Retroblog

7 years ago I published this bit of rant (scroll down) on Facebook notes. I was more than halfway into my first year as a mother and the mini muffin was an adorable individual who was just getting into his groove as a tiny human hurricane. The text is all in caps to express my…

Reblogged: Past Witticisms

I descend into wishful thinking and into the world of fantasy in order to get a handle on being a parent.

Reblogged: The Hanging

Four years ago I had blogged about this on another blogging platform. Facebook reminds me of many things, usually trivial and mainly goody-goody but this blog post reminded me of something that usually doesn’t go down well in my home- the concept of capital punishment. My husband is pro-life to the core and I am pro-choice….

A Decade Of Blogging Erratically

I first blogged in 2005. Courtesy Red. When we met he asked me a couple of questions about my interests and what sort of things was I into; sadly my answer to most were no. And stoic man that he is, he never batted an eyelid at any of them. And still doesn’t a decade…

Reblogged:Playing With The Hand You’re Dealt…

Isn’t that what it all boils down to in life? It isn’t always celebrating the things that go well or in accordance with our plans or even making our peace with the things that don’t. It’s finally just existing with what IS. Sometimes we are able to do it gracefully and other times it takes a…

Reblogged: Marking Territory

Everywhere I look, I sit the offspring’s presence prevails. The jar of Gummybears are usually within hand’s reach although with the child-proof caps it’s still a bit in our control when we want to hand the bears over. There are clothes clips on the futon, tigers and lions (figures) under the sofa cushions and Play…

Reblogged: Like A Phoenix

A lot of blogs turn out to be a plunge into some deep chasm of thought. It’s not. I suddenly get a notion in my head. It often cries for a platform. Some days I can give it one and other days it’s shunted onto my list of things-to-do-but-not-now-maybe-later. After a long time I napped…

Reblogged: What You Say Vs What They Hear

I keep wondering what is it that makes my kid do the opposite of what I ask (read threaten/yell) him to do. These are the very regular occurrences in our house: Stand still gets interpreted as be anything but still. Be quiet or HUSH= keep chattering incessantly. Just a minute/second= I want it NOW! Give…

ReBlogged: Fee Fie Fo Fum!

Said the giant before Jack whooped his bottom and took away his essence of being a giant altogether! Ok…how does that make any sense you ask? I’ll tell you…just let me spin out my tale a bit more… Parenting. Glorious parenting. Tis fun. Tis joyous. Brings tears to your eyes at times (for many reasons,…

The Mumbling Husband

Originally published in- http://fortunatecave.livejournal.com/110328.html Red mumbles. And quite likely, I’m going deaf in one ear. This is how it happened:  I was saying something about Mumaith Khan  Red said something I heard as thus- She looks like Cromwell. Me: Cromwell? Oliver Cromwell? Eeks!! Red: Cromwell?!! I said kaamwaali!! *walks away shaking his head at me…