I have two kids under three and I lead a truly blessed life (touchwood!) on most days. Somewhere between diaper blowouts, tantrums, time outs, and watching my babies fall sound asleep with the innocence of a gentle cloud calmly floating by, we bask in oodles of smiles, armfuls of hugs
Inspired by Vonesai Muhaso ‘s Huffington Post piece by the same title as above, I decided to write my own letter to my postpartum body. Dear Post-Partum Body,
First a disclaimer: I do not mean for this post to sound pompous or self-righteous. We all have to live by the consequences of our decisions and choices. One such decision I made was to come to the US for graduate studies. Sixteen years later, I call the US my home. Yes, India is also… Read More Raising my kids in the US vs. India
Note: Using ‘middle-class’ is not my choice of word here. I use it as conceptualized by Annette Lareau in her explanation of the term, ‘Concerted Cultivation’. If popular media, public commentary, and recent articles on parenting are to be believed, middle-class parents are actively engaged in the lives of their children and nowhere is this… Read More Concerted Cultivation: What Middle-Class Parents do for their Kids
In a recent article in The Atlantic, author Erika Christakis notes that the landscape of early childhood education in the U.S. has changed in the last two decades. The author discusses how opportunities for organic learning is being replaced by “seat work” where teachers push students to learn and complete their work before they can… Read More Mindful Direction, Organic Learning, and other Perspectives on Preschools
Before I had kids I never really had favorite times of the day. Don’t get me wrong. I did enjoy my peaceful alone times by Lake Michigan, the times I would go jogging by myself without having to push a BOB, the days I completed all those 5k races
Getting anywhere with kids needs a lot of preparation. I have long said good-bye to days when I could take my time getting dressed and get my hair (should I straighten or curl) and make up done (what shade of lipstick should I go with today).
In my ongoing identity transition or should I more appropriately say, my frustrations with having to morph myself into a reluctant SAHM identity, I have many struggles. Daily. I am just not the stay at home kinds as I have previously written. I am just not made of that grain. I don’t know if I… Read More I cried. Wasn’t the first time. Won’t be the last.