl pellet.
So when we were recently given the opportunity to take silkworm chrysalises home, I knew I had to say yes. Did I know anything about silkworms? No. Did I know what Mulberry leaves looked like? No. Did I really want a half dozen moths in our home? Not really. But I also knew that this was an activity that our kids might remember for a long time.
As a parent we never know which experiences will turn into lasting memories for our kids. But I know doing science experiments and observing nature with my parents and grandparents was quite memorable for me. So whenever I have the opportunity to share these experiences with my kids, I try to give it my all. Thankfully watching these moths emerge from their chrysalises has been great fun and much easier than I expected.