Of Terrible Twos and My Boots

“Hang in there. Things will get better….You are an awesome Mom, ok?”, said N’s comforting voice note after she had heard me bawl and laugh in my own voice note to her- explaining the terrible feelings resulting from my Tuesday morning. H, on the other hand, husband of mine, father of my child, also had…

01.11.2019

A letter to the human I made with my favorite man, on the birthday that they both share. One turned two, the other thirty.

Emergency Interactions

If you live in Germany as an immigrant and have complained about the health and medical system, this one is especially for you.

Adjustment Period

It was a Thursday, a work day. I had an amazing morning, efficient and productive. I braced myself for a long day into the evening when the sun still didn’t set. (It’s spring here you see, with almost 9pm sunsets). And so I made peace, with a coffee pumping me up in the morning, an…

FruitLess Spectacle

”Twas a Monday – a sunny, spring day that started with a beautiful sunrise that shone bright as I made my way to work in the fully packed S-Bahn. The work day was like some others – office-ing made efficient because of cups of mocha, interspersed with conversations, breakfast and lunch. The best part of…

11 Months

Last year this time, I spent too much money eating salmon on buttered toast every single morning for a couple of weeks. It’s the only thing I wanted. Sophie and I spent the days lazing after a very slow walk (she took me for a walk I think) with a break at the lake so…

Pokes and Pain

As of today, K has got six needles worth of anti-bodies into both bum cheeks, 2 each that began from the first of August. First off, I just want to put out there to the universe how proud a Mamma I am for how he handled it. These three days over the last couple of…

Window Seat

Today, for a brief couple of minutes, I shared my beloved window seat on the train into the city with my son. For those fleeting moments, he experienced first-hand what it’s like to sit and be amazed by the flashing picture of colour, of blurry life, natural and man made, on land, water and air,…

Nenjakulle: The Ear Worm Series

After many months, K and I were listening to this sweetest of Tamil songs on repeat as a lullaby for his morning nap. Tamil, my mother tongue is a beautiful language. I don’t have the understanding to appreciate it the way it deserves and I wish that was different, but that rant is for another…

Being a Milk Machine

The first week of August is World Breastfeeding Week and the entire month is National Breastfeeding Awareness month in the States. I write about this at the close of the month because it reflects the same stage of my breastfeeding journey. I only briefly read about lactation and latching and all that jargon before giving…