Motherhood is where love, guilt, exhaustion, memory, and ordinary life keep bumping into each other. These stories are about the parts of being a mother that do not fit neatly into celebration, sacrifice, or advice.
This is a category for personal essays on motherhood without performance, perfection, or the pressure to turn every difficult moment into a lesson.
First up, I have to say that as a little girl I was enamoured with the doll. When I did not have a barbie and all I saw were fancy little ads of peaches and pink barbie in her lovely glowing gown and the little girls playing happily with it everytime I watched a cartoon. […]
Why I Did Not Buy a Barbie for My Daughter Read More »
You know when women talk about motherhood, most mention how rewarding the experience is… how they love the hugs and kisses and all the tender moments you get to experience with your babies. What they do not mention though is the terrifying aspect of it. Oh no, I am not talking about the 24×7 duty
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Am soooo excited today! Something that I have been wanting for a while came true yesterday. Too early to reveal, but I know it will work out :)Also, I have been seeking answers to a few questions over that last couple of weeks. I have the answers now. I know the path and have begun
My excitement levels are sky high!!! Read More »
My little one is two going on sixteen. Honestly, she needs her face packs, creams and lipsticks just like mommy. Her outfit has to match. Her accessories have to go with the outfit and she gets a pick of shoes every time we step out of the house. Dressing her up for playschool every morning
Oh God, I don’t have any shoes! Read More »
She has taken over my life like nothing ever had. No hobby, no exam, not even my wedding! The last 15 days of being Kuhu’s mom have changed my days into nights into cycles of feed, pacify and clean… I am living the new mommy nightmare of sleep deprivation. And yet, I feel no anger
The wait is over! Read More »
As kids, we are taught not to discuss the intimate details of our personal lives with those outside our innermost circle. And for an Indian family, the innermost circle is the family or part of it. We are told to be guarded about what we tell others, we don’t know who might exploit the info
I did mention a while ago that I had my Godh Bharai. That got me intrigued about the ritual and I did a bit of reading on that. I was surprised to learn that this is such a popular ritual in India, done across various states. Speaks volumes about what we don’t know about our
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Half of my world knows this… I might let the other half and beyond know it too…. I have been hiding a growing secret within me since Jan…! Well, those of you who have figured it out… good for you… those who haven’t… read the pointers! My wardrobe is becoming fast obsolete… I can’t wear
