My husband and I are nerds. I say it freely because there is no shame in the fact. We had a conversation a couple of years into our relationship about "what Star Trek culture we most identified with," and he described me as half Klingon, half Vulcan--a somewhat unorthodox combination that I nevertheless find pretty accurate. I went with "Klingon Mom" for the new title because it has a better ring to it. Also, I think it might be slightly more important that Picard* grow up to be honorable than a paragon of logical thinking. Not that I don't want him to develop that skill. I want him to grow up to do glorious battle with his own fears and the challenges of being alive.
I hope to continue the patterns and the household-y stuff, and discuss issues of parenting young Picard, as it appears from my vantage point. I make to claims to wisdom, or even competence. We're just doing our best to avoid screwing up too badly. I like to think that we are probably up to the challenge. Luckily, I feel like parenting is an adaptive interface--for the first couple of months, everyone just has to have their physical needs met, and once you gain the necessary experience points and acquire the skill ranks, the challenge rating increases.
In writing this, I feel more that a little trite, since home/family/parenting blogs are a dime a dozen, but I think that nerd parents are underrepresented, much like nerd ladies. And I'd like to be a part of remedying that situation. I will try to update regularly. Maybe aim for a schedule of features of some kind. We'll see.
Qapla'!
*The child is not named "Picard." It was, however, his nickname before he was born.
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