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Fact: the earlier a child learns another language, the better. In addition to little kids being sponges, they have fewer inhibitions and are far less worried about pronunciation and verb tenses than older kids are. They learn faster and are less afraid to make mistakes.

I didn’t take Spanish until 9th grade and I truly regret not having been immersed in the language sooner. This is why it’s been really important to both of us to raise Maya bilingual from the start.

The only problem is, we have no idea how it’s supposed to be done — we’re just trying to speak to her in both languages as much as we can: Daddy in Spanish (and English); Mommy in English. All we can do is hope we don’t screw up our child as we speak to her in two languages. I have hope: Luis turned out OK and he speaks three languages — but he only spoke Spanish at home and English and German at school (he graduated from the German School in San Salvador).

What’s hard is in our nearly 11 years together, we’ve only ever spoken English together — even when I lived in El Salvador, it was just more natural for us to speak English. We met here in the U.S., speaking English. It doesn’t feel right to speak Spanish — and we’ve tried. We’veĀ  just always reverted back to English for ease.

Which means my Spanish pretty much sucks right now because the only practice I get is when his mom comes to visit or when we visit family in El Salvador. That said, I’m hoping my Spanish will improve as Maya gets older and absorbs more and more of Luis’s native language. Continue Reading »

Happy 17 months, Maya! :)

Truly, watching my daughter eat has been one of the most eye-opening experiences of motherhood to date.

I wrote this post for Babble.com about how watching a toddler can give deep insight into how to eat intuitively. Check it out here: Want to Learn How To Eat Intuitively? Spend a Day with a Toddler (or below the jump).

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Say “Cheese!”

Like her daddy, Maya LOVES cheese. As in, can’t get enough of it. All kinds. She’s a total cheese-head.

Luis was gone all week for work travel, so it was just me, Maya and Rocco holding down the fort. Tonight at dinner, I asked Maya where her cheese was. She pointed at it and then, for the first time, actually tried to say “cheese.” Multiple times. Continue Reading »

One of my friends said something that really resonated with me today: “We’re at the parenting stage now.”

Oh, how right she is!

Though I haven’t been able to spell it out as eloquently and succinctly as she did, that’s exactly how I’ve been feeling.

You see, the first few months of motherhood are spent trying to keep a baby alive. I know how weird that sounds, but it’s true –it’s all about the essentials: food, clothing, shelter, and, most important — love. Then, as a baby learns to eat solids and sit up and crawl and then eventually walk, things get a little more exciting, and Mom’s role morphs. Continue Reading »

To Be a Mother

I remember, before I was pregnant, thinking about being a mom and how cool it would be — someday.

Then I got married and, four years later, was pregnant with Maya. Whenever I’d marvel at how amazing pregnancy was and how connected I felt to her, mothers (including my own) would say, “Just you wait … it only gets better and more amazing,” with this knowing glimmer in their eye.

It’s a look you can’t truly understand until you are a mom … until that child is placed in your arms. THAT’s when you become a mom. It doesn’t matter how the child came to be … through marriage, with help of a team of doctors, through adoption or fostering … the moment he or she is put in your arms, you are a mother. Continue Reading »

How Do You Know?

Disclaimer: I am NOT pregnant.

How do you know you’re ready for Baby #2?

I’ve been wondering that a lot lately, especially since my mom said to me, upon looking at a sweet pic of Maya sleeping in her crib, that it was crazy to see because it reminded her that when I was Maya’s age, she was a few months pregnant with my brother. “You were so little.”

This realization blew my mind. I mean, obviously I know we’re all two years apart — I’m 32, my brother is 30 and my sister is 28 — and our birthdays are all within a three week period, so naturally that meant each of us was just past a year when my mom got pregnant with the next sibling … but somehow that part never registered. Continue Reading »

Brown Bear

I feel like sometimes Maya’s life is like a little game-show where she’s the contestant and we’re Alex Trebec or Pat Sajak, quizzing her constantly — except instead of money the prize is always a hug or a kiss. :)

She doesn’t seem to get exasperated most of the time as we ask her questions, but I’m sure sometimes she’s thinking, “Mommy, I just SHOWED you where my car/train/Minnie/belly is!”

[I know we're just a few years away from chronic eye rolling ... might as well prepare myself now!]

Repetition is how babies learn to communicate, so we’ve been doing a lot of it — ever since she was born, but especially now.

It’s not like she’s doing anything special — she’s engaging in completely age-appropriate activities/progress — but I guess I didn’t realize just how much she is absorbing!! Seriously, kids this age are sponges!

For example, I didn’t even realize she knew which foods she was eating, but when I asked her — out of curiosity — where her cheese, chicken, soup, grapes, goldfish crackers, etc. were — she pointed to each food. Continue Reading »

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