When my child was placed in my arms for the first time, I did not cry. Instead, I was filled with this huge sense of responsibility and it scared me. Somehow this made it so real. This tiny being was going to be completely reliant on me at least for some time and look up to me for the rest of my life. I had to keep him alive and help him adjust to this big bad world. Bear in mind that to this day, I had never changed a diaper, didn’t even know how to. Continue reading “This crazy thing called motherhood”
I don’t like hospitals. I don’t like it when I am sick, I don’t like going to see people in hospitals, in fact up until my adult years, I had a real life phobia that if I went into a hospital I would get sick. I hate the smell of hospitals and I get way too emotional around sick people. Continue reading “Sickly worries”
For some extremely lucky parents, this parenting thing comes naturally. They know exactly what to do and when to do it. For others like me, everything is a mystery and we need help every step of the way. There are so many things to keep track of, so many things to learn and it can get overwhelming at times. Continue reading “Parenting with Apps”
From as far back as I can remember, I have always been a picky eater. The excuse I have come up with to refuse to eat one dish or another are innumerable. Add a bad appetite and there are days I was guilty of flat-out skipping meals.
As life would have it, opposites do attract and my partner loves his food. He quite literally has a love affair with the Kitchen! Continue reading “Baked Garlic Fish”
Friday afternoon, I am feeling good about myself. You know that feeling of contentment where, the child is asleep, your house isn’t a total disaster and that giant cup of hot chocolate in your hand, necessitated by the need to up the milk supply and this rainy cold November weather is hitting the spot just right? Do you know that feeling? No? Alright, my standards for a good Friday afternoon are quite low. Continue reading “I am angry. You should be too!”
Kids can be mean!
Take a trip with me down memory lane, to many years back when I was in Primary school. I was given the moniker-Mamacho– that I didn’t care for thanks to my big eyes. It took all my strength not to cry every time someone used this name to call me, I tried telling them to stop but this just made them laugh and use it even more. Continue reading “Unlikely mom”
Who am I to think I can start a blog? I mean the market had quite a number out there already! The number of times I have thought of this and almost stopped right in my tracks in the recent past have been numerous. Then I kept on seeing all types of memes and posts on my social media with more or less the same message: Continue reading “Who am I?”