Category Archives: Parenting

In Love With Our Hopscotch Rug

The pandemic has been a tough time for kids in many ways, yet they adapted to the abrupt change in their lifestyle as best as they could. It is not easy for them to stay at home without jumping around with their friends or bonding with their school mates. They have also been missing out on all the stimulation they get from outdoor play which is so essential for their development. As a parent, I have been trying my best to help my almost 6-year-old stay excited and active through this phase at home.

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Ticked Boxes Do Not Define A Mother

I was aimlessly scrolling up the feed when a comment grabbed my attention. Not surprisingly, this happened because the post was about a person I have always held in high esteem – Sushmita Sen.

A woman had put it across quite bluntly that Sushmita Sen knows nothing about motherhood sacrifices because she hasn’t given birth to her daughters. She mentioned categorically that it starts from when the embryo is formed and all Sushmita Sen has done is give a good life to adopted kids, making it sound like a cakewalk.

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My daughter knows I am not a superwoman and that makes me a better parent

It was a misty, dreary morning. There was something off about the day. The cook had called in sick at the last moment. I had an article submission deadline to meet. And then my periods arrived just in time, as if to fan the flames. As I tried to gather the scattered ‘me’, my few months short 5-year-old spilled a bottle of juice on the floor, inadvertently of course.

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Is THAT A Diaper, Mumma?

Period Talk! One would think that a mother of a 4-year-old girl would not have much to share on this subject. I concur because I have still not reached that stage when a parent actually gets into the elucidation of the biological process and the other nitty-gritty of menstruation to the child.

But, should period talk start only once a child is nearing puberty?

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Movie Review – Helicopter Eela

Seasoned and supremely gifted actors. A powerful and novel concept. A strong technical team. But, something goes wrong along the way, the perfect ingredients don’t make that perfect dish. That’s Helicopter Eela for you! I was left disappointed at the end of it because this could have and should have been a pioneering endeavour in Hindi Cinema. But the half-baked script and the inconsistent screenplay, unfortunately, make this a turbulent ride with a bumpy landing.

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My Daughter Does Not Need To Be Submissive To Show Me Respect!

A few days back, a dear friend of mine burst into tears while having a conversation with me about her marital woes. She has been struggling to adjust with her emotionally abusive in-laws and when I suggested that she should get her husband to step in, she responded with despondency.

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Let us stop the glorification and unburden mothers – Happy Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day! This day is special to me for more than the obvious reasons. Call it destiny’s decree that it was on this day I saw the two pink lines which transformed my core.  Months later, my daughter sashayed her way into our lives and became the epicentre of our world with her exuberance and delightful impishness. Continue reading Let us stop the glorification and unburden mothers – Happy Mother’s Day

When My Daughter Was Ready To Let Go Of Breastfeeding But I Wasn’t

It was my 2nd week post partum when the discomfort had begun. My nipples were so sore and sensitive that I had lamented about not having the strength to continue breastfeeding in the presence of my lactation consultant. And here I am, writing about my breastfeeding journey of 3 years today! I don’t know if words can do justice to this journey which has been exigent and fulfilling, with steep falls and euphoric highs. But, it’s only these words which can prove to be cathartic for me in my current state of dishevel. Continue reading When My Daughter Was Ready To Let Go Of Breastfeeding But I Wasn’t