Millions and millions of people have done it, but it’s new every time.  Regardless of what or who we were earlier in our lives, we all begin parenting as neophytes.

Having finally adapted to the rhythms of parenthood with my young son, I found the adjustment to parenting two kids wearily disconcerting.  Assessing my rising stress level, one relative of mine asked another, “Does Tracy think she’s the first person in the world to have two kids?”

No, of course I’m not.  But I am the first person to have these two kids, and this is the first time that I have had two kids.  And you are the first person to have your kids, and each day in our lives brings with it experiences that we’ve never had to deal with before.  In this blog, I’ll share my experiences of parenting and living with my New England-Jewish-not-Jewish-Caucasian-Korean-professional-stay-at-home-mom-formed-by-adoption-and-biology family.  I’ve got a husband, a twelve-year-old son and an eight-year-old daughter.

These are my musings about life and parenting.