The years are short. Enjoy them while they are still little. They are only little once. It gets easier. Sentiments expressed in the sentences above are simmered into the brains of new parents, particularly the primary caregiving parent since the time people find out about the pregnancy. It becomes an anthem… Read More The kids are growing up too fast…ahem…can someone make them grow faster?
Am I ready for my child’s transition into boyhood when he was just a little toddler not that long ago? … Read More Toddlerhood to Boyhood…The Inevitable Transition
…that my child is extremely impressionable and that what I do and how I behave absolutely and directly influences what he then does and how he behaves. …that my yelling may seem like a great release for me but may do irreparable damage to his ability to learn the action-consequence-reaction dynamic. …that my throwing things… Read More Will I ever learn…
I love making lists. For everything. Lately, however, I have avoided making lists but that experience is more like a mouse who sees cheese and is smart enough to realize that the cheese is purely a tool of entrapment and yet, wonders if she can somehow outsmart the trapping hinge. Hmm..ain’t gonna happen! What I… Read More Of lists and non-lists; to-dos, will-get-to-its, and one-days
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
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 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.
Yesterday was B-aunty’s last day which meant today was my first full day with both kids all by myself and it was great. It was uneventful in the most amazing and normal way. I took both kids to a local community park in our Graco double stroller that I bought at a consignment sale (Outrageous… Read More First day alone with the kids – Insensitive comments don’t help anybody
I love my child so much that I don’t even have the words to describe the depth of that feeling and probably never will. There are occasions and life contexts when words, even the best and linguistic rich vocabulary do not completely capture the essence of your feeling for someone. One’s love for one’s… Read More I am a yeller
…said one of my colleagues echoing my sentiments exactly and after I had told her how hard these first few months of motherhood have been. I wondered why nobody tells you (read, warns you) about how challenging being a new parent is (I am sure if you specifically go looking for that info, you will… Read More “I love my baby but I hate motherhood”