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…

36

Ask a woman if she's easier in her mind about being 36 years old versus being 36 in the waist and you can bet you'll be on the receiving end of the MOST disdainful look which roughly translates to, " Yeah right! AS IF! What kind of question is that anyhow? How DUH ARE you?!"…

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…

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…

Reblogged:Playing With The Hand You’re Dealt…

Isn't that what it all boils down to in life? It isn't always celebrating the things that go well or in accordance with our plans or even making our peace with the things that don't. It's finally just existing with what IS. Sometimes we are able to do it gracefully and other times it takes a…

Reblogged: Marking Territory

Everywhere I look, I sit the offspring's presence prevails. The jar of Gummybears are usually within hand's reach although with the child-proof caps it's still a bit in our control when we want to hand the bears over. There are clothes clips on the futon, tigers and lions (figures) under the sofa cushions and Play…

Whom To Marry: Sense Vs Sensibility

I came across an article in this morning's Times of India's Sunday section- Did Hermione choose the wrong partner? The article by itself has little to do with being in toto about Harry Potter but more about compatibility and similarities in couples or could-have, should-have, would-have been couples and the choices that they ultimately end…

A Letter To My Sleeping Son

The following content has been rated GG (goody-goody and slightly gagworthy). Spoiler alert- expect mother love and nothing else. Dear Monkeyboy, Ever since I saw that little button nose in the sonogram I knew you'd be the cutest person in the whole world. And while you weren't the chubbiest kid ever born, the pearly luster…