I am a wife-the wind beneath my husband's wings... A mother-the protective arm around my two dynamos. When I am not being a wife and a mother, I am the woman comfortably nestled in "My Rocking Cradle".
What could be a more ajumma morning than crawling on all fours wiping puddles of water on the floor? I slept at 5:30 this morning cramming for the articles I needed to submit on deadline. At 7:30am, Second-born was kissing me on the lips and when I opened my eyes he was smiling, a very [...]
When you become a mommy in Korea, you don’t expect any helper around unless you’re financially blessed. Lucky are those who live with their in-laws (in terms of having free baby-sitters). But in so far as looking into the lives of ordinary Korean moms (whose circle I am happily friends with), these “ajummas” have to [...]
Oh, yeah. I was a true-blue ajumma this morning. Little Dynamo slept for close to fourteen hours, waking up at 9 in the morning. That means, riding the school bus was no longer an option. He was sleeping so well, I bet he was really tired from all the playing yesterday. I didn’t have the [...]
