Tyler’s 2nd to last football game and I had to go since I barely saw him in October. My son is so athletic and quick. He may be small but he is aggressive and loves sports. He dreams to be a pro football player one day and though I may not wish that upon my child, I guess I will support him. My worry will be that he will get hurt and be out of commission for the rest of his life! We’ll see if he likes it in high school. Being small, he may not like getting shoved around when flags aren’t involved.
My uncle retired and we had a huge family dinner at an AYCE sushi joint in Torrance! It’s always nice to be around family and spend quality time amidst our hectic schedules! The kids got to play with each other and the cousins got to catch up! I love my family and always so happy to see them!!
Always a bittersweet moment. I love having him around and miss him dearly as soon as I drop him off but then again I look forward to some alone time. But no matter what, Tyler is always on my mind. I am always thinking of him every minute of the day, wondering how he’s doing or what he’s doing and thinking about if he’s thinking of me too… the best part about being apart is when he texts or calls me!
Tyler and I had a really great weekend together. I enjoy picking him up on Fridays even though I have to sit in traffic for 2-3 hours from BH to South OC. But that extra night I get to have him under the same roof means a lot. He’s growing so fast and any time spent away from each other is detrimental to our relationship. It’s crazy because one week we’ll get along great and he’ll go home happy. The next weekend, I will yell and be upset and he won’t go home happy, neither will I. But I understand. There are times I can’t always be the #partimemom and do whatever he wants. I still need to put my foot down and do my part as if I was a #fulltimemom. I can’t let him slide on things because I will not allow him to get away with things because I see him on the weekends.
It’s difficult. I will say the most difficult part is the fact that I can implement mannerisms and behaviors that I think he should learn and carry as he gets older because I don’t see him that often. I don’t get to use the good that I’ve learned growing up to make sure that he has the same upbringing. And as much as it’s unfair, it’s also fair. I realized that no matter how the situation would be, there will never be a fair way to raise a child with divorced parents. One person will always feel like they get the short end of the stick. And i think I’ve come to just accept that fact. Once it’ll be me, another time it’ll be my first husband. (But I feel like it’s me most of the time! :P)
Koreans love celebrating the life of a baby. Apparently because back in the day, parents were lucky to have a child live past 100 days. Hence the 100 day celebration and the HUGE 1st birthday celebration. Well, at least that’s what I was told. If I’m wrong, someone please correct me because that’s what I’ve been telling my white side of the family. 😛
My eldest cousin had his 3rd son. We celebrated an intimate dinner at the China Gate restaurant. Everyone does their celebration there, unless you’re super fancy and then you do it at Lawry’s or Spago.
I have this theory, the first child always looks like the mom or dad. The second child always looks like the one that the first child doesn’t look like. The third child is a mixture of both, which is always the best looking child. Now think about the people in your life that fit that count…. right?
Anyway… we enjoyed a delicious meal at the birthday. I popped a diet pill because I didn’t want to pig out. Did me right! There was another celebration at the restaurant, a 1st birthday. The parent and toddlers were running around and I noticed this white man with a hapa kid. He was the most adorable kid ever. I can’t wait to see what my child looks like… I don’t know when but I can’t wait!
If you’re single, please go marry someone outside your race, let’s take our existence one step closer to world peace!
The best part about being a passenger is being able to stretch my short little legs. Every Friday, I drive from Beverly Hills to Rancho Mission Viejo. That’s about 80 miles. Call me crazy, but that’s what I/We do.
I had a thought the other day (after Mother’s Day)… that if I could get into the office a little later two days out of the week, I would pick Tyler up in the am and drop him off at school and head into the office. I would stay later to finish up work and also I would be able to avoid traffic. If I got up at 4am, I’d be able to get to Equinox at 4am in Newport, workout and get ready and be at Tyler’s home by 7:00am-7:30am. I’d drop him off at school by 8:00am and get to the office by 10:00am-10:30am ish? The insane part would be that I would have already been up for six hours and had been on the road for 3.5hours of it. 😛
I’ll have to talk to my Director about this… but I think this would be a great leap in my relationship with Tyler…