I’m still wrapping my head around this two-kid thing, still waiting for that bit of sleep-deprivation induced bit of inspiration on the topic to share in this space. In many ways, being a mother of two feels far less life-changing than becoming a mother the first time did. Continue Reading
“Ma’am, you must order breakfast…”
I looked up mid-contraction into the earnest face of an attendant in blue scrubs thrusting a pink order form at me for a third time. Continue Reading
A week ago, I was convinced that I would be ending our 2013 recap with a new baby announcement. Spoiler alert! Baby #2 has yet to make an appearance. Continue Reading
Nothing says Christmas Eve like deep-frying shrimp chips, chapattis sharing the table with a DIY Vietnamese spring roll spread and Korean bulgogi, and my husband and his boss ducking out after dinner for a 9pm Christmas Eve conference call.
The funny thing about having a baby due right after New Year’s is that the closer we get to our official due date, the less and less time I’ve actually had to prepare logistically or mentally for his/her arrival. Continue Reading
If I had planned Will’s gingerbread house party more than 24 hours in advance, I would have been sorely tempted to spend hours crafting homemade gingerbread building materials, 5 colors of royal icing and a buffet spread for the adults.
But… Continue Reading
My sister was born on Halloween 26 years ago and it’s been a treasured family holiday ever since. Every year of our childhoods, we decorated and prepared for Halloween with the sort of jubilee most Americans reserve for Christmas. Continue Reading
I keep a large stash of crackers and biscuits in the backseat of our car. Enough to feed a small army. A small army of beggar children that is. Continue Reading
Genetics get funny when your kid’s ancestors hail from as diverse locations as China, Korea, Western Europe and the native lands of the Cherokee. We get a lot of looks when we go out as an extended family. Continue Reading
I went to the Med Unit a few months ago for a routine well-check while Chris happened to be flying somewhere over Eastern Canada at the time–3 hours into a 15 hour flight back to Delhi.
Privacy is a bit of an aspirational goal when one lives, works, and receives medical care all within the space of about 200 feet, but I didn’t really mind that day as I walked back into the waiting room that day to find my friend sitting there, her jaw nearly scrapping the floor. Continue ReadingOlder Posts >>><<< Newer Posts