My elder sister lives in Houston. When my baby was five months I did something insane. I went to visit her. Since my husband had work, I went without him. I had planned to do so since a very long time. Thought, ‘hey, I’m not working or anything… why not travel a thousand miles alone with baby to visit my sister and solely take care of my little one for a whole month… without travel insurance?’ Yes, five month old baby. Yes, I’m nuts. And yes it was a crazy decision. So, don’t do it. I love my sister to bits and it was awesome to see her and her babies AND my younger sister Read More →
There is something I want to write about writing itself. It feels so strange. At times it all just flows, like sand in an hourglass. Your thoughts, feelings, ideas literally pour out from a place inside you through your fingertips and it all just makes sense. The process is at times totally independent of your capability as a writer. Letters form words and words form sentences and it feels like the mind is not even thinking or articulating these sentences. It’s happening on its own. Read More →
“There is only one perfect child in the world, and every mother has it.”
My baby is the accumulation of everything that is beautiful in this world. He is the sun, the moon, the diamonds in the sky, the chirping birds, the glorious rainbow, the crystal cool water of the lake, the unique beauty of each blooming flower, the smell of musk, the gush of the waterfall, the majesty of the mountains, the depth of the ocean, the speed of the panther, the grace of the gazelle, the shades of the sunset… Read More →
Like most parents, I am always second-guessing my parenting choices. There is a great deal of literature out there about limiting your child’s exposure to digital gadgets, be it an iPad, the television or your trusty cell phone. I do resort to the last option as a desperate measure wherein my baby at times watches his own videos Read More →
Style is something that is innate. Some people seem to ooze it from every pore. For others, a lot of effort goes into it and still you come out looking like a cross between a 80s’ pop star and a crystal chandelier. Unless you have a lot of personality to recommend yourself with, you are doomed. The situation is further exacerbated when you pop a kid and you have no clothes, no shoes, nothing that fits, no item of clothing that would count as socially acceptable even during one of those early pediatricians visits (when you MUST step out of the house). Clothes-wise I WASN’T prepared. Well, if you ask my siblings, I seldom am. Read More →
I am someone who tries a lot of hacks. I have always believed that great problems have pretty simple solutions. Whenever I try a ‘home remedy’ I am literally willing it to work, secretly rooting for all the herbalists and naturalists out there. March is nearing an end and my baby has had a cold-cough-congestion since mid-Jan. After countless visits to the doctor he is on preventive medication for allergic rhinitis and asthma. While the medicine does its work I was desperate for some symptomatic relief –it’s heart wrenching to listen to my one-year old’s railing cough.
I read somewhere that locally farmed honey is highly recommended for allergies. Read More →
June 2015 was deadly. It killed 1200 people in Karachi. Killed. People DIED of dehydration and heat stroke. It was THAT bad. It was a scorching sweltering sizzling summer. Even for the well-endowed the weather was debilitating to say the least. It was an I-can’t-think-I-can’t-breathe-don’t-talk-to-me-give-me-some-ice oppressive heat. Read More →
Most people I know, when holding a new born tend to smell the baby’s head or neck because the new baby smell is intoxicating. But I wonder how many people have actually noticed a small part of the baby’s scalp that tends to throb. I had no idea what a ‘fontanel’ was until I saw it pulsate on my new born’s head. I FREAKED OUT. Omg Read More →
This is one of those few posts where I feel the need to add a disclaimer BEFORE I begin.
Fellow Brethren of the Blogosphere, I am not judging you or your decision to hire some help to assist with the raising of your child. Read More →
One bright morning in May, I woke up with the baby next to me and realized something horrible. I was trudging along in the new-mommy game and just as I thought I have gained some ground, in came this like a cold bucket of water: my three-month old caught his first cold. Oh my God, I cannot for the life of me understand how or why that felt like the greatest tragedy. Read More →