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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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Tennis balls and laundry baskets
Uploaded: Dec 14, 2013
A couple of weeks ago, my son was lucky enough to spend a week with his great grandparents. In preparation for our trip I crammed tons of toys and books into suitcases. When we left, I was nervous that I didn't pack enough to entertain my son for an entire week.
Lucky for us, my grandfather was on top of it. A truck and a few books was all I really needed to bring. My son loved transforming everyday objects into toys. A piece of plywood became a ramp for his favorite truck to zoom down. Tennis balls could be tossed into laundry baskets or secretly hidden under the couch. A truck could zoom around the oval-shaped "racecar track" coffee table. And when we needed a change of scenery, the elevator down the hall was better than any amusement park ride.
It was such a relief to see my son having great fun with everyday objects. It's easy to forget that sometimes the most mundane objects make the best toys. Toys are wonderful. But an empty box and a little imagination can be even better.
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