What I Learnt From My Kid’s School

Courtesy Facebook's memories I get to know about how and what I was thinking not only on a time a specific time in the past but also how I was feeling. And when I wrote this post I was a bit more of an anxious mother, fretting about my kid's school, academic "career" as it were…

Book Review- Fowl Language

This book speaks for itself. It's non-preachy and basically talks about the incomprehensible, inexplicable turns a person's life takes once they become a parent. From juice boxes to joy, partying to poop and basically the utter, utter delight and nerve-wracking situation that is parenthood. Brian Gordon is someone every parent and non-parent should read (although…

2015: A Retrospective

2015 is about to come to a close and yet there were times it seemed to drag itself out unendingly! Biggest news from our side is that the brat is now in a big kids' school. He's only in first grade but he seems to be changing perceptibly in front of our eyes. He's learning…

Sanities and Tensions…

The brat is keeping us massively entertained with the things he's been learning in school. And while he no longer has the problem with his hearing that he did before, he is still prone to quite a bit of distractibility. That coupled with things that are repeated while he is in a group, like the school assembly,…

Co-Sleeping…A Parent Reflects

One of the first things I bought when I got pregnant, was a cot for my baby. It was nice, smooth with rounded edges and had teething shields on both the rails. It worked well when the brat was a teeny-tiny infant and it also worked as a mini-prison of sorts during time outs when…

After School Huffiness

The brat got off the school bus with two holes in the school uniform that hadn't been there when he'd got on the bus in the morning. When I asked him (with a slight frost in my voice) he told me that a "Screaming Death" had made the holes. For the uninitiated, a Screaming Death…

Bloglet: Repartee

I am currently in what I imagine is a near-Cinderella stage. Drippy nose, swollen face and mopping up the red blood (poster color) that MLM generously painted on his T-Rex's teeth and pretty much all over on an off-white tiled floor. I fall back on the worst threat in my arsenal aka am going away…

Yet Another Epiphany

I had another Ah-HA! experience this morning while "attempting" to explain to MLM why something is desirable and why something isn't. People (parenting experts, those whose kids are no longer a pain-in-the-ass and those who are blissfully childless) usually say that it sets a bad example to communicate with a growing child using largely negatives…

The Blessing Of Being A Daughter’s Mother

Now let me start off by saying that having a son isn't a curse or a non-blessing either. Even if mine does make me long for Valium on most days, he is truly the light, noise...err..sound of my life. But back to why a daughter specially, is a blessing. A friend and ex-colleague of mine…

There’s A Dinosaur In My Bra!

No. I'm not high. Yes, I wish I was. And yes, I have a child. Ergo the weird things ending up where they ideally ought not to. Sitting down and finding a clothes pin jammed up in your butt crack is passe. Stepping on Batman and theoretically emasculating him when you get up to pee…