Hello Readers!

First and foremost, thank you for visiting my personal blog. If you knew me prior to loading this page then you probably know that I never wanted children. I wanted love. I wanted adventure. And I wanted success. I used to compare getting pregnant to unpredictable weather. If it happens, it happens. I will shrug my shoulders and accommodate for it as needed.

Then I met this dreamy guy with a honey-almond tone during medical school and my heart began to change. Before I knew it, he and I couples’ matched into internal medicine and anesthesiology,, respectively, and we eloped in the safari surrounded by whispers of the wild and South African bush.

Our early newlywed years were interrupted when I took a Critical Care fellowship in St. Louis and he pursued Geriatric Medicine in Baltimore. Perhaps it was the distance between us or the transition of our ambitions into reality or the magnetic depth of his brown eyes that pulled at my soul each time he stared at me but suddenly, I knew I wanted to be knocked up by this man. I felt a limitless love that I could only expand by starting a family.

With that said, here I am, a mother of four. I am of Vietnamese and Chinese descent and my husband is Black and Honduran. As such, Skylar, Maverick, Naomi and Zuri are our ethnically exquisite babies. My husband and I are both first generation offspring of immigrant parents and full-time doctors. We are navigating the challenges and dynamics of parenthood together. Most days feel impossible. As if I know nothing at all except that I’m doing my best.

I’m writing because I have mixed feelings about it all. The basics of motherhood. Raising a daughter. Mixed babies growing up in the era of BLM. Raising a son. Balance. Incorporating culture. Creating an environment conducive to gratitude and grit. Another baby. Defining happiness. Over a scotch and glass of pinot noir, my husband and I talk about this stuff all of the time. Sometimes, we are agreement and sometimes we leave it open-ended. All of the time, it’s a genuine and provoking discussion.

With my blog, I hope to share our conversations in order to open up more conversation and share our ideas to to ignite more creativity into our parenting experience. I plan to post on a monthly basis and encourage your engagement. Expect passion. Expect struggle. Expect activities and resources we have tried. Expect optimism and of course, expect my Mixed Feelings.