Each of us dreams of having that space which is totally our own, that meets our every need and is unique to our taste. With that in mind, I added a few little decorative pillows to our living room. I imagined this little nook where anyone would feel cozy enough to unwind. Sites were browsed, a color pallet was chosen…
On his return from out of town, husband kept pondering of some drastic change that had occurred in our three and half year old son. We could come up with no answer till the moment the bulb above my head lit up with the memory of last weekend, ie 13th July when we had come home from a picnic and…
Change is scary. We deny it, fear it, defy it. And in the end, we accept it. Happily. The situation molds us to it’s convenience. Are we in control at all or are we strung up into the hands of time, changing with it. When I was expecting and miserable, my three year old adapted automatically. A boy who couldn’t…
It’s the scariest thing in the world, when you first look at the bundle of arms and legs that they hand you. Is everything okay? Is everything where it should be and is it working? As I lay paralyzed from the chest down, I counted my breaths till I heard her cry. The tears rolled down when that sweet voice…
Since I can remember, I always wanted a girl. I was an only daughter for 10 years. I loved being a girl. Flowing dresses, dolls, bonding with mummy, being pampered, dancing with flair, jewelry and everything girlie. And then I had a brother, who in my eyes is more my kiddo than bro so I pretty much wanted the same…
Of course, it’s not 25 years but months! Like most first time mothers I waited for my little one to show signs of being ready according to online checklists. Finally I just got tired waiting. Also, ( I admit sheepishly ) my son’s playschool required him to be in training diapers by the time he started school. So the procrastination…
” Don’t throw that out. You never know when you may need it. ” Is that the voice of my conscience being thrifty or my mother being from a generation that well, kept everything ? I grew up on a house where everything should be either saved, recycled or stored away. It wasn’t hoarding exactly (as some would argue) but…
So, spring is here and the way things are going summer is just around the corner. Which is good, coz after the depressing winter we have had with the colds and flu and the ear infections, the last thing I need is the allergy season to be with us for a long time. Which makes having a gala time with…
Having a kid changes you in ways you don’t even expect. I used to think I was very liberal , even with the concept of same sex relationships. Then I had a kid and reconsidered the ramifications of what it actually means. I didn’t find it okay to believe that sexual orientation is biological. The concept of reproduction defines the…
Motherhood is living in constant fear. Every decision you take is adjoined with a fear for repercussions and question,” Will I break my baby ? ” As much as I am amused by the stunned looks of admiration or astonishment that I’m still breastfeeding, it has been as grueling on me as it is satisfying. After all it’s a mother’s…