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Who wants to read another sopping Mother’s Day post?
Motherhood is a patchwork of moments. There are the ‘uh-oh’ moments when you accidentally leave an opened milk carton on the table and forget about it for oh lets say, a fraction of a millisecond, and long enough for a pair of inquisitive hands to get hold of it. There are the FML moments when … Read more
A Tale of Three Elephants
This is HUGE. My 3 year old just narrated a story to my 1 year old. It’s a tale of epic proportions. A story like no other. I am left spell bound by the simplicity of the plot and the magnificence of the characters. Story as narrated by Ryan: “One day, there eeees a Father … Read more
If I had to do it all over again
If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn’t change a thing. Not the age gap, “How do you handle a 3 year old AND a 1 year old alone?” Not your dusky skin tone, “The brothers are very different looking, aren’t they?” Not the deeper incision on my abdomen, Each C/sec weakens … Read more
The ‘One day in a Year’ Myth
Birthdays are all about false hopes. Of growing up. Or false fears. Of growing older. It’s the days in between each birthday that matter. It’s a myth you know. You don’t actually grow older on your birthday. You and I are ageing as you read this. Age is just a number. And birthdays. Well birthdays … Read more
It wasn’t that kind of a vacation at all.
If you read my blog regularly, you’d know that I had vowed never to go on vacation again till the children turned into respectable sleep-and-potty trained citizens of the world. Remember my Hellish Holiday at Bali, aka the baby moon? So anyway, here I am now lounging on a couch in our cosy lil hotel … Read more
What was the name again?
We met up with an old friend of mine few weeks ago. I hadn’t seen him for years now. But he knew a lot about my family. Mainly from the B.L.O.G. He called Ryan by name, and told him his mom wrote about him often. Ryan answered back with a puzzled expression. Yeah, expressive toddler … Read more
The Sticker on our Coffee Table
Ryan stuck a sticker on our coffee table. It’s a picture of a strawberry. A small, inconsequential picture of a red strawberry and it is stuck firmly onto my wooden coffee table. The sticker has no intention of budging on its own and I have no intention of removing it from there. I generally hate … Read more
The Favourite Dish
One day, I asked my mother what her favourite dish was. Nothing, she replied. “But there must be something. Everyone has a favourite”, I persisted. “Nothing, you silly child”, she replied. Mummy in her usual no-nonsense way had dismissed an important question about herself. But her answer just caused more questions to pop up. I … Read more
Not Proud of It Moment
There was this one instance in my life when I accidentally ‘forgot’ Ryan. At the vegetable section of the supermarket. Amidst a lively display of butterhead and romaine lettuce. I am not proud of the moment. I think I may have mentally face-palmed myself a zillion times for it. I break out into a cold … Read more
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