Reflections Of A Desi Mom

-I am not doing enough! -Am I giving enough nutrition to my child? -Shall I continue/quit with my job? -How will I afford the daycare/nanny if I quit my job? -I am around my child too much as a SAHM! -I have no time left to do anything of my own! -Am I eating healthy enough to keep lactating? -I don't have any/enough help! -If only I can have more help, I can spend more time with my baby/child? -Helper/Nanny/Mom/MIL is a great help, but are not doing it how I want to do! -Why am I expected to do everything for my child and still being told You cannot manage alone? -What is with all the criticism? -If child bearing takes a village - where will I find it??? All of these and many such thoughts cross a young mother's mind these days.. Unfortunately none of the parenting or baby books and websites prepare us to answer any of these questions. 😐  But all of these are absolutely NORMAL.  Sometimes the well meaning and loving ladies in our lives too don't anticipate these challen...

What happens when a blogger is not able to find enough words to express what they are feeling?  It means either something too tragic or extremely wonderful has happened!  Day before yesterday I knew I am going to have a great day because of how I felt and how I took the change in the calendar.. Done with 30s But little did I know I was in for not 1 - but many small n huge surprises!  Now, when you are a close knit nuclear family its difficult to keep secrets and plan out something different than routine - and when it comes to men doing it (hidden from wives ) - its even more difficult or so it seems.... 😎😜😆 Midnight Surprise -  We had just finished watching Indian Idol when my perky 9.5 yr old decided she is feeling sleepy and instead surprised me with a big huge dairy milk silk and balloons to welcome the clock striking 12!  It followed by family video call where I was reminded how it felt like just yesterday I was born in the middle of a chaos (in the city)...

Few hours on the clock and the decade will flip! Few hours and the calendar will show the D day and my 4th decade on this earth will be over.  The last time the decade changed for me I was pregnant with N and wishing I and J were not 7 samundar away!  This time I got my favourite kind of dresses stitched ..just the way I like it and went to pamper myself just a lil when I know N is soooo excited about my birthday.. More than anyone actually :-D   The stylist today was tempted to tell me to colour all my greys with the line of hair products he had shelved... But didn't.. perhaps thought its useless LOL...or rather I was too busy enjoying the beautiful playlist going in the background while he tamed my overflowing hair...                                        Am I undergoing a mid-life crisis trying to accept that I am turning 40??!!  Hell NO!  Even though I h...

The year is about to end.. 4 days from now this wrathful year will come to an end.  This year that started with so much hope and promises like another New Year and showed us some horrific times with a raging pandemic. It also showed us how to survive with the basics. Something that we had forgotten over the years while becoming a supremingly capitalist economy.  As I look back I cannot be thankful enough for all the good times that we saw, the good health that me and my family were able to have - in spite of the fact that the world was fighting the rage of the ugly virus.  But just like a coin, the other side has left an impression on the hearts and minds that is going to take a very long time to disappear.  The loneliness, the silence, the despair in the eyes of kids and adults alike.. There were some very hard times that this year showed us. The streaming content on a variety of channels often kept us more sane than our own trying-to-be-positive thoughts. The wait ...

When you have lots to share and don't know where to start you almost ramble...  I hope I do it a lil less today :-D 2020 has been all about Covid and its implications. But today I don't want to banter.. Instead I want to be thankful & grateful of the small joys and happiness that we re-discovered being in the comfort (sometimes cooped up) in our home. Thankful of having a home where we can see the world go from rushing - to silent - to running again. And thankful of having our precious sweetheart N who made this miserable year far less miserable for our existence.  We completed 15 years of married life last week.. and instead of a boring mundane Monday our whole day was busy discovering tiny beautiful surprises N arranged for us.  She clocked her alarm for 11.45 pm and woke up to surprise us with sweet Cadbury pack (that she saved since Diwali). And just when I thought I could kiss my husband Happy Anniversary while he blissfully snored - she woke us to atte...

  As a young married lady when I used to see daughter's of friends holding and cuddling their Barbies' amongst other toys - I used to cringe and wowed my future-child would never-ever-oh-so-never hold that skinny little thing ...leave alone play with it.  Aaah!! The perks of being a mother and that too of an incessant young girl - I just finished watching the latest Barbie movie -  Barbie Princess Adventure     Yup! You guessed it right - That's why I titled this  Never say Never !   No offense to #Mattel but I simply hated Barbie Dolls as a young school girl myself. I remember when my uncle living in a another country used to ask me if he wanted me to bring any toy for me - I used to tell him get books on the next trip instead. I think even then the materialistic world of plastic smiles, fake bodies and fashion clothing didn't interest me..just like it doesn't now.  As an aunt - I remember buying Barbies & accessories for my husband...