Good days are like eating cake

I love days like today when meals are simple and cooked by 9 am. The hours between breakfast and lunch are stretched and slow. My son goes from a puzzle to his books and then to his toys. He stops and lingers at each object, taking his time before moving on, asking only for my … Continue reading Good days are like eating cake →

I Lead Two Lives

I lead two lives. Like Superman. Except, I don’t have a costume. Nor do I leave my house. Or save the world. Maybe I save myself. I lead two lives because one is not enough to do all that I need to do. To do all that I want to do. So I have this … Continue reading I Lead Two Lives →

Be Present – Lessons From My Toddler

i. My son burst into giggles on a drive recently. Until that point, we had all been silent, lulled into contemplation by the hum of the freeway. I asked him why he’d laughed. Thain, thain he said. Thain, meaning that. It is only when he giggled again I realized that the bumps and dips on … Continue reading Be Present – Lessons From My Toddler →

From Baby To Toddler

Weaning my son off the bottle turned out to be easier than expected. A day before we went cold turkey, we let him know that we were getting rid of his bottles and asked him to say a “buh-bye” to them. Giving him that notice, preparing him for it - turned out that was all … Continue reading From Baby To Toddler →

A True Test of Patience

A true test of patience iswhen a motherHolding her toddler’s pant, one eyeOn the clockSquats on the floor, waitingWhile he decides on theleg that’ll go in first,yain ki thainMeaning this or thatRight or left. In an unexpected turn of events however,he decides no leg willgo into the pant after allInstead he proceeds to calculatethe tenacity … Continue reading A True Test of Patience →

On the first year of parenting

Photo by Azrul Aziz on Unsplash At some point during my pregnancy, I had a revelation - my husband and I were no longer equals. I don’t remember the precise moment that triggered this thought. But by the time I was in the final weeks of my pregnancy I was making peace with the fact … Continue reading On the first year of parenting →