The sorcery.

You’re sassy and fussy, And have a mind of your own. You shower me with love and affection, But only when you want my phone.  You insist on long baths and longer walks, You have no concept of time. Your meltdowns are frequent and epic, It’s almost a crime. When it’s time for your veggies…

Ouch, that hurt.

I groggily woke up to the dim, humming of a gazillion machines placed around my head. I screwed up my eyes against the harsh light of the hospital room. This wasn’t a pleasant feeling. It took me a few minutes to work out what the hell was going on. Then the floodgates opened and  it…

Long Weekend Lazings

Exactly the kind of buffet I love waking up to every morning! Pretty sure my Mom-tribe can relate, hey? When you’re a Mommy, the long weekend doesn’t mean sleeping in till 11:00 am, it doesn’t mean switching off from all chores & errands and it doesn’t mean we get to bum around all day scrolling…

“Secrets”

Exactly two years ago, they wheeled me into the operating room to get you out of your cozy little bachelorette pad of the last 36 weeks. I didn’t tell anyone i was terrified that i wouldn’t be able to connect with you after you were born. They kept you away from me in the NICU…

Air-borne with offspring

Sigh! The time has come (again). I will climb into a flight soon, toting my Louis Vuitton on one arm and my only child on the other. Having undertaken this herculean task a few times already, i feel sufficiently equipped to dole out some well meaning advise to my Mom-tribe out there. Feel free to roll…

Curriculum Vitae of a Mother

Name: “Mammmaaaaaaa!” (Can be heard on repeat, roughly 45 times per hour. But whose counting?) Age: Two years since delivery. Feels like thirty years post-partum. Profile Summary: Life giver. Nourisher. Breast feeder. Poopoo Inspector. Toilet trainer. Punching bag. Juice dispenser. Boo-boo healer. Secret keeper. Soul sister. Best friend. Life-line. Strengths: 1. Ninja-warrior – Can pick up…

This or That. No in-between.

Expectation – Idly walking in and out of the shops in the mall and casually indulging in some therapeutic window shopping while your toddler naps in her stroller, thereby allowing you to leisurely enjoy your overpriced, decadent toffee nut latte. People peep into the stroller and coo cute nothings to your sweet little sleeping baby. You…

IKEA – the good, bad and ugly

It was supposed to be a perfectly innocent shopping trip. I mean, surely bumping shoulders with 200 eager-beaver shoppers on a weekend is not anybody’s idea of fun. It was a simple plan – we would browse the aisles, check out some furniture, pick up anything that excited us terribly and get the hell out. It…

Fleeting seconds …

Every sigh and every cuddle Every smile and every giggle Has been carefully bubble-wrapped  inside of a delicate prayer And arranged layer upon layer They’ve all been shipped to the farthest depths of my core and soul So that someday sometime when i am wrinkly and old I can dig into my heavenly reservoir of…

What school won’t teach you

Dear daughter, You will excel at school. With robotic meticulousness  you will conquer all your educational milestones. You will win accolades and make my heart explode with pride. You will outshine all your peers and i will (joyfully) be at the receiving end of the hatred of all the other Mothers. You will emerge victorious…

Mom 101 – No!

‘NO!’ is a word i hear a lot. My daughter uses it frequently and with great aplomb. It can start off a sentence. It can end a sentence. Hell, it can BE a sentence. It is usually accompanied with some vigorous head-shaking and oodles of self confidence. It basically plays a starring role in the…