Baby Betty

Letter to my inner child

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Hello, Little Betty. We meet at last. Even though you’ve been with me forever, this is our first real conversation. Honestly, I had NO IDEA we could talk. I thought my survival depended on shutting you out. My denial kept you locked up and locked down. But now, I’m ready to bring you home. Your days of hiding are over, …

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Chinese translation of Black Lives Matter issues for Chinese moms & dads #BLM

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Some of you might remember my blog post about Black Lives Matter. A lot of you shared this open letter pleading with Chinese American moms to stand with Black moms. But many of you also asked for a Chinese translation. And here it is. At first, the request threw me because I only write in English. But the urgency of this …

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teen girls

How to talk to your teen about her clothes & save your relationship

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My friend emailed me, desperate. Her first-born child, 13, stormed off to school in short-shorts and a teeny tank top. This, after a huge mother-daughter fight over inappropriate clothes. My friend wanted advice. I was stumped. But when I turned to Facebook friends for help, they responded with inspiring insights that I wish were available when my own daughter was …

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Ask for help

The smartest thing I’ve learned to do: Ask for help

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My parents taught me to solve my own problems. Never go to outsiders for help. In breaking this childhood cycle of isolation, I’ve learned to reach out with wonderful results. But the struggle remains: I still find it hard to ask for help. In times of need both large and small, my reflex is to save face and shut people …

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my drums

The challenges of empty nesting & more

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Here we go again. Another cycle of reinvention. All my loved ones have flown the nest. Boo-hoo. Poor me. Even though I learned to be alone after my 2001 divorce, this time it’s different. This time, I’m not bleeding emotional wounds from ripping apart a marriage. Instead, I’m facing typical first-world lifestyle transitions: The young adult daughter, living away from …

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