Note: Reader discretion advised You still want to go on ? Ok don’t say I didn’t warn you… So I’ve been putting off talking about the topic of sex for a while. Partially because I may have forgotten what it actually is, but mostly for the fear of scandalizing you poor souls out there. But …
When you were born and bundled into my arms, I looked at your tiny face, fingers and toes and worried that you were underweight. At four months, I sat like a hawk, watching and waiting for the first roll. The milestone app said you were supposed to start rolling at four months- roll dammit! Four …
Little Ri has outgrown all the baby proofing controls installed at home. Like a little chimpanzee she observes how we bypass them and then systematically begins to decimate their purpose. Drawers are being opened, stools being carried around to reach higher sources of fragile objects. Suddenly the sky is the limit for her and she’s …
I deserve a trophy. Actually all mothers do. One made with the world’s finest chocolate and filled with expensive champagne, preferably connected to a portal with a bottomless pitcher that permits automatic replenishment once drained. Why you ask. Because of the crap we have to put up with. And sometimes that’s in the literal sense. …
Sometimes, as a mom, I can’t really understand what’s happening. For instance, today I spent half an hour washing, soaping and sterilizing Ri’s bottles and cutlery. When I was done, I plonked myself on the sofa. It was really quiet, which in toddler land generally means danger; so I peeked to see what she was …
I have a confession- I’m a google mom. Since the day I discovered I was pregnant, I have been a victim of stuffing my face with information from the World Wide Web. And having a smartphone hasn’t helped ease the paranoia. Google is always a second away for me and I turn to it like …
I think I’ve figured out the reason for the so called pregnancy glow. It has to do with the ‘bump’. Ever notice how pregnant women are so insanely cute, strutting their stuff, oblivious to the world around them? It’s because they don’t have to bother about muffin tops, tucking their tummies in or holding their …
Kids are smart. I mean they can be dumb in an endearing sort of way when they start giggling at their own shadow. But basically, they’re little evil geniuses. My cousin’s mother was visiting and we went to their home to meet her. After a while of casual sauntering, Ri decided that the floor was …
