Also posted at How Do You Do It? at this link. When my babies and I returned to Chengdu from Hong Kong after their birth at 31 weeks of gestation, they were almost 6 months old. Many of our friends came over to visit; to meet the tiny babies. One of those friends was a … Continue reading Prematurity and School
Category: My stuff…
My random thoughts and stories.
Lauryn Hill / Hush Little Baby
Conversations
Some conversations from the last month: Koh Samui, driving around the Southern parts of the island Maher: Les gars, vous avez vu les vaches? Et il y a des chevaux aussi! (Hey guys, did you see the cows? There are horses as well!) Me: Do you know what cows eat? Leila: Gra-nola On the beach … Continue reading Conversations
Lei La the Lao Wai
This evening my children and I spent a couple of hours running and playing at a neighbouring housing complex. A friend joined us. While the children were playing on the slides and mini monkey bars my friend stayed close to them, allowing me to respond to a text message on my phone. A little girl … Continue reading Lei La the Lao Wai
My Little Lady Leila
I've never carried a purse that way. A purse?! Never worn pink, Winnie- the- Pooh high-heeled slippers that light up (flashing-red bling). I don't own a flowery hat, or a flowery dress. She's two. Doesn't dress like this every day only because she can't have her way. A Zimbabwean yoga teacher, MoT, sister who's lived … Continue reading My Little Lady Leila
On “The Art of Choosing”: A Talk by Sheena Iyengar
Also posted at Multicultural Mothering here. ------------------ Sheena Iyengar, a professor of business in the Management Division at Columbia Business School, has studied choice for the last 2 decades. She is of bicultural background- her parents Sikhs from Delhi, her education American – both with very different views on individual choice. In her TEDtalk on … Continue reading On “The Art of Choosing”: A Talk by Sheena Iyengar
Yogaholic
It was when Maher and I lived in Lebanon that I started to attend yoga classes on a regular basis. It went from 1 session a week, to 3, then 5, and eventually up to 7 or 8. I started at the Sivananda Centre, two doors down from my flat in Gemmayze. It was interesting, … Continue reading Yogaholic
What Dat Mum?
“What Dat Mum?” At lunch: “What’s that Leila?” I repeat. “It’s a mushroom.” Outside our apartment, near the elevators: “That? It’s a tiny, scrunched up piece of paper that we can throw in the dustbin Rahul.” After a bath: “That’s a hairbrush. But those? I don’t know Leila, umm…they’re a part of the hair brush … Continue reading What Dat Mum?
Two Articles at Multicultural Mothering
An excerpt of "Two Articles on Bilingualism" follows: Catch the rest of the post, and many more interesting ones by other of my mum friends at Multicultural Mothering - our shared blog. http://multiculturalmothering.com --------------- We flew from Beirut to Abu Dhabi (“adi badi” as Rahul calls it) on Etihad Airways, the United Arab Emirates carrier, … Continue reading Two Articles at Multicultural Mothering
Father Who? Oh! You Mean Papa Noel.
I used to get two presents from my parents on the 25th of December, one for Christmas, and one for my birthday. I don’t remember if I was bothered that my brothers, in fact, that MANY people get presents on MY birthday. I don’t remember if I ever thought that Santa Claus was real. I … Continue reading Father Who? Oh! You Mean Papa Noel.
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