“Sat-ya, can you get me 9/16 and 5/8 wrenches from the workshop and a set of sockets and a ratchet from the shop?” asked my boss thirteen years ago. Many English speakers get my name wrong. I guess it is easier for them to parse my name that way. Whatever! That day, I was helping him with fixing a snow plowing truck. It was my … Continue reading Cultural Shock – A Ratchet and Wrenches
Guest post: Pratya Maharjan, 6th grade It was our first sand dunes ride, and we all were very excited. My brother and sister even were annoying my parents for a couple of weeks. When we got there, it was really crowded. We had to wait for a while. We decided to go down to Silver Lake because it was just 5 minutes away, and we … Continue reading Sand Dunes Ride
Guest Post: Pratya Maharjan, 6th Grader Kids these days spend too much time on electronics, and I should know from experience. As I progress through life, I sometimes want to do stuff that take a lot of effort and give up before the second day. When I give up, I would say, “I’m too lazy.” My dad always said he never wanted me to say … Continue reading Laziness
This view is one of the things I miss living away from my hometown. We had many memories made on the hill named after an animal ”hāttiban” for its rough shape of an elephant. We used to go hike the hill, at least, once every week, and forage wild berries such as ainselu ‘ऐंसेलु’ [yellow Himalayan raspberry, blackberry], chutro ‘चुत्रो’ [Indian barberry or tree turmeric], … Continue reading Hāttiban Hike— Passing Through My Memory Lane
We didn’t do a thorough research when we moved into this neighborhood. All I wanted was to be closer to work and have some friends nearby- so I could swing home in case there was an emergency with the kids; drop off my expressed breast-milk; have emergency childcare when needed. These were my priorities when we moved here. 3 years later, the work place is … Continue reading To Trust or Not!
My dad didn’t even make it to high school. He started working when he was barely fourteen or fifteen. At twenty he was already married. My mother was barely nineteen. Those ages were actually quite old to get married back then. In their times, they didn’t adopt parenting models or methods of discipline; they lived as their culture expected. They just did the next thing. … Continue reading A Wake Up Call
It feels like I have been breastfeeding my children for at least a decade. It is kind of true, though. Pratya was barely two and a half years old when Saral was born. I breastfed Saral even until after Sasha was born and tandem breastfed the first couple of months even though my husband strongly encouraged me to completely wean Saral. Poor guy still sucks … Continue reading Bidding Farewell to Breastfeeding
Single parenting is not for the faint-hearted. I have done it multiple times before, but every time it brings in new challenges, and somehow there is always enough grace to carry me over. Living with the man I love and raising children together comes with a lot of blessings and heartbreak. I am blessed to be doing life with this man I love, admire, and respect. … Continue reading Single Parenting
I am so glad to have met this doctor who has made my life so much easier. Along with many of you conscientious parents, I too was getting concerned about all the toxic chemicals and pollutants our kids are exposed to every day through food, body products, detergents, and what not. A friend shared a video that opened my eyes to the world of hormone … Continue reading Have you tried this Dr.?
It is fall here in Michigan, and it was raining on Sunday. The kids were resting and my husband was doing some reading. I was glad to get a text from this friend who wanted to hike at Seidman Park. Thankfully, by then, rain had stopped. It was still chilly, but what better way to warm up than going on a hike??!! I jumped on … Continue reading An Afternoon at Seidman Park….