Rotten days.

It was a rotten, rotten day today. It is the weekend. I woke up grumpy, for no particular reason. And by mid-day I was utterly pissed at myself for being pissed. I was angry because I was grouchy and me being angry at myself made me more grumpy and well, it's a viscous cycle. I... Continue Reading →

Assisted baby- carrying, a year on. (Part 2)

Read Part 1 here What type of carries do you do? Ring sling- side/ hip carry, tummy to tummy carry Wraps- Front carry (baby facing parent of course!), back- carry (Tibetan style/ Rucksack), rebozo front- carry Structured carriers- Front (facing parent), back carry (preferred by baby and papa these days) and hip/ side carry by... Continue Reading →

Some days…

Some days, you are The Universe's puppet. You wake up slouchy. The alarm fails you. The coffee- maker stutters and dies. The milk boileth over. There is a mammoth, God forsaken jam at the petrol station. And a scuffle in the parking lot. Sambhar stains your crisp, white linen shirt. And your colleague let's you... Continue Reading →

Ma Wednesday! Mommy pangs.

Ugh. This is turning into quite the mommy blog. I seem to write about Zoe and my Mummy adventures more than anything else. Apologies, if you find these mommy rants boring and repetitive. It's just that, even though I have a dozen (read half a million) other things going on in my life, this one... Continue Reading →

The struggle is real folks.

I have heard and read how babies are constantly changing, evolving. How they are fluid, and unstable. How their young minds and bodies are seeking individuality and uniqueness. That they are slowly but surely becoming "them". I had heard of toddler tantrums and terrible twos. I have smiled sympathetically at my cousins and aunts as they struggled with... Continue Reading →

Mum’s packing again.

Mum's packing again (we have to do it more than once a month it looks like). And I tell you, it's the funniest thing. Even Papa finds it comical. Her antics are the same every time. She starts off with a proclamation that she will pack light. That she will not carry a single, unnecessary... Continue Reading →

I am alive.

I am alive folks! I have not fallen off the face of the earth, naa. Just suffering from a serious case of preoccupation and scatterbrained-ness that does not allow the processing of a single coherent stream of thought. I have about half-a-dozen incomplete and senseless posts lying in my drafts folder. Many long pending posts... Continue Reading →

A working mum’s perspective.

Lately, Facebook newsfeeds have been awash with stay-at- home- mum write- ups and blog posts. They call themselves SAHMs. Great. I love short hand. Sticking to the norms of nomenclature, I am therefore a sometimes-out- of- the- home- mum or SOOTHM. I don’t say “working mum” because all mothers definitely work! The articles say such... Continue Reading →

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