tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43526509468448059202024-03-19T00:17:13.293-04:00Mixed Family LifeNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-4875616432606139402013-06-24T05:59:00.002-04:002021-12-30T16:14:28.511-05:00A Rose by Another Korean NameSo the other day the Chinese production person had to tell me her American name cause someone called for her and I had no idea who they wanted. Since then I've been wondering about the two name thing or more to the point the three name thing Koreans have going on. Pete and I didn't talk about giving the baby a third name or a Korean name. We just didn't think of it for some reason but now I'm thinking of it. So being me I started doing some researching and asked around how this American and Asian name deal thing works. <br />
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For some reason it's a bit different for Korean versus Chinese since Chinese people pick an American name when they immigrant while Korean chose one from childhood. At least that's how I understood it. Anyway, depending on the document (passport, birth certificate, etc) and what there's doing ( working, going to school, etc) they can have either name being used. Now all that's a bit confusing for me in general so I decided to simplify this naming idea I'm twirling around.<br />
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I decided to just give the baby a Korean middle name. I already picked the first name and I plan on using the father's last name so that's the only place to add some extra Korean. So I did some research for Korean baby names books. Once again it seem I'm looking for the near impossible. It's amazing the different types of baby name book available...<br />
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- Jewish, Saints Names, Biblical Names, etc<br />
- Spanish, Hispanic, etc<br />
- Indian, Hindu, Muslim, etc<br />
- African, African American, etc<br />
- Irish, Celtic Names, etc<br />
- Arabian<br />
- New Age, 90's Names, Celebrity, Favorite Soap Opera's<br />
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All that but no Korean...I'm beginning to feel a bit of biasness on behalf of my little one. Still I found some books that has sections of Korean name so I gave those a browse thru. Sad to say they only had about 2 pages each of Korean names for boys and girl to chose from. When I compared that to the pages and pages of name from other cultures I felt a bit at odds. I was tempted to give the baby a Native American name since I saw some good ones but figured I had enough racial explaining to do later.<br />
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So armed with my four sheets of paper with Korean baby names I begin the interesting task of name choosing. At some point I will need the help of my Korean co-workers to help me correctly pronounce and fully understand the meaning behind any name I find appealing. I sure know how to over due some projects huh?</div>
Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-61872975195955288172013-05-25T19:43:00.001-04:002022-12-18T15:52:00.940-05:00Exhausted Child ArtistAfter going on a drawing & coloring spree, my son hits bottom.<br />
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Apparently drawing and coloring can really tire you out. LOLNikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-1912793021614199402013-04-21T06:39:00.002-04:002021-12-30T16:15:59.048-05:00sleepy moment thoughts<br />
As I usually do each morning, I rolled over and watched my son while he slept. As I watch him all sorts of thoughts ran around in my head. <br />
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My hopes for him. My fears for him. My promises to him that I need to keep. <br />
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We've been have these sleepy moments since before my son's birth. When I was pregant with him, I would lay in bed and talk/think to him. Sometimes verbal, sometimes non verbal using that connection forged between us in blood, skin and genetics.<br />
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When he was birthed, I continued enjoying these moments but now I could gaze at his newly birth features in wonder. These sleepy moments were also a time to get a sneak peek into his thoughts and development. It was in those moments that I saw his first smilies and heard his first words. <br />
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These sleepy moments are very special in other way. It's also during these moments when I take stock of our lives and my abilities as his mother. <br />
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Lately, I've also started taking notice of him and how much he's grown.<br />
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Right now he's at the crusph of a 4 y/o turning into a 5 y/o. I wonder what this new year and stage of life will mean for him.<br />
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I also wonder what it will mean for myself.<br />
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It's no secret that parenting is a challenge. While I don't complain or moan and groan about it, I can never deny that being a parent is to the bone painful. In some ways painful beautiful. In many ways painfully not.<br />
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But parents aren't the only ones going through growing pains. Our children go through them also. Lately my son has been dealing with some growing pains of his own. I try to support him as much as I can, but in reality he must start figuring things out himself. <br />
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Good think the glass windows are clear enough for me to see him "hiding"mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-80110231304689827942013-01-06T03:23:00.000-05:002013-02-18T06:00:16.179-05:00Pillow Lessons 101Tonight my son decided to teach me what to do with a pillow. I'm not sure what promoted this teaching lesson but it was funny to watch him demonstrate what to do with a pillow<br />
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He first showed me how to enjoying laying on the pillow. "Like this mommy" he explained<br />
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Then he showed me how to "hug" the pillow. Do pillows need hugs?!<br />
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Then he decided to "hide" with the pillow under the blanket. I had to pretend I didn't know where he was. Even though he was right next to me.</div>
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Just another night at home hanging out with Danielmixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-56985195351465047442012-10-28T05:31:00.001-04:002022-12-18T15:54:20.607-05:00Toy Snake Charmer This week my sister went to one of those amusement parks and won a stuffed toy snake. Daniel immediately claimed it as his new play buddy. I was amazed he wasn't scared of it. Instead he tried scaring me with it. LOL<br />
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mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-64097558210739788252012-10-25T04:50:00.001-04:002022-12-18T15:54:29.443-05:00Afterschool PizzaToday after the bus drops Daniel home from school, I decided we should take a walk to one of our favorite neighborhood pizza spots.<br />
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mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-8889175983494004532012-10-17T04:31:00.000-04:002013-10-21T17:53:31.710-04:00Mickey Mouse Balloon – Day 291 of 2012Recently I attended a Disney Limited Time Magic event, where they were giving out Mickey Mouse shaped balloons. Of course I had to get one to bring home for Daniel.<br />
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Daniel was very happy to see a Mickey Mouse shaped balloon. He played with it until most of the air came outmixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-68853265684042670862012-10-13T04:16:00.000-04:002013-10-21T17:53:44.264-04:00Barclays Center – Day 287 of 2012In Brooklyn, the newly built Barclays Center is now open. On our way to storage we stopped by for a quick photo <br />
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mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-22366608392526031142012-10-11T22:10:00.000-04:002013-02-18T05:58:33.928-05:00Preschool Lunch Packing LessonsNow that my son is in a new preschool, I've had to learn to do some new and different things....like learning how to pack a lunch. I didn't need to learn before since my son's other daycare/preschool provided meals. Nice and simple. But not anymore. Now I had to learn how to pack a lunch each and every day.<br />
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So what have I learned these pass few weeks of lunch packing? Quite a lot.<br />
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First thing I learned is you need a good container. A good container helps you organize and keep your child's lunch worthy of eating. In the beginning I experimented with different containers and quickly found out you need compartment to keep the grapes away from the jelly sandwich. Or else your child wont eat grapes with the bread crumbs on them. I'm not kidding. My son doesn't like food that has bits of other foods on them.<br />
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The second thing I learned is the container needs to be a good size to fit both the lunch and then IN the tiny book bag. Again I learned the hard way. I wont go into details but trust me, no child wants to carry around an extra bag cause his snack can't fit in his lunch container.<br />
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The third thing I learned came as sort of a fluke. Usually I do all the prep and packing and then hand off to the bus lady during the morning pick up. Apparently my son wasn't please to be left out the process. I started noticing him coming into the kitchen while I was preparing and packing his lunch. At first I thought he wanted to make sure I added the snacks he likes instead of a yucky veggie. He's not fond of veggies right now. This was sort of true.<br />
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He did remind me which snacks to pack. Then he started telling me what type of sandwiches to make. Then he started wanting to help get items out the fridge. Pretty soon he was involved in the whole process from start to finish. At that point I learned my third lesson. Let the kid in on the fun. They want to be part of the process also. I'm sure when he take his lunch out at school, he's so excited because<br />
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Who knew that my learning how to pack my son's lunch could lead to such awesomeness?!<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Do you pack your child school lunch? What lunch packing lesson have you learned?</span></b>mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-89226221092523784202012-08-22T14:23:00.003-04:002013-05-26T09:29:51.386-04:00Blasian Remix - I'm Goin' Down by Mary BligeSo my sister was cleaning, listening to music and singing. Very off key. For some reason my son decided to join in. Maybe he thought they could harmonize?<br />
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The song? I'm Goin' Down by Mary Blige which came out way before my son was even a thought. The fact that he's trying to learn the words and sing the song blows my mind.<br />
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So how did his duet do? Not very good but he tried. He was even getting all in it. Gotta give him an "A" for effort right? At least he picked a classic.Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-47659120273850058192012-08-22T07:01:00.006-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.766-05:00Princely Ice Cream Snack - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=082012e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/082012e.jpg" border="0" alt="eating ice cream"></a><br />The prince enjoys his ice cream snack</div><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-70379499556572354572012-08-16T21:45:00.006-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.783-05:00Making My Son's Elmo Dreams Come TrueI'm 4 years into this parenting thing, and one thing I've come to learn, is that parents are wish granters. We'll do whatever it take to make our child's dream come true. I think that is as it should be. I recently had a chance to make my son's dream a reality when I was invite to preview Elmo's new DVD and meet him after.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Now in full disclosre I wanna mention, my son hasn't had a personal meeting with Elmo, while I have met Elmo a few times. It's one of the perks of my other life as a semi famous mom blogger. But these perks are hard earned. I've put many long hours into blogging, getting my presence out there and connecting with dream companies like Sesame Street. Meeting Elmo isn't as easy as it seems. But I do what I have to because I know my son loves Elmo. Heck I love Elmo. And our love was rewarded.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish2.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish3.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish4.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a></div><br />My son was beyond excited, as we headed to theater reserved just for the small group of families invited to the screening. As he sat in his seat, he asked me about a zillions times when the movie will start. When the movie finally started he quickly hopped into my lap giggling with excitement. Watching Sesame Street is something we've always done together.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish5.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />After the screening, Elmo and Abby popped on stage and the kids went wild. At this point I should mention that I'm the only black mom at this event. The only one. I share this so you understand the next series of events.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish6.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />As Elmo and Abby tell us about their new movie, these little white kids lose their minds and rush the stage. Their parents aren't far behind and the battle starts so their kids can get access. I just sit and watch the craziness from the comfort of my seat. My son watches with me. We're not fans of crowds.<br /><br />At a certain point they announce it's time for the meet and greet with Elmo and Abby. They clearly said for everyone to sit in their seats and they'll call families by rows. That plan soon went out the window when children start having melt downs and their parents allow it. No explaining about waiting, no taking turns, no common courtesy. The white privileged mindset at work.<br /><br />One women followed her crying child down the stairs and tries to skipped everyone. She loudly explains her child loves Elmo so much and wont calm down until she meets him. Can her child just go first?<br /><br />At this point I start to see red... and my skin starts to turn green. My she-hulk personality in mom mode is a dangerous thing.<br /><br />The thought in my head....Is her child any better then my son? Does her child love Elmo more then my son? Did this mother work any hardier then I did? Why should they be allowed to skip ahead?! They shouldn't and I wont let them.<br /><br />I explain to my son it's our turn to meet Elmo, pick him up and practically leap down the rows towards the meet and greet line. I make it there a split second before another mom. Did I mention I was the only black mother there. Of course she wasn't pleased. Neither were the other moms lining up behind. I didn't care. I looked at my son and repeated, it's our turn to meet Elmo.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish7.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />What followed was a parental battle of wits to see who would make it to Elmo first. This mom tried sneaking past me with her 3 kids but I held my position. I moved directly in front of her and blocked her advance every time. I worked hard to get to this moment. My son will have his Elmo experience. On time. Not after.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish8.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />When it was our turn to meet Elmo and Abby, I breathed a sigh of relief and satisfaction. My job was done. My son would meet Elmo. As I watched my son pose for photos and give Elmo a hug, my heart was filled.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/?action=view&current=elmowish9.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1208/elmowish9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />It's not everyday a child gets to have experiences like these. Many children will never get to do all the things my son does. Many children won't have their dreams come true. I know what it's like to be a child and not have your dreams come true. Now as a parent, I want different for my son. When I can, I'll work hard to make his dreams come true.<br /><br />Because dreams are made to become reality. My parents didn't raise me to think this way, I learn this life lesson the hard way. But I want my son growing up with this mindset. I want him to understand whatever he can dream about, he has the power to make real.<br /><br />Meeting Elmo is just a start of me proving this point.<p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-32129957846359239732012-08-09T14:59:00.000-04:002022-12-13T12:54:17.034-05:00East, West & Ethiopia Africa Worlds Together DVDDid you know many Asian men marry African women and live in different areas of African? Yup, they do. Many African women also marry and live in Asian countries like Korea.<br><br>
With that little bit of information I thought it would be good to share about these DVDs I recently learned about. I think it's important that both the black and Asian community learn more about "African" culture. This hopefully will lead to more understanding, conversations and of course marriages<br /><br>
<i><b>Please Note:</b> I received a product sample for review purpose. No other compensation was received. Views expressed are always 100% my own.</i><br /><br />
The new DVD series from Worlds Together from Master Communications will transport young viewers and their families to the world’s second-largest and second-most-populous continent through three titles – East Africa, West Africa and Ethiopia, available September 4, 2012 for a suggested retail price of $29.95 each.<br /><br />
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The Worlds Together series, visits some of the most remote places on Earth, examining topics ranging from history and culture to sports and cuisine and giving viewers an up close and personal introduction to local cultures. Learn about the various climates, languages, religions, wildlife, architecture, agriculture, ethnicities and more.<br /><br />The <b>East Africa DVD</b> features Kenya’s capital city, Nairobi (“the place of cold water”); Mombasa; Tanzania’s Dar es Salaam, an Islamic city with a busy seaport known as “Haven of Peace;” Zanzibar, a city where boats and global trade play an important role; and Uganda’s Kampala, a very modern city and home to one of Africa’s largest universities. Also visited is Uganda’s Lake Victoria, Africa’s largest lake and the second largest freshwater lake in the world.<br /><br />The <b>West Africa DVD</b>, visit Mali, a land of fishing and farming, and its cities of Timbuktu and Bamako; Nigeria, a federal constitutional republic that boasts over 250 different ethnic groups alone; and Senegal, considered a gateway to the African continent and one of West Africa’s most popular destinations. See the Cape Verde Islands, which served as a base for the Portuguese as they rounded Africa over five hundred years ago, and be introduced to life along the Niger River, the 10th largest river in the world, as it flows 2,600 miles to the sea. Take in this amazing region of lively music, culture, business and rapidly changing lifestyles.<br /><br />The <b>Ethiopia DVD</b>, travel to this country – twice the size of Texas – that is believed to have the longest archaeological record on Earth and to have been present at the dawn of creation. It’s also been linked to the mysterious Queen of Sheba. With many areas lush and green, the region has also suffered many droughts, but the economy is still dominated by agriculture. Featured cities include Harar, Addis Ababa, Gonder and Lalibela, the last featuring 800-year-old Christian churches, some carved into volcanic rock.<br /><br />
Future countries to be explored in Worlds Together series include Cuba, Tibet, Ecuador and Colombia. Approximately 25 minutes each, all the titles in World Together DVD series will include a teacher’s guide (also available via download).<br><br>
To learn more, visit - www.master-comm.com<br /><br />
Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-50763676987756223382012-07-08T20:32:00.003-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.770-05:00Does My Son Like Big and Chunky Girls?Today we went to the playground. Nothing out the ordinary about that. As usual Daniel made friends with the other kids playing. Nothing out the ordinary about that either. Until I noticed one little girl had caught Daniel's attention.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1207/?action=view&current=070812e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1207/070812e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />As I watched them they started an exclusive game of tag. Which was funny because my son did 2 laps around the slide while this little girl could barely keep up with him. In all fairness my son is a bit of a athlete while this little girl.... how to put it delicately....was a bit chunky and not quite so athletic.<br /><br />They held hands and ran all around the playground. They were having a great time and my son didn't seem to mind this little girl had a few extra pounds to her. That I though was interesting. Will my son have a thing for curvy girls?!<br /><br />As I watched them I couldn't help but think of this scene from Madagascar 2 between Moto Moto and Gloria<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="300" width="400"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UERE19S1pFE?version=3&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UERE19S1pFE?version=3&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="400"></embed></object></div><br />Yeah I know I'm reading into it all but it's still interesting....and funny...in good way.<br /><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-6174266545232619672012-07-05T10:40:00.000-04:002013-02-18T06:09:08.984-05:00Celebrating a Relaxed 4th of JulyThis week has been insanely hot so I didn't to want run around outside visiting friends and family for 4th of July. We love our friends and family but not when it's 90 degrees outside. Besides Daniel really doesn't do well in super hot weather. He starts turning all red faced and irate. Better to keep him cool and happy. And me sane.<br />
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So I decided to check out the 17th Annual July 4th Harlem Children's Parade. I never been to it but it's in our local neighborhood, family friendly, and ends with a fire truck turning on their water hose to spray water so the kids can have some water fun. Sounds good to me!<br />
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During the parade families follow the fire truck along it's mini route until it's loop back to the start. Daniel and I opted out of leaving the cool shade of the park and waited with other families for the trucks return. Once the firetruck came back, it wasn't long till the water works started<br />
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At first Daniel wasn't feeling the crowd of people and all that noise. He's so my kid. But he soon changed his mind after seeing all the fun the other kids were having. Plus I gave him a firm push into the crowd. We were there for cool water fun not standing on the sidelines!<br />
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After my firm but loving push into the crowd, he joined in and began a rain dance. I swear that's what it looked like to me. LOL. He was soon splashing and kick around in the water along with the other kids. I thought he'd be at it for a while but he soon had enough fun and decided he wanted to leave. Did I mention he's so my son?<br />
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Truth be told I was getting annoyed with the other parents who kept jumping in front of me like it was their right. I had to firmly tap one women and ask her to move aside so I can see my kid. She gave me a look but did move out my way. She better had. I don't have to tell you these parents were white. Black folks don't act like that. Tsk!<br />
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Since Daniel was over the water fun and now all wet, he decided he wanted to take a walk into the park. Eh. At least he'll dry off. While walking in the park we came across a family of geese. I had to warn Daniel NOT to run up on them cause they will fight back. I can't promise I'll fight with those geese on his behalf. Have you seen angry geese?!<br />
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After he was all dry and finish with his walk in the park, it was time to eat. Daniel doesn't play when it comes time to eat. So we made a quick stop to Wendy's for chicken nuggets and french fries before heading home for a nice long nap. I'd say that was a good way to start and end our 4th of July.<br />
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<b>What did your family do to celebrate 4th of July?</b> <br />
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mixihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738091331654939356noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-76023071661688140312012-06-13T08:28:00.002-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.784-05:00Future Monster Jam Truck Driver? - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1206/?action=view&current=060312e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1206/060312e.jpg" alt="monster jam hat and toy truck" border="0" /></a></div><br />After all our fun at the Monster Jam Show (<a href="http://www.mommyfactor.net/search?q=monster+jam&x=0&y=0">read all my posts here</a>), I bet my son is thinking about driving his own Monster Truck!<br /><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Onicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04270348009583572124noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-61470662803829870862012-06-07T19:20:00.010-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.777-05:00The Importance of the Blasian Play DatesToday after picking my son up from the bus, and finding replacement shoes for the ones thrown out the window, we headed over to the park for a play date. I confess it's been a while since I hung out with the other Japanese moms with blasian kids in my area. I see them on a regular while walking around, but tend to say hi and bye quickly and then go on my way.<br /><br />I KNOW we should get the kids together again but honestly I feel a bit out of place being the only black mom surrounded by Asian moms. Can you fault me for that? It ain't easy looking like the babysitter. Tsk!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/?action=view&current=06071202e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/06071202e.jpg" alt="blasian play date" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />But recently with all the "what color am I" questions I've been dealing with from my son I have to acknowledge it ain't easy for him either. The same need to see someone like himself is in his head and heart also. It's not fair to keep him away. And so we....I....finally made plans for a blasian play date. This time with only one Japanese mom and her son. I figured I wouldn't look to much like a babysitter with those odds.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/?action=view&current=06071201e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/06071201e.jpg" alt="blasian play date" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />So off to the park we went with two rumbustious boys. As the moms sat and discussed school and other mom related issues, the boys ran around and played tag. When they were tired of that, we formed teams and played soccer. Well we tried anyway. At age 4 and 5 they're not very good at really running and kicking the ball yet. Plus these kids cheat! There was lot of hand carrying and kicking out of turn. I wish I could have gotten a photo of the moms and sons playing but I was to busy blocking and refereeing soccer kicks. LOL<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/?action=view&current=06071203e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1206/06071203e.jpg" alt="blasian play date" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Soon the kids started getting tired, especially Daniel who didn't have a nap, and it was time to head home. As we walked back. Well we walked. The Japanese mom piggy backed her son. Is this an Asian mom thing? Cause I don't think a black mom will piggy back a 5 year old. I barely hip carry my 4 year old. Barely.<br /><br />Anyway, the little boy kept asking if we're coming to their house now. I explained Daniel is tired and we need to go to our own house and rest. Then I promised we'd visit their house another day.<br /><br />I promised and I mean to keep that promise.<br /><br />Because this is the same <a href="http://blasianbabynotes.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-looks-just-like-me-moments.html">little boy we meet months ago who was excited Daniel looked liked him</a>. I'm sure it means something to this little boy to play with Daniel. I'm sure it's along the same lines of what it means to Daniel. Something I can identify with but never quite understand.<br /><br />I know what it's like to want to see someone who looks like you. Who's brown like you. Who can identify with being "black" in this world. But I don't know what it's like to be biracial. To have the idea of different twice being part of your identity. I don't know what my son is thinking about being biracial beyond the questions he asks me. But maybe this little boy and other's blasian children like him does.<br /><br />This is my son's community. I'm lucky that I found them. I need to allow him full access to it.....even if I do look like the babysitter.<p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-68311940462313995022012-05-09T08:55:00.000-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.780-05:00Chillin in the Stroller - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1205/?action=view&current=050712e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1205/050712e.jpg" alt="sitting in stroller crossing legs" border="0" /></a><p>Mister cool Daniel chilling in his stroller while waiting for me. I had to chuckle at his pose.<br /></p></div><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-84717849417631488142012-04-17T17:38:00.009-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.790-05:00Being THAT Selfish MomOk, I'll admit it. I've been selfish. I'm not ashamed to admit it cause we all know it's true. I've been hoarding Daniel and all the cool things we've been doing to myself. Again. Even after I said I would share more. Again.<br /><br />Are ya'll really going to blame me for not sharing? Wait. Don't answer that. I know some of ya'll are really opinionated. LOL<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1204/?action=view&current=medandrums.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1204/medandrums.jpg" alt="me and dan with drums" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />But really the ability of a mother to be selfish with her child I think is natural. There's that over protective thing the kicks in once we find out we're carrying a life. Once that life comes out I swear the selfishness "mine mine all mine" mind set kicks up another notch. I swear it does.<br /><br />Truth be told I'm not sharing all the across the board. My family complains they don't get enough time with my son. My friends with kids complain I don't plan play dates with them anymore. Even my son's afternoon daycare complains I picked him up to early. That he doesn't get enough time to socialize with the other kids...and the teachers.<br /><br />Excuse me?! I actually sorta got into with the daycare staff. I was all like....What wrong with a mother picking up her child earlier so she can spend more time with him? Didn't he do enough socializing with other kids and teachers at his morning school?! I'm not sure what they think of me now but they keep their thought to themselves and just frown when I pick him up. Early!<br /><br />I admit, I'm slightly annoyed my son has to go to school anyway. LOL. No seriously. I've thought about home schooling. Seriously. I'm not a fan of the public school system, especially for a child with a learning delay. I'm not confidant they do all that they can. But that's a rant for another time.<br /><br />I know, I'm a bit greedy with my son attention. I just want to enjoy it ALL myself as much as I can. While I can anyway. Soon enough I'll have to return back to work and no more mom and son fun days.<br /><br />Even though I plan on working part time, there's still that break from each other. A break where someone else is trying to influence my son. Where other people are trying to make him see the world the way they want him to. I worry about that. Everyday I try to get MY thoughts and views instilled in my son to counter whatever people outside are whispering in his ear.<br /><br />I know I'm working against a ticking time clock. Soon, very soon another jolt of testosterone will kick in and my son will start pulling away from me. I see it already. The hugs and kisses are less now. The "No's" and "I" wants are more forcefully now. Everyday he makes up his own mind about how he views life. Everyday he turns more into a male. Soon he'll be hanging out with other males and doing male things. Male things that don't allow for a mom need beyond feeding, clothing and drop off to some sport related place.<br /><br />I know one day I'll have to let go. Or more like one day he'll pull away because I don't think I'll ever willing let him go. It's a mother's right to want to be selfish with her child. But we can't hide them away. As much as we would love to. Eventually they have to live and function in this world.<br /><br />My mom recently said similar words to me when I was sulking that my son had to return to school after his first spring break. I was literally sad. My mom called me out. Selfish. I don't deny it. Then she explained how as parents we need to give space and allow our children to grow. I though that was a bit ironic coming from a women who still call her 38 year old daughter about 5 times a day. And texts me. More then 5 times a day. Hmm<br /><br />But how do you start to let go? I thought I had started learning when my son started walking. Then when he started school. At all the different stages I thought I was learning about this letting go process. But each day that my son grows, that feeling of "Mine Mine All Mine" also grows within me and I feel like I learned NOTHING about letting go. Guess we'll have to wait and see what happens.<br /><br />Meanwhile I really do need to update this blog so I have a record of the fun things we shared together (to obsess over) when THAT time comes.<br /><br /><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-83532097735833445162012-03-16T22:19:00.003-04:002013-02-18T05:17:53.789-05:00Black Breastfeeding 360: Resource for African American Community<blockquote>Today's guest post comes via Kimberly Seals Allers, author, breastfeeding advocate, and founder of <a href="http://www.mochamanual.com/">MochaManual.com</a> – Onica, editor</blockquote>I spend a lot of my time writing (loudly) about the problems I see in the world. Particularly, those affecting black mothers and babies. Over the past six years as I've been working as an author and commentator on the African American motherhood experience, I have become deeply frustrated by the lack of credible information or in depth analysis on black women and their breastfeeding experiences.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1203/?action=view&current=bb360logokimsm.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1203/bb360logokimsm.jpg" alt="Black Breastfeeding 360" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Nor was there one place for us to tell our story. For our voices to be heard on the matter.<br /><br />For every story about the low breastfeeding rates among black women, there is rarely anything on the complexities and nuances of the problem—such as exploring the impact of media stereotypes, the residual effects of our nursing experiences during slavery, the role of infant formula marketing in black communities or the lack of multi-generational support, for example.<br /><br />I recently came under a lot of fire for saying that the <a href="http://mochamanual.com/2012/03/02/dear-white-women-beyonce-is-our-breastfeeding-moment-please-step-aside/" target="_blank">media hype over Beyonce’s breastfeeding </a>moment blatantly ignored connecting the dots to black women—and the particular significance of having a black woman of Beyonce’s star power breastfeeding in public. And given that Beyonce was actually feeding an African American child, who is disproportionately less likely to be breastfed, I thought it was a huge failure on the media and the movement’s part not to mention the seemingly obvious connection.<br /><br />I took a virtual beating.<br /><br />But the fact is, the media has a history of failing to accurately include black women in the collective breastfeeding “story.” And we haven’t had a place to tell our story.<br /><br />Until now.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1203/?action=view&current=bb360logo.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/momfactor/1203/bb360logo.jpg" alt="Black Breastfeeding 360" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />This week, I launched a new online resource called <a href="http://www.mochamanual.com/bb360" target="_blank">Black Breastfeeding 360°</a>, to offer a never-seen-before comprehensive view into the black breastfeeding experience, to shed light on the shadings and gradations that frame this critical issue, to offer a forum for developing workable strategies, add the human element to the statistics and to amplify the authentic voices of black mothers and fathers.<br /><br />I’ve spent months interviewing experts, advocates, mothers, fathers, grandmothers and grandfathers on their thoughts and experiences with and about breastfeeding in our community. Mothers, fathers, grandparents, and even my “wasband”, have called in to share their thoughts and challenges. The result is an international collection of articles, interviews and research along with audio and video “diaries” of black mothers and fathers in the U.S. and abroad sharing their breastfeeding perspectives.<br /><br />BB360° will serve as a global resource to the media to help them better understand the black breastfeeding experience as they research and report on this matter. The articles, interviews and commentaries can be downloaded for FREE by any online or offline publication.<br /><br /><b>But most importantly, it is a place for black men and women to get helpful resources and hear the voices and see the faces of other breastfeeding women all over the world. It is a place to show the world who black mothers are, and for the media to take notice.</b><br /><br />This is our breastfeeding experience. And it is our story to tell. Please join me in welcoming Black Breastfeeding 360°.<br /><br />Please visit: <a href="http://mochamanual.com/bb360" target="_blank">http://mochamanual.com/bb360</a><br />Follow Us on Twitter: <a href="http://twitter.com/BlackBF360" target="_blank">http://twitter.com/BlackBF360</a><br />Like Us on Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/BB360" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/BB360</a><br /><br /><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Onicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04270348009583572124noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-42175865129714987812012-02-08T21:24:00.002-05:002013-02-18T05:17:53.762-05:00The Rock Role Model - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1202/?action=view&current=020812e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1202/020812e.jpg" alt="Dwayne The Rock Johnson" border="0" /></a></div><br />What are the odds that I'd walk past this poster today?! As I looked at my son standing before? under? Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson, I thought what a great role model. I know many of you might think I say that because I'm somewhat madly in love with The Rock but that's only partly the reason.<br /><br />I think The Rock is a good role model for little boys like my son because of the way he's lived his life. Heck for the way he continues to live his life. He's no mixed race negative statistic. Oh no. He's proud of his American Samoan heritage and honors it.<br /><br />As my son grows I hope he'll keep men like Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson in his mind and as a guideline on the way to becoming his own man.<br /><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-46435005496760207232012-01-04T08:20:00.001-05:002013-02-18T05:17:53.765-05:00Toddler Story Teller - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1201/?action=view&current=123111e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1201/123111e.jpg" alt="story time" border="0" /></a><br /><p>At the library my son reads a story to his stuff animal friend.</p></div><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-85715905088713997262011-12-28T11:00:00.001-05:002013-02-18T05:17:53.792-05:00School Breakfast - Wordless Wednesday<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/?action=view&current=122811be.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/122811be.jpg" alt="toddler eating breakfast" border="0" /></a><br /><p>Today school breakfast included an English muffin.</p><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/?action=view&current=122811ae.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/122811ae.jpg" alt="toddler eating breakfast" border="0" /></a><br /><p>And a nice box milk.</p></div><p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352650946844805920.post-57939102964599468942011-12-24T13:07:00.002-05:002013-02-18T05:17:53.776-05:00Make Your Own Traditions - Dear Daniel SaturdayIt's Saturday! Time for a Dear Daniel letter<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/?action=view&current=112611e.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee203/EuphoriaLuv/dblog/1112/112611e.jpg" alt="christmas tree shopping" border="0" /></a></div><br />Dear Daniel<br /><br />During this holiday time it seems like everyone assumes you celebrate the custom of Christmas and all the comes with it, that Santa dude, the presents and the belief system. At school they tell you Christmas stories and teach you Christmas songs. On television they expect you to watch the Christmas movies and make a tradition out of it.<br /><br />But what happens when you come home to me? Do I pressure you with Christmas? No. Because I do not celebrate Christmas. Never really have. See where I come from our holiday traditions are different. It's not about this mystery man who judges you for being "naughty or nice'. No I was raised with a different view of Christmas. But then I was born in another country and raised with another culture.<br /><br />But what about you? You were born here. Is Christmas to be your culture?<br /><br />Many people say your missing out or that I'm neglecting you in some why by not celebrating Christmas with you. I don't agree but still I've struggled with the question for the last 2 years. In the end I've decided...it's not up to me to decide.<br /><br />This is your life and you have the choice to define what you want to do, be and celebrate. From what I know about you I don't think your a fan of Christmas or of Santa but who knows if that will change. As you grow you'll have more peer pressure to confirm to what others think this time of year should be and how you should act.<br /><br />As your mother, I hope to counter that pressure with alternative in case you want them. I hope to share your different cultures with you so you know there's other traditions you can celebrate. Just between you and me Koreans don't really celebrate Christmas either. <br /><br />Love you always,<br />Your Umma<p style="border:thin dotted black; padding:3mm;"><b>Like this article? Subscribe to the <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BlasianBabyNotes">RSS feed</a> or for <a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=BlasianBabyNotes&loc=en_US">email updates</a>!</b></p>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00442759988114460965noreply@blogger.com1