I look at myself in the bathroom mirror, gently touching the stretch marks criss-crossing across the length of my belly, a belly that was never taut but never as soft and saggy, as it is today. Further down, a thin brown line made of slightly puckered skin marks where my body was split open to give safe passage to my children. Once in 2011 and once in 2016. Both times after days and hours of intense waves of painful labour, hoping and praying that I would not need medical ass
After more than a decade, I was at my home at Bikaner sitting before my mother. It was the most important day for Bikaner as it was “Akhateej” and it was on this day, the foundation was laid for the city. Religiously and historically and emotionally a great day and I was eating “Bajre ki khichadi” with chilled “amlaona” juice of tamarind! A great specialty for this day. My mother’s happiness knew no bounds. She was so happy to see me before her on that particular day.
My four-year-old daughter was sitting at her desk, carefully colouring in something. I squatted beside her as my one-year-old son crawled around happily beside me. ‘What are you doing, sweetheart?’ I asked. She looked up with a smile and showed me her masterpiece. It was a picture of the Indian Flag that she had drawn herself.
The kids were discussing world cultures in my daughter's pre-school, here in Manila, Philippines. And she was representing India. Though both my child
I was walking down the street with my four and half year old daughter skipping along beside me. We were walking home from school. This time is just for us — mother and daughter sans her dad or her brother. We talk about what happened in school, what I did when she was at school and about pretty much anything she wants to talk about. As we walked on, I decided to tell her about the advanced swimming lessons I had just started with. Though I had been swimming for years, I had n
Almost any parent/caregiver will vouch for the fact that taking a flight with a child is not something they look forward to at all. Being in a confined space with a wilful baby, toddler or pre-schooler can be the most trying hours in your life. There is something about an aircraft that can more often than not, bring out the worst in children. If you are lucky your creation will restrict to pulling just your hair and pressing the call button for the crew half a dozen times. On
Giving birth is one of the most transformative experiences that can happen to a woman. Your life as you knew it officially ends as soon as you are handed your baby. Though no one disputes this, many are quick to judge the manner in which your baby decides to come out of you. There are those who feel like there is only one way to get that baby out and that is by natural, unassisted birth and that having to undergo a caesarean section or a C-section as it is normally called, me
Most of us have seen that advertisement for a fairness cream (this is the point where I want to start raging about products like those, but I don’t want to digress) where a girl wants to become an air-hostess to become the ‘son’ her family never had. She slaps some lotion on, changes her skin colour and lands a job as an air hostess without doing anything but smile while getting interviewed.
((Side Note: What is this magical airline that hires people without asking them a si
Sometimes we get so caught up in the day-to-day work of motherhood, that it is hard to gauge whether you are actually enjoying what you do. The thing is that since being a mother is not technically a job, it is hard to actually quantify whether you like what you do or whether you are just going through the motions of parenthood.
So, here is something that I put together based on my experiences with my kids. Read the full article here
Read the complete post here #IndianMom
Hello and welcome to Mom Blogger October on the Times of Amma. As regular readers know, the Times Of Amma community is all about inspiring Moms and building them up as they work on being themselves and Mothers. And so, this month is dedicated to featuring Moms who are working on being themselves and mothers, while expressing themselves through their blogs. Today we meet Deepali Joshi Adhikary who blogs on parenting, relationships, book reviews and social issues
Deepali is a
Hello and welcome to Mom Blogger October on the Times of Amma. As regular readers know, the Times Of Amma community is all about inspiring Moms and building them up as they work on being themselves and Mothers. And so, this month is dedicated to featuring Moms who are working on being themselves and mothers, while expressing themselves through their blogs. Today we meet Rashmi Raj who blogs onLife, Experiences, Perspectives, Positive Parenting, Lifestyle and also Fiction (sho