I'd caught up with a friend for a belated celebration of her birthday at a kiddy place house-cum cafe. She's specifically kept it in a child-friendly place so the moms would be able to take their eyes off their offspring and just kick back and relax. Erm...yeah. Sure. Why not? It wasn't a complete disaster... Continue Reading →
Kids: The Beauty Of The Little People
Witnessed two separate instances of candid and unadulterated (excuse the pun) kiddy behavior yesterday. Enjoy reading about them. I enjoyed experiencing them: Scenario 1: Last evening at the play area MLM and another little friend of his got into a tiff which seemed to be escalating to epic proportions. Well epic differs from people to... Continue Reading →
Parenting Diaries: Lying…When To Be Concerned
MLM by and large is a fairly manageable child. He's NOT docile neither does he stop and listen every single time but he's not been sneaky or sly very often. He celebrated his 5th birthday over the weekend and I found some of the toys brought out during the party had suspicious chunks taken out... Continue Reading →
The Sitar Diaries- The Good Stuff
The previous blogs have boiled down to this one- what to play on a sitar. Rather what is usually played. If it so pleases people I suppose they could play Pink Floyd as well but the compositions which have been around for centuries are usually based on something called Swar (the notes Sa Re Ga... Continue Reading →
The Sitar Diaries-Genesis&Evolution
The sitar is a string-instrument which is primarily played in Hindustani and Carnatic modes. It has strings made with steel and the sound is produced by striking at the strings while wearing an implement called a mizrab and simultaneously flexing the right hand palm open or shut whereas the left hand presses down on a particular... Continue Reading →
The Perils of Healthy Living
The biggest irk about "healthy living" is when it's forced down your throat by someone who thinks they (meaning the rest of the family) ought to change their eating habits. Recently Red went on a road trip with a childhood friend who has embraced healthier options in his life vis-a-vis his eating habits. This individual... Continue Reading →
Electrified Alphabets
Travails of a mom to a rapidly growing kindergarten kid. Life will never be the same again.
I am Ryland – the story of a male-identifying little girl who didn’t transition
A beautifully written, non-preachy, non-judgemental blog post by a beautiful woman who was quite a “boy” while growing up. She talks about being a *person* vs being a male or female.
Something to aspire to.
I have been shying away from highly controversial topics on this blog recently because I just couldn’t take the drama that naturally associates with it. But I keep hearing the story of Ryland, a child who was born a female, whose parents have transitioned her to male at 5 years old. You can see the full story HERE, but in short, because their daughter identified herself as a boy, and liked “boy” things as opposed to “girl” things, they cut off her hair, bought her “boy” clothes, and have begun telling her, and others, that she is a boy.
I have no degree in early childhood development, nor have I studied psychology. I didn’t even graduate from College.
I am also not here to pass judgement on Ryland’s parents. I believe that they are doing what they believe to be the most loving thing for their child. I’m simply sharing my…
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Embracing the D-Word
One of our first pets is dead. We bought MLM his first goldfish pair exactly two weeks ago. He wasn't excessively fond of them; am glad about that since I had visions of his using the net or even his hands to want to talk to them or caress them. In fact even when he... Continue Reading →
The Bloggy Journey+ Blogging 101
It's not like I've reached a massive milestone and there needs to be a post commemorating it but when I woke up this morning, this post was lurking about in my head and with there still being a bit of time left before I needed to dive into Monday, I thought why not! I heard... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 