When Enough is Never Enough
I want to do something powerful. I want to make a difference. Everywhere I look, I find limitations and not all of my own making.
Just a rant – What I Don’t Understand About (some) Moms who Write
Bring on the sanctimommy gripes, the trolls, and the bullying. I just don’t care. This is my rant post today. As a mother who blogs… I dislike the momblogger moniker. Why momblogger? Why not just blogger? Anyway, I digress… I…
- Blog Challenges, Feelings and Emotions, Motherhood, Motherhood lessons, Okay mom, Parenting, Reflections, TJ
Will I ever learn…
…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…
Navigating the delicate waters of rewards and punishment
It began in the most mundanely boring and predictable way possible. As parents, we started punishing bad behavior with time outs and rewarding good behavior with praises, and even more hugs and kisses than we did usually. Then somehow, I…
Of lists and non-lists; to-dos, will-get-to-its, and one-days
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…
- Feelings and Emotions, Health, Motherhood, Personal Self, Post Partum, Post-partum body, Reflections
An open letter to my postpartum body
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,
From “Buri nazar” and “Kina hora” to Baby sleep transitions, nap schedules, and CIO
Hmmm….so how are we doing with sleep these days? Good…is what I want to say because I believe it. The fear of course is that things could change any day as most things do with babies. I also fear I…
- Big Changes, Feelings and Emotions, Motherhood, Okay mom, Personal Self, Professional Self, Reflections, SAHM
I cried. Wasn’t the first time. Won’t be the last.
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…
Just one of those days
I am supremely exhausted today. I just put Baby E down for the night at 7:45 p.m. That baby has barely slept 2 hours all day today. How do people with multiple kids manage their little ones’ naps when they…
Embracing a SAHM identity (or not) (1) – To be continued…
Even as a young adult I knew categorically that I would never be a housewife. Myopically, being a housewife meant financial dependency, limited professional options, a uniquely multi-faced but seemingly one dimensional life, and a definite loss of identity. I…
“I guess I’m still fat!” – Post partum reality
Okay so I am a feminist. Have been for as long as I can remember. Even when I don’t remember being one or identifying myself as one, I was a feminist because of my long standing values and principles –…
Managing a toddler’s first big fever (Baby J)
J had his 15 months’ shots on Wednesday last week. He had the Dtap, Hib, and Hep A (third shot). In the past, he has never had any issues with shots. When he got his first shots back when he…
