We are a one-child family. I come from a single-child family while Red has a sibling. My dad has numerous siblings and my mom has two. I've gotten pitying looks on and off while I was growing up, about being a "single, only, lonely" child. And I've smiled to myself because that's not all that... Continue Reading →
Motherhood Bloglet
I'm a mother...ergo I facepalm. Royally! My child, adorable tailless monkey that he is, is still prone to doing things ass backwards plenty of times. When he was a baby he'd bite off the bottom of his ice cream cone and then rush to suck up the swiftly flowing ice cream that was melting all... Continue Reading →
Coming Back Full Circle
As a parent I find myself doing things which have an echo from my childhood. The things my parents did, decisions they took etc. Just over the past few days I've had a few instances come up which have made me hark back to my (extreme) youth, am still youthful by someone's yardstick so I... Continue Reading →
The Saga Of A Little Boy
Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He was a bit scrawny when he was born but he put on weight and filled out and got himself some plump little cheeks, arms and legs and gurgled all day long. He was a happy little boy and made his parents very happy too! Except... Continue Reading →
The Mother’s Day Post
I first got to know about Mothers' Day a few months after landing in US. Suffice to say India of the 80s didn't celebrate moms as a rule. That we do it now is more to do with the influence of various types television shows over the decades. Plus people like their social media timelines... Continue Reading →
Freaky Friday Conversation
My son and I have no-holds barred conversations. These conversations often leave me with a gormless look on my face and at other times it's a toss-up between laughter, crying and looking for a place to bang my head against. Ever since TO and a bunch of little friends sneaked a peek at some horror... Continue Reading →
Loving Your Child
Isn't tough. It gets switched on almost from the time they are born but liking them every single minute of every day, that takes some doing. Imagine seeing this gorgeous sunrise and feeling at peace with the world at large... when suddenly 'Pig gam ba li, de la pig gam ba li ba Pig gam ba... Continue Reading →
Of Middle Fingers And Snakes
I recently changed my ride from a hatchback to an MUV. When I say recent I mean just a few hours ago. I was picking up the offspring from school and he was happily frolicking in the backseat, bouncing with joy and making crinkly sounds in the plastic covers that I'd not had a chance... Continue Reading →
My Temporal Lobe Hurts
I have a great memory for useless trivia. I have a pretty good memory for remembering everything my husband didn't do but should have. I also have a pretty strong recall for little things with the help of even vague-ish associative cues et al...but getting to the fag end of my 30s, my (declining) memory... Continue Reading →
Parenting: The Stuff They Never Tell You
I am a semi-helicopter mother and not proud of it. Here are some things I've gleaned in the past few years of parenting. I'm not sure how helpful this is but for those contemplating marriage and eventually kids, do read this once. It may give you a different perspective (read abstinence or hardcore contraception) or... Continue Reading →