Today has been a hard day. I fought valiantly. I gave it my all. I warred with all my might. My might obviously isn't mighty enough. You won every fight. Hands down. No arguments there. I lost and there is no shame in it. I lost miserably, but I lost to you - my dearest.... Continue Reading →
This morning we had another battle of wills. The Little One is scrappy, I must give her that. She is tenacious, scrappy and unrelenting. These traits will no doubt stand her in good stead in later life. I only wish they were not directed at me during meal times 😦 This post might be irrelevant,... Continue Reading →
So, one day Mammaa woke me up early. She usually lets me sleep till I want to, but that particular day was different. It was different in so many ways. She kept cooing things to me. Went on rambling about going "bye-bye" and "having fun" as she prepped my milk. Pappaa was ironing my clothes... Continue Reading →
Aah my lovely adult folks, it's so wonderful to write to y'all again! Hope little 'ol life has been treating you folks well. I have been quite busy (pah! like always) recently and I have also changed a lot since we last met/ corresponded. I'm a big girl now you see! I have had several... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
I think food is disgusting. It's a vile, despicable monstrosity which will one day lead to the downfall of humankind. Really! It causes sheer wastage of anywhere between 5- 6 hours of my day. Hours which could be put to great use otherwise. I could run around in circles, climb up and down the couch... Continue Reading →
Washing, drying and grinding home- made porridge bases. Makes breakfast during the work- week that much easier. Back in a bit.. Dr J.
Laundry is best dealt with everyday. Or else.... weekends turn into foldathons! In an hour.. Dr J.
Shooing away the Mammarazzi! And breakfast mayhem 🙂 Till the next hour.. Dr J.
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