Running errands. It's amazing how often we mention the phrase. Every time a friend calls, if I'm not at work I tell them I'm either doing chores at home or "running errands" outside. Coming from a simple, salaried household- as a child I never saw my parents "just chilling". Ever. Hard work was valued above... Continue Reading →
Amidst the everyday humdrumness, finding your little haven is paramount.
I often speak about chaos and the everyday mundanity of life. About troubles and banes. About the insanity of new motherhood and the accompanying weight of responsibility. I often unburden myself here on the blog and use it as a portal to bemoan my troubles, at the expense of you lovely folks. Venting troubles online... Continue Reading →
Walking on eggshells.
I assume many have abandoned this blog by now. I can see the numbers dwindle and my hard work wither away. It's been so long, and so sparse. The posts on this page are as rare as rain in Doha, and I could blame circumstance, life and the universe for it. But in truth, I... Continue Reading →
An entire generation of confused women.
Each passing day, makes me realize how hard it must have been for my Mum. To be a homemaker. Day in, day out. Every single day. Without a break. On Sundays, when the kids wanted their favorite fried treats, and Pappaa wanted to lie in and watch cricket and read the news. On Eid and... Continue Reading →
Oops!
I have no idea how that happened đ That's what happens when the weekend becomes a marathon food prepping, dish-washing/ laundry sorting, washing, folding and sorting again session. Add to the mix, a self- destructively curious, relentlessly roving toddler on a food strike. Now I understand what comfort eating means! Till next time.. Dr J.
A working mumâs 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 donât say âworking mumâ because all mothers definitely work! The articles say such... Continue Reading →
Female surgeon rant.
I rarely talk about my work or my colleagues to you folks. I have my reasons. But today I shall throw caution to the winds and open Pandora's box. A box rife with excitement, prejudice, innovation, sexism, toil, blood, gore, guts, hard- work, parties, gossip, laughter, tears, stereotypes, misconceptions and sempiternal action. My work gives me... Continue Reading →
Ma Wednesday! Getting ready.
I toss and turn and rove in bed. I can smell Mama, I know she is close. I use my leg as a feeler and locate her. I keep my eyes closed and move toward her. I then climb onto her, go above and over and strategically place myself between Mama and Papa. With my mission... Continue Reading →
Nerdy Sunday! Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg.
What's on your nightstand? The things a person keeps next to them at night reveals a lot about them. Their interests, priorities, quirks, the important things in their life, the important people, the time they wake upâŚ.. So, whatâs on my night stand these days? A lot of things ....... A pacifier/ soother (duh!) A... Continue Reading →