This week, my old friend Period came to visit after a long time. But some South Indian comfort food made her stay a lot easier to handle!
Over the years, Maggi noodles have come to be associated with almost commonplace memories. I try to recall some of it in this post.
"Cardamom, sometimes cardamon or cardamum, is a spice made from the seeds of several plants in the genera Elettaria and Amomum in the family Zingiberaceae."
On the one hand, it feels like this year has been each day dragging through to the next- like that feeling of your feet sinking deeper as the wave of water recedes into the ocean. On the other, these last twelve months have whizzed by in a flash and dropped a beautiful little boy in our hands, like watching the waves and constantly being fascinated without worrying about how much time has passed!
A little more than a month ago, I could barely move from the couch to the bed, forget shopping! So I wrote H a letter for his birthday this year. This post is an edited version of that letter because talking about constructed gender roles and our flawed system is important in attempting to make a change.
Earlier this year, our baby-moon road trip through Prague and Berlin was planned around one event- a Celine Dion concert. Even through my excitement, I knew this could shape K's taste in music.
We are all in it- this vicious, self-indulgent, never-ending cycle of posting pictures, sharing online- of forgetting to live in the moment and be present, physically and mentally for special moments, or even mundane everyday-ing and make somehow try to make it all share-online-worthy. I am completely guilty of it too. But not when it comes to K.
Today is das Baby's calculated due date. While H and I still wait, the bright side is that it's a public holiday here in Germany . I'd like to think it's actually for us, in celebration of reaching a full-term pregnancy, but not without a tiny complaint.
This pregnancy has seen a lot of reading - on the laptop, on mobile baby apps, and the traditional ways of course- books and handouts. While all that is handy information, especially the digital ones at our fingertips, I have personally found that nothing is more reassuring than actually speaking to someone who knows what they're talking about.