First of all, let me clarify that this is not a jealous, bitchy rant. I am neither fat nor a fat- shamer. Weight and body- type is a personal issue and is nobody else’s business. I try to not judge someone by their weight or size. To each, their own. Live and let live. I... Continue Reading →
Back to work? Hang on, my “feminist” buddies. And thanks for the free advice!
I am on an extended maternity break. Not advisable for someone in a male dominated domain with high career aspirations, I'm told. But the choice has already been made. Now I face the consequences. Of lagging behind my peers. Of being judged as not being "hard-core" enough. Of being a "low-aimer". Of not being ambitious... Continue Reading →
Things Mums Do…
New mums do crazy, weird, inexplicable things that make absolutely no sense to non- mums and men. Here are some examples:-1.The mommy- sleep. Irrespective of how “heavy”/ deep a sleeper they were prior to being a mum, they suddenly turn into feather- light sleepers. The slightest stir, the minutest cry, can get her from pseudo-mommy... Continue Reading →