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I’ll tell you when you’re older
I heard that alot growing up. “How did I get into your stomach?” “How come people can have babies if they’re not married?” “Why is Karen [my cousin] sending wedding pictures again? Isn’t she already...
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Seeing what’s not in front of you
Last night I lay with my crying 6 year-old for an exasperating and tiring 40 minutes, trying to alleviate his fears of his upcoming weekend soccer practice. The clock was ticking toward 10:00 p.m., and...
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Our best intentions
Like many other parents of our information-rich generation, Max and I started out on our parenting journey wanting to do things better than our parents did. This isn’t to say that we don’t appreciate...
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“Chinese” Mothers aren’t superior; they’re just scared (how our fears affect...
I’m a bit tired of responding to Amy Chua’s heavily viraled piece from the Wall Street Journal. However, what the article did manage to do (aside from alternately confusing and disturbing me) was get...
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Mothers as “prison guards”
If my adolescence was a high security prison, then my mother was the 20 feet walls that took the wind out of my gale forces, so to speak, defeating me at every attempt to coax her into getting me what...
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My struggles with writing
I didn’t realize how long I’d been away until I was visiting a favorite blog of mine last week, and saw on the author’s blog roll: Only You — last updated: 4 months ago. I’ve been struggling with my...
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A renewed purpose to write (overcoming my struggles to write and blog)
I keep disappearing, I know. And I keep promising to be consistent. I’ve been struggling to write and blog for exactly a year now. The ideas became harder and harder to come by. I no longer had topics...
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My story
Forty years ago today my family (originally from China) arrived in the U.S. from Peru. I was three years old and my memories of that night are still vivid: stepping out of a taxi into blackness;...
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Control
I’m back, after an eventful and often difficult summer. In contrast to the school year, our summers are typically a bit messy and without structure, a time when bedtime routines fly out the window...
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Growing up and letting go
Our house was like Grand Central this weekend, with the neighborhood boys streaming in and out. We love these Social Sundays, especially now that I’ve gotten over the early bittersweet of my baby...
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