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…

Dog Parenting 101

Man’s best friend, the best companion to any person happy, sad or depressed. Research shows that pets make our lives healthier. But what about what makes their life healthier? Do we do everything in our power to make their lives as happy as they make us? Adopting a puppy is a big decision. I only…

Plans and Un-plans

It’s been a tough week. K got his first vaccinations and coincidentally also dealt with the sprouting of two pearly whites. H was working full-time until day before so it was me at home with the kids, for most part. Sophie, my sweet, darling girl is so intuitive. She knew something was up the moment…

Pick Me Up

For 18 months, I’ve been carrying my baby. Full-time for the first nine and now sharing that with H. There is responsibility in carrying someone. The first and most important thing to remember is to make sure you’re strong enough to do it. I’ve worked, still working very hard to be strong to hold and…

A Pregnancy Old

Nine months. K has officially spent more time outside in the world than when I carried him inside my body. How time flies! This is said a lot – the days are long and the years are short. I couldn’t agree more. Where have these nine months gone? That little, wrinkled bobble-head who stayed in…

Symphony – The Ear Worm Series

This one is not even my kind of song. We listened to this every time we were in a cab in Bangalore 13 months ago. It doesn’t have pleasant memories. But today, as I sang this on repeat all day, I tried to figure out why it was unpleasant and searched for a way to…

Father’s Day

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” ― Umberto Eco This morning started with H writing a condolence note to a childhood friend. Said friend has lost his father. As I watched…

All Aboard the Mothership

A year ago, my peach-sized embryo was turning into a fetus. It was wonderful feeling of anticipation to be part of Mother’s Day because I was theoretically already there. This new role has given me a clarity I have never had before and I wish I could put it aptly into words. It has given…

Two Sundays, One Monday

There is no way around Monday morning blues. In some ways, life is also like that, I guess. So, as I enjoy this warm, sunny Sunday with my kids, here are some of my two-truths-one-lie version of seeing the full part of my glass: + It’s going to be up to 26 degrees until the…