In Sickness and in health

It is that time of the year when people in Chennai are confused about the weather. It is pleasant with light showers every now and then. In one of those showers, Pogo and I got drenched. (Cuz, we as Chennai-ites are hardly ever ready to handle weather changes). As expected, Pogo fell sick and has...

Catch 22

Your baby is your bundle of joy, your little angel and the center of your world. But he is not the same for others. As a working mother with limited support for child care, I had opted to place Pogo under day care for the past one year. Unfortunately, the play school we chose did...

Power of Choice (I-Day)

A fortnight of prepping pogo (and his father) has all been for this fateful day. Will they or wont they. Our fate awaits. If submission of the application form sent me into a frenzy... then the day of the interview was a whole new ball game.. I was probably sleep walking or dazed or drugged...

Child Safety

Dear Mother-to-be, if anyone every told you that motherhood is about love and nurturing and happiness then understand that its (mostly) humbug. You would hardly have time for all this when your world is filled with Paranoia..! With the recent stories on (every god-forsaken) news channel and new-age cinema about child abuse, the next set...

My Knight in Shining Armor

One thing we definitely tick-off our everyday list is exhaustion. By the time we hit the bed, mothers are exhausted beyond words. On one evening, I had won an anything you want bet with my husband. (Yippie) and I demanded a spa service from him. (Romantic huh?... wink wink) – Not really.. I was exhausted...

and…… its a SUSPENSE

The journey of pregnancy is beautiful. We are excited and exhausted at the same time. In India, it is illegal to identify the gender of the child prior to its birth. So the curiosity of knowing the gender is much higher with old aunts predicting based on how your leg swells or how curved your...

Twinkle in my eye

I am thirty. In the last 3 decades of my life, there have been worthy moments of academic achievements and professional achievements. These moments are important. Yes. But never have I felt the need to relive these moments for the pure joy of being present when it happened. Is this modesty? Not really. I was...