I descend into wishful thinking and into the world of fantasy in order to get a handle on being a parent.
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Another year, another cake and more food for thought!
The Shackles of Empowerment
After publishing my post last evening, I was thinking about how things are in the world around me these days and I can't help but think of women and how some lives are changing every day and others might be stuck in a different era for all the changes they have been exposed to. While... Continue Reading →
A Few Words From A SAHM
I am a SAHM. I like writing the abbreviation rather than typing out the whole shebang viz Stay At Home Mom. And I think quite a bit of time and effort is being spent on Mira Rajput and her choice of words regarding her own daughter. I suppose if I wanted to, I could extrapolate, that... Continue Reading →
Gym Diaries: Jelly Arms & Pokey Things
This Thursday my trainer started me out on a slightly ramped up routine. Either that means that YAY! my stamina is increasing or that I really need as much help as I can! Am sure it's a good blend of both because I do find it easier to get back into a groove without getting... Continue Reading →
Realizations: Gym Diaries
My routine for going to the gym is pretty regularized now; am happy to report. Nothing worse than a break for legitimate reasons and then feeling the pinch while trying to get back on the metaphorical horse. I realized a few things over the last week and here they are in no specific order- What... Continue Reading →
Realizations: Gym Diaries
For all the smart alecky stuff I've written about my gym experiences, one thing stands out sharply in my mind; people have no business not being healthy!! The larger you get from eating unwisely, the flabbier you get from not having adequate activity to stay fit and strong; the longer it takes to get to... Continue Reading →
The Day Of Lurve
I didn't know about Valentine's Day till I was in elementary school in the US. It didn't mean much once I came back to India. Well it still doesn't mean much because I've only celebrated it about a handful times in my adult life. The husband isn't the roses (red or otherwise)and candy kinda guy.... Continue Reading →
Gym: Where I Meet My Body
Before I started going to the gym, I thought I knew my body. Most of it was bulgy or chunky in places it shouldn't have been but I did not become acquainted with my scapula, soleus, trapezius as much as I thought I would have earlier. They were names in an anatomy book but barring... Continue Reading →
Many kids sleep clutching a teddy bear, plush toys and even a blankie. Mine sleeps with dinosaur figurines under his pillow and a wooden alligator/croc in his arms. God I love that kid when he's sleeping! That's how we roll!
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 