He asks for “easy shorts”. Not the ones with the pesky button at the belly. Or dapper denim pants from this season of Couture Levis. He wants no nonsense drawstring shorts, with a forgiving waistline because they’re comfortable.
Category: Parenting
The worst amma in the world.
Today was a parenting win for me. It was 3 pm. Day 32 of sheltering in place.
We’d played all morning, done some token worksheets and read her favorite books. We’d bickered amicably about how many farts were too many and if Mr.Poop would be a good name for her little baby cousin.Continue reading“The worst amma in the world.”
How to age twenty years in one weekend – a manual.
He is 9. He is adorable with his Cheshire-Cat smile and that one wonky tooth. He is a blessing every day and I love him so much, my heart hurts from the joy of it all. Some days, I marvel at just how bright he–.
Hang on just a minute. I’m getting ahead of myself.
Continue reading“How to age twenty years in one weekend – a manual.”
Yesterday was a bad day.
Yesterday was not a good day. Not a good day at all.
I screamed when I should have been calmer.
I shushed, when I should have listened.
Dear Child
My darling child,
You are one person, yet you’re so much more than that. You change and grow every single day, so what works now will not work tomorrow. The best I can do now is to write a letter. A letter not just to your present self, but to all the different personalities that exist within you.
All you really need to love.
“Big black eyes and tiny nose,
I love you down to your toes.”
I hummed my daughter’s favourite rhyme while waiting at the Clinic. Nirav had finished his appointment and Anne, his therapist came out the swinging doors.
“He’s doing so well, Pavi! Did y-”
“Anne, I’m worried!”
Girls and boys and all that noise!
