Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
We are enjoying an extended weekend this time around due to a local holiday and it's been fun. With family swimming time (which largely include splashing about and running after MLM to make sure he's got this swimming vest on before jumping into the deep end of the pool), nice long lunches, a rather lazy... Continue Reading →
Well most parents who're reading this are going-DUH! But for the uninitiated and those who just "love" kids, here are some telltale signs that a mini-adult inhabits a particular dwelling. Here we go- There are mini shoes/flipflops/socks dotting the entrance of the house/apartment. The surface of the house is kind of glossy. Upon closer examination... Continue Reading →
This blog has quickly turned into an outlet for venting and ranting while I foam at the mouth about raising a kid. A male child. A force of nature....erm...yes I digress. So I guess most of my readers just know me as a vehement mother, grappling with motherhood, while mothering a force of nature...see! It's... Continue Reading →
Ordinarily I am a card-carrying agnostic but today I am ready to drop to my knees and give thanks to the Galactic Amoeba if it means that MLM will conk off early and give me a wide berth before he does so. Today has been mind-numbingly exhausting and I have begun to think that I've... Continue Reading →
After all the kicking, screaming, banging pots&pans (all my doing), the offspring falls asleep while on his 5th timeout of the day. There has to be a non-lunatic side to parenting. I've yet to discover it though 😦
You never know how large your house is or how many things your husband and child possess until you spend the fag end of your day picking up and putting away plastic bottles, towels, eyeglasses, animal figurines and tiny underpants. Also by the same yardstick you never know how long the days are when there's... Continue Reading →
If you believe in karma that is. Else you can just believe in bad luck or stoically soldier through life's tough spots. A specific group of people across the world, who are strangers to each other but actually united in their erm..."difficulties" are the parents to preschoolers. I believe they cease to be group members... Continue Reading →
Red would frown seeing Kundera being quasi-plaigiarised in this manner but I honestly couldn't think of any other title for this blog post. I sometimes get the sense of things being in a separate reality as it were. And while that may have shrinks reaching for a diagnosis of psychosis but there often doesn't seem... Continue Reading →
MLM got acquainted with the telly pretty early in life. He used to have frequent bouts of cold and cough and feeding him would be a nightmare...dragged out for hours on end with precious little going down the gullet. Also there were the days when nebulization was de rigueur. The television would captivate his attention... Continue Reading →
Red and I have always tried to use positive words rather than negative words when communicating things to MLM. Kids are like sponges and like mirrors...they'll absorb everything and reflect them back on you...add boomerang to that list since they keep coming back no matter where you throw them. You *don't* throw your kids? Pity....try... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 