My one good egg turned out to be one great kid. Now I’m a parent over 40, and loving it.Thanks to my son I’m more confident than I’ve ever been–about showing my scratched-up knees in public, that is. As far as parenting exceptionally well, that’s a work in progress. But with my day job in PR for a psychiatric research institute, and my master’s in Social Work, plus an amazing little sister and great friends with kids older than my little guy, I know I’ll be just fine–my son, too, for that matter.My blog will focus on the adventure, really, of parenting my son. Since I’ve never done this before, it should be pretty interesting–at least I hope you’ll think so. Initially, I wanted to write about travelling to Bulgaria, where I’d gone to visit my partner’s family before Yoan was born. Then, I thought why not share my experiences parenting a mixed-race child who is part Bulgarian and Jamaican and all American. Fate intervened, however, and it wasn’t too long after my son’s first international flight that I was asked to write a parenting blog with light therapy research as inspiration and, well, here we are.