It doesn\u2019t feel like a Friday today. Maybe it\u2019s because I started work on Tuesday this week. Maybe it\u2019s because the excitement of the draft tonight has given me an overabundance of blood in my brain. Or a dearth?<\/p>\n
My mom called me today. She\u2019s still in a bit of pain, but she\u2019s well loved by her friends, who continue to come over and cook her an overabundance of food. She has a follow-up appointment on Monday where I predict the doctor will tell her nothing but good news.<\/p>\n
She also said that she was proud of me and really happy that I had turned out the way I had. Well, not in so many words. It was really nice. I\u2019ve always lived, as most Chinese children do, in a somewhat constant state of wondering whether I\u2019ve disappointed my parents. While certainly rather harrowing at times, I\u2019m sure it\u2019s also made me stronger in many ways.<\/p>\n
Either way, it\u2019s nice to hear something so direct and confidence-boosting.<\/p>\n
What a task it is \u2013 rearing a child. Several of my co-workers have kids or are about to have kids or just had a kid. It\u2019s really quite amazing. Each of us was once a baby, our entire lives consisting of our parents and bodily functions. And now? Now, we\u2019re working members of society, living on our own (or with some other grown baby that we really like), blogging independent thoughts, and considering the latest stem cell research announcement.<\/p>\n
That\u2019s awesome. Isn\u2019t it?<\/p>\n
So that\u2019s why I want to have children (eventually). Because there\u2019s nothing better or more powerful I could do with my life.<\/p>\n
Today, however, the best and most powerful thing I can do is pick a perfect baseball team.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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