Tips for would be Mommies to make your pregnancy even more beautiful

Hello Would be Mommies,

Welcome to Pregnancy, an incredible journey!

Today, I want to share something with all of you. When I was pregnant with my twins, I was anxiously waiting for my delivery day because I wanted to get rid of the severe back pain and lethal breathlessness which made me feel almost dead many a times. But most of all, I wanted to meet my champ footballers who were constantly kicking me from inside and whom I used to see only on monitor screens during ultrasounds.

But, my doctor always used to tell me and the other fellow pregnant ladies to enjoy that phase of life as once the baby arrives, there will be no rest, no self care, no pampering and no sleep.  Now everyday I remember her and realise those were the true words of wisdom.

Since the time, I entered motherhood, life has not been the same. It has changed to every possible extent and I’m sure all the moms reading this can relate to me and will nod their head in acceptance. The moment you bring your kid in this world, your life becomes a roller coaster ride full of emotions, postpartum depression, happiness, cries, concerns for your little one and lot more. You try hard to spare sometime for yourself but days pass by and sometimes you don’t even get to see the mirror and you just keep juggling between diapers and bottles. And if at all, you get few minutes when your child sleeps, either you wish to just take a nap and recharge yourself or most of the time, you finish the endless household chores.

I truly enjoyed writing this blog as I revisited my pregnancy all over again. So, all you lovely soon to be mommies, below are my suggestions to keep yourself beautiful inside outside during this amazingly beautiful journey:

  • Pamper yourself, get manicures, pedicures, waxing done time to time.
  • Perfectly shaped eyebrows and a clean face always makes one feel better, go for it regularly.
  • A quick foot massage, head massage and a facial will do wonders. You will feel rejuvenated.
  • Don’t forget to visit your parlour once before delivery because you will be super occupied soon after giving birth, moreover you would most likely be following the custom of staying at home for 40 days or so.
  • I would advise not to go for a haircut during pregnancy. Reserve this for post delivery as it will be a new phase of life. A new haircut will not just help regain the confidence in you but also give you a new look in your new start.
  • Spend quality time with your partner as much as you can. Don’t always discuss about the baby, talk about your courtship, marriage, honeymoon and all the beautiful moments spent together. Relive your journey once again.
  • Dream and plan with your partner about the new life you are heading towards.
  • If you are not on full bed rest, than plan a babymoon with your partner. A short vacation and fresh air will refresh your body and mind and prepare you for the upcoming fun.
  • Remember life changes after baby but for good only. Parenting is a blessing.
  • A pregnancy photoshoot will make memories of lifetime. It’s a common trend followed by many expecting parents these days but there are still fears and insecurities in the minds of few people about propagandizing pregnancy. If that is your case, you can get a photoshoot done at home itself either by a family member or you can call the photographer home.
  • Don’t read much about delivery process; normal or caesarean. It causes anxiety.
  • You need not to eat for two or three (in my case). Eat as per your hunger only.
  • Chew your food well for proper and easy digestion and avoid bloating.
  • Focus on healthy eating and proportions at a time. Protein, Iron and Calcium packed diet is recommended. (I will not start about food do’s and don’ts here as I’m sure you must be already overflooded  with advice from friends and family).
  • Listen to music. In my case, the “kick game” inside was all more powerful whenever I listened to music.
  • Stay positive. Reading spiritual books might help. It is believed that listening to garbh sanskar imbibes good values in the baby.
  • Every body, every pregnancy is different so don’t compare yours with that of your friends or sister or anyone else. It’s not necessary they have the same signs what you have.
  • Jot down your monthly pregnancy journey in a notebook as a keepsake for your baby. For more details about this and other keepsake ideas, do visit my another blog: https://www.mycity4kids.com/parenting/vartikasdiary/article/keepsake-ideas-for-your-children
  • Join some yoga classes or do it at home if your doctor permits. Do it correctly else don’t do it at all.
  • Perform Concentration Yoga –  Sit on your bed with folded legs and closed eyes and talk to your baby. Feel your baby. Introduce him / her to yourself, tell your Mom is a beautiful woman who feels blessed to have you soon in her arms. Introduce Dad and other family members too. Say all good things and that everyone is eagerly waiting for his / her arrival. Imagine your baby’s face, the color of eyes you wish, his/her tiny hands, feet, fingers, eyes, nose, hair and everything about your baby. Sing a song you love. All this will connect you more to him/her. I used to do this yoga twice a day and it was the best part of my pregnancy.
  • Always remember, pregnancy is a blessing not a disease and you are normal as ever. So, unless you are not on full rest, keep yourself active, indulge in any activity you like even household chores. Along with household chores, I kept myself busy in painting, making keepsakes for my kids and my full-time job.
  • Pray daily and thank God for giving you this happiness which many are still struggling for.

Lastly, enjoy every second of this golden phase of life to the fullest, it passes in a blink of an eye. Gear up to enjoy the pleasures of magical journey called “Motherhood”!

Love and all the best!

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Happy Father’s Day dear Father-in-law! #WordsofGratitude

Papa, it has been 10 years, I am a part of “our” family but I never openly expressed my love and gratitude for you and as its Father’s day, I felt no other occasion could be more apt to share my feelings.

The first thing I want to tell you is that you are my real Hero. I have never seen a braveheart like you. Your determination and positivity never cease to amaze me and I wonder despite of facing so many odds and challenges in life, 3 major accidents, losing a leg to one, 2 major robberies when you lost all your hard earned money and other possessions, still you are always optimistic and full of life. You were never dependent on anyone for anything but chose to stand up again and not just continued your job but also supported Mamma (mother-in-law) in running the house and raising 4 kids so amazingly. I hate and stop if anyone calls you “disabled” but that is what does not defines you. Infact, you are even more capable than many of us. Your spirit and energy is infectious and you are truly an inspiration for all of us, our Superhero!

Second thing for which I have immense respect for you is the relationship you share with Mamma. You always stood like a rock with her and supported her in every situation of life. I always strive to share the same bond with your son as I want to grow old the way you and Mamma have travelled your journey so far. As your son is the mirror image of you and equally strong willed, I hope my wish would come true.

Papa, I’m proud to grow as a very strong person under your continuous guidance. 10 years back when I met you for the first time, I was an immature girl crying on the smallest of failures. Your words gave me strength, your support gave me the courage to do what I thought was undoable. Whenever I felt weak, you stood as a rock and inspired me to get up again and face the challenges. Whenever I lost calm, you were there to pacify me and see, today here I am, standing tall as a strong girl who still cries but doesn’t fear failures. When I lost my father 2 years back, you promised me to be with me and never let me feel the vacuum in life. You kept your words.

I absolutely love the bond you share with your grand daughters, they are equally fond of their Bade Papa, as they call you. I am glad your blood runs in them, which I am sure will make them the bravest and your wisdom will make them the wisest. They will also learn from your experiences and understand life is not always rosy and they have to create their own happiness even in adverse situations.

But, one thing I love the most is our “Khatta-Meetha” (sweet and sour) relationship. Like any other girl, I also had fears about dealing with in-laws when I got married but how heartwarmingly you welcomed me home and made me comfortable, vanished all my doubts and insecurities. The way you always treat me as your child is so endearing and I feel so blessed to have you as my father-in-law. You have always pampered me which makes you the man of substance Papa. You always take care of my likes and dislikes and make sure my favorite food is served to me whenever we meet. You accepted my flaws, forgave me endless times for my silliest and biggest mistakes, appreciated even my smallest efforts and always encouraged me to chase my dreams, be it studying further or traveling out of town for professional commitments or pursuing my painting. I always had your back in every decision I took. And now, I don’t remember even when you became just a father from father-in-law.

Papa, we are miles away and I am unable to call you daily but I miss our talks, your repeated tales of your friends and old times, all of which l remember by heart now, our silly fights, playing riddles, old photographs, my computer lessons to you and so much more. Thank you for loving me unconditionally. You are the pillar of our family and our life revolves around you. We love you and respect you what you are. We wish you a happy, healthy and long life. Once again Happy Fathers day Pa.

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Letter to my twincesses on the first day of school

My little darlings,

Last 2.5 years passed like a whirlwind. The feeling of holding you for the first time is still fresh in my mind when you were born so tiny and I had to buy preemie clothes to doll dress you. I blinked and you started walking, I blinked and you started talking, I blinked and you grew up and now it’s time for me to share you with the rest of the world.

Today was the first day of your school and you both were in great spirits. As you are big girls now (as you think so) and embark on this new journey of life, your Mamma wants to tell you something, something that will help you not just today but forever in your life, no matter whether Mamma is with you or not.

You know, me and your Papa were planning to send you to school for the last few months and today when the day arrived, I felt as if I am yet not prepared. Last two days passed in severe anxiety thinking about how things are going to be. While I immensely enjoyed shopping for you, the tiny shoes, cute summer dresses, clips and bows for your curly hair, back of the mind, I was very nervous and every now and then my vision got blurred due to the tears in my eyes. I never felt so restless like this before but then your Papa was there to uplift my mood every time I felt low. He was very normal all these days and I was secretly angry on him that how can he be so cool as cucumber when he loves you both more than anything in this world. But he is he and I truly wish you both inherit this “NOT EMOTIONAL” trait from him as I don’t want to pass on my over emotional attribute to you.

So while I was cooking lunch and doing other preparations for your big day today morning, Papa quietly came and said to me, “Now, even I feel uneasy. They are so little, how will they manage?”. And I just smiled without uttering anything. Father’s love is such. There is an invisible Umbilical cord that connects you both to him. So, my little loves, my first lesson to you based on this instance is:

1. Never judge anyone: As I just told you about Papa, despite of loving you the most, he was hard as a coconut from outside. But his heart was full of cheese and love which was hidden. So, my babies, always remember, what you see upfront may not be always true, there is always another side of a coin. People have different ways of expressing their feelings, so never judge anyone come what may. There will be situations in life when you will come across people who may not share pleasantries with you but never mind. You don’t know what battle they are fighting or how was their mood when they encountered you. So, learn not to judge and be kind, given any situation.

2. Dont Expect anything from anybody: Girls, treat this as a mantra in your life and you will never be disappointed or sad. I know it’s not easy but not impossible. The early you start practising it, the sooner you will learn it. You will fall many times while playing but you have to get up and brush yourself on your own rather than expecting your Mamma, Papa, Teacher, friend etc. to come and help you. Gradually in life, there will be many such instances when you would feel bogged down with the situation but you need to help yourself instead of awaiting for anybody to come and uplift your mood. However, you will always have your safe refuge at home in my and Papa’s hearts and we will always be there as a rock for you to help you face any hurdles of life but you should not hurt yourself if you find yourself alone in any battle. Remember give selflessly, love abundantly and help as per your capability but never expect anything in return because then its not help its reciprocation. Work on improving yourself, compete with your better self daily rather than expecting the other person to behave the way you want. So, no expectation and no resentment.

3. Never fear failures: Unless you fail, you won’t learn and improve. Failures are equally important in life as success is. Never stop trying. Give your best shot in anything and everything you do and success will follow one or the other day. So, don’t worry about it and focus on your work. Raise a toast to your success but celebrate your failures too as they have a vital role in taking you to the zenith. They teach you the lessons, the mistakes which you should not repeat in the next attempts. Learn from your failures and do better next time.

4. There are no shortcuts: You must have heard me and Papa talking “Let’s take a shortcut route to the park or school or any other place” but remember there are shortcuts to routes only but not to life. You need to cross the entire road to reach to your destination. Hard work, smart work, determination, focus, positive attitude, honesty are the tools which will help you in the journey but you have to climb the mountain on your own.

5. No job is small: Your Mamma learnt this lesson very late in life after moving abroad and now she’s not ashamed in getting her hands dirty in any of the chores. Sweeping the floor or throwing the garbage or mowing the lawns – nothing is small. Feel pride and happiness in doing your tasks. Even at the workplace or at your school or any restaurant, be it a peon or watchman or guard or the waiter taking the order or the owner of the Company, you need to treat everyone with equality as they are doing their respective jobs and deserve all the respect and honour.

7. Take your stand and never support wrong: This is one thing which is very important for every individual. I want to raise you both as strong and smart women. I want you always speak up for yourself, your wishes your desires, you goals and dreams. If you take a path, stand by it and don’t deviate just because someone doesn’t want you to be on it. Remember, there is a thin line between taking a stand and being rebel. When you are unable to justify your actions but still revolting for something, it becomes rebellious. Be clear in mind what you actually want and choose your path wisely. Listen to elders as they will guide you and share their life experiences with you and after analysing the complete situation, decide what you need to do. Be reasonable, be practical and chase your dreams. Secondly, don’t accept anything that is wrong not just with you but with anyone, known or stranger. I am not teaching you to poke your nose in everybody’s matter but if you see someone suffering in front of you, you know what you need to do.

8. Communication is the key: Always remember, Mamma Papa love you a lot and will always be there for you as your trusty friends with sympathetic ears for all your problems or even if you make any mistake. Never stop sharing your doubts, problems, happiness, insecurities, failures with us. Speaking up and communicating make things much easier rather than concealing it under the carpet. We can work out any problem by discussing it, no matter how big and unwelcoming the issue looks like. There is always a solution but hiding your mistakes because of the fear and running away from it will never help. In the same way, if you have a disconnect with anyone, shed your inhibitions, go, talk and clear your differences instead of bottling up and making things complicated.

9. Be brave, be strong: My girls, I want both of you to be strong not just physically but mentally also. Have the courage, power and capability to defend yourself if someone tries to mess up with you physically. Be strong enough to let go the negativity around you without affecting you. Be brave to challenge the challenges of life and accept the hardships that may come your way. I want to raise you both as emotionally strong women. This doesn’t mean you cant cry or feel upset when things don’t work for you. Crying is absolutely fine and it doesn’t make you weak but don’t be an emotional fool at the same time. Be smart so that no one can take undue advantage of your goodness.

10. Never stop learning: There is no age to learn or start any new thing if you have a desire and honest intention. Always choose “Still lot to be learned” over “I know it all” attitude. Be a good listener.  It will always help you.

11. Be responsible citizens: Girls, being a good daughter, good sister, good friend is wonderful but now as you grow up, you should understand your responsibility as a good citizen too. I feel proud to see that both of you never throw garbage on the roads but in dustbins and point out if you find any wrapper or any stuff on the road as dirty. I can see the roots of a sensible person developing but along with this, I want you to learn a few more things like saving power, water, light, paper, electricity. Crossing the road only on green light, giving seat to elders or physically challenged people.

I know you are very little to understand these things right now but learning starts from the beginning and I’m sure gradually you will be able to hear what your Mamma wants to teach you both.

So, my little babies, my queens, the endless opportunities are waiting for you in the beautiful world outside. Just go and conquer.

Love always,

Mamma

This post is a part of Blog Birthday celebrations contest hosted by Zainab and Geethica

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I want to be a little girl again – A short poem!

It was my 34th birthday last month. Yeah, I just said that because I don’t believe in concealing my age as it’s just a number. I still have a child inside me and I would never kill it in the hustle bustle of life. It still finds happiness in the smallest of things and winks at me whenever it rains and convince me for drenching and dancing crazily forgetting everything and living the moment. Trust me, these little joys of life are always beautiful and soul satisfying. Though, life has changed to every possible extent, I’m no longer a free bird who would fly anytime anywhere. Now, there are lot of responsibilities to be catered, concerns for everyone around, professional commitments, raising responsible and healthy kids and so much more.

Amidst all this, sometimes I feel lost, seeing my kids growing up transports me to my childhood days when I used to be the fruit basket of everyone’s eye in the family. Miss those days and the carefree lounging around. So, on this birthday of mine, I wrote a poem for myself and for all the lovely ladies reading this, a wish, that we all have somewhere in the hidden corner of our hearts. Hope you can hear me and relate.

I want to be a little girl again

Relaxing in Mum’s lap, sharing all my pain

Holding Papa’s finger while crossing the lane

Playing and jumping with my brother in the rain

I want to be a little girl again

Throwing tantrums during mealtimes

Eating only what my heart desires

Feeling pampered day and night

Staying everyone’s heart’s delight

Those carefree giggles, those sibling fights

Those counting stars in the night

Lazing around in the evenings with buddies

Sans tensions and worries

Engrossing in stories of knights and fairies

Dozing off in warriors’ glories

Merrying birthdays with family and peers

Celebrating results with so much of cheer

Whirling and twirling in frill frocks

Gleefully flaunting those lacy socks

Endless babbling basking under the sun

Sharing tiffins and mimicking was the real fun

Waking up daily by Mum’s cuddles and kiss

When meeting Santa was my only wish

No place for ego, drama, conceits

A life quite simple and full of peace

Sobbing and waving at parents at school gate

Vacations and holidays were the most desired wait

Fight with best friend was the biggest pain

Yes, I want to be a little girl again!!!

 

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Nominated in the Liebster Award 2018

Honestly, I don’t see myself as a great writer and nowhere close to the professional blogger friends I have, but waking up to see a mail stating “You have been nominated in The Liebster Award 2018” was such an overwhelming feeling that I can’t describe in words. It is the love and motivation of my fellow writer friends that keeps me going.

I feel so grateful today for being nominated for The “Liebster Award 2018” by my fellow blogger friend “The Introvert Mom Blogger”. She is a single mother and shares her day to day parenting experiences through her blog https://theintrovertmomblogger.wordpress.com. She helps other mommies sail through  the common challenges and struggles we all face as a mom. Do take a look and you will always thank me for introducing you to an amazing blog. Thank you so much “The Introvert Mom Blogger” for treating me worthy and nominating me.

So, as per the rules, here is something about me and my blog – I am a Mom of beautiful twin daughters and a doting wife. Serving an IT Company as an Office Manager, working from home, during the day and a moonlight newbie blogger. After a long tiring day with my toddlers, I try to manage sometime for myself when I write and vent out my feelings. I started blogging in Sept 2017 while coping up with my father’s loss and found solace in it. I write about my parenting experiences, relationships, food experiments, travel, social issues, true stories as well as fiction.

10 Random Facts about me:

  1. I vary from being a lazy to monstrous to loving to helicopter mommy time to time.
  2. Big foodie though it doesn’t look on me 😉 Can’t thank God enough for it 😉
  3. Nature lover and dream to own a cottage in hills.
  4. An amateur painter, craving to pick up my canvas and colors soon again.
  5. I am a family person and for me, not necessarily only blood relatives are family.
  6. I believe in vibe game. People who are meant to stay in your life will stay, come what may and rest will automatically gravitate away.
  7. No place for duality in life. Can’t handle fakeness.
  8. I am a simple person, show offs turn me off.
  9. Love beaches, they are the best escape for me.
  10. Can spend my life eating only chocolates.

 

And here are the replies to the questions that I have been asked:

If you are HOME ALONE for a day, what would you like to do? Sleep, sleep, some more sleep. Did I mention sleep?

Which do you prefer to hang-out, with an introvert or an extrovert? Anyone would do, anyway it’s only me who is going to babble all the time.

Do you love ketchup on your burger or you’d rather have mustard? Ketchup

Is your niche to your blog now the first niche you thought for your blog? Well, mine is a versatile blog, not any particular niche specified.

Where or whom do you get inspiration to blog? Daily happenings around me.

If you would join a cosplay (a practice of dressing up as a character), which cartoon character would you imitate? Minnie Mouse, I still love her and so do my daughters.

What would you like your kids (or future kids) to learn about life? That life is not always rosy and cheerful, its OK to cry and shed your tears. Crying does not make you weak. Also, you need to find your own happiness, carve your own path, look for the positive in every situation, face the challenges and keep going, that’s life.

Are you more of a listener or are you a talker? Talker.

If it is possible to live to another planet, where do you like to live? Mars so that I can witness the beauty of two moons.

What would you ask or say to God if He is in front of you right now? First of all, I will thank Him for blessing me abundantly. I will ask Him to send my father back to me and bless me with the same parents, same kids, same family in every birth. Also, I will ask him to eradicate poverty from the world so that no one sleeps hungry.

If ever you have been surprised by a nomination with Liebster Award 2018 like me, here are some rules you have to follow:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you, and put a link to their blog on your blog. Try to include a little promotion for the person who nominated you.
  2. Display the award on your blog.
  3. Write a small post about what makes you passionate about blog posting.
  4. Provide 10 random facts about yourself (optional in 2018)
  5. Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel would enjoy blogging about this award.
  6. List these rules in your post.
  7. Inform the people/blogs that you nominated.

 

Now, my nominations are:

http://healthwealthbridge.com/

http://alubhujia.com/en/

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http://backtofiction.com/

https://sidhujetha.wordpress.com/

And the questions for my nominees are:

  1. What do you do when you run out of ideas what to write about?
  2. Who is your role model or inspiration in life?
  3. Which is one blog of mine you like the most and why?
  4. How you started blogging?
  5. Your idea of perfect vacation?
  6. What are your 5 possessions you cant live without?
  7. Beach or hills?
  8. One thing you would like to change in yourself would be?
  9. Biggest achievement so far?
  10. Do you believe in dreaming?

If you would accept my nomination please follow the rules given. Answer my questions, tag me and notify me of your post by commenting on this blog. Also, don’t forget to nominate other bloggers so that we can support each other and grow together.

Good luck to all nominees! 🙂

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An effort to give shelter to those homeless creatures!!!

Kadam Chhota, Change Bada!!!

We lived in a housing colony of a small town in Uttar Pradesh. The locality was a bit far from the main city, in the outskirts of the town. There was a dense forest that connected our locality with the town. That forest was the shelter to many dogs, dears, snakes and even robbers, so people were always cautious while crossing that area especially during the nights because most of the times, those wild creatures used to attack in the dark hours. Gradually, those stray dogs entered our colony too. Those hungry and thirsty homeless creatures were always in search of food and water and used to snatch eatables from people if they find any prey.
Another problem we faced in our colony was that all the houses were interconnected to each other through the terraces which made it easier for the thieves to rob. Every now and then, there were cases of robbery even in the daylight. In the summer afternoons, when ladies and kids were alone at home, sleeping or taking rest away from the scorching heat, those robbers used to attack. Also, they used to target the families which were out for summer vacations and ransacked their nests.
One of my friends also used to live in the same locality who was a dog lover. She and her husband owned an Event Management Company and were also working voluntarily towards helping the stray dogs. They had adopted many such dogs and used to take utmost care of them like their own kids. She was out of town when those stray dogs entered our area and started perpetrating terror. Everyone in the society was scared to death and people were reluctant to send their children outside to play in the park or even schools.
The day my friend Anshu returned from her vacations, I told her about the situation and requested her to help. The first initiative she took was to start putting some food and water outside her house for those dogs. She encouraged everyone in the area to come forward and join her but initially people found her idea insane and life threatening. They thought those wild dogs will attack and bite them so why to unnecessarily get involved. They preferred to stay away. Gradually, people noticed the dogs were well fed and happy. They used to sleep under the tree after eating the food and stopped harming anyone. Then other neighbours also came forward and started leaving food outside their houses.
The same dogs which were causing troubles for the masses and hurting them earlier became not just calm and friendly but also the “protectors”. They were always alert and helped the people in catching a thief also while he attempted robbery one night. After that, there were no cases of theft in our locality.
Anshu, parallelly contacted an NGO that helped people to adopt homeless animals. 2 of the dogs were adopted by Anshu herself, 7 were adopted by the neighbors and rest were sent to the NGO and were adopted by other people over a period of time. All of them got a family. They were well fed, loved and cared.
It was such a satisfying feeling to see those creatures being loved like a kid,
and living happily with their new family. Indeed, its true that small steps sometimes can lead to a bigger change.
PS: Anshu Jagwani, my friend, left for her heavenly abode last year due to sudden kidney failure at an early age of 33 years. She is no more with us physically but will always remain alive in the hearts of not just her family and friends but also with those little ones whom she had loved unconditionally. This article is an ode to her, to the golden heart she had and to the noble deeds she did.
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All I want is a day off this Mother’s Day! From every Mom’s heart….

Yeah, you heard it right. This is all I want this Mother’s Day; a day off from round-the-clock motherhood duties, a break from this programmed life. Am I sounding unreasonable or impractical? May be, but that’s all I wish. People may call it being selfish, I call it loving myself because #Happystartswithme.

I don’t want to be woken up by my husband or kids or that devil alarm clock. I just want to snuggle in my cozy bed and sleep as long as I want.

I don’t want to worry about the three hot meals of the day to be served to my family. Ordering in or eating out are better choices and will be much appreciated. Feeding toast and corn flakes to the kids instead of oats one day won’t make them sick. Go Daddy!

I want to have my morning tea in peace without getting up countless times in between. Am I expecting too much?

I want to take a bubble bath instead of 2-minute shower.

I want to give myself a much needed foot massage as every night my legs pain as if I have been climbing hills.

As I am miles apart from my Mom, I just want to call her and talk my heart out and listen to her without any distractions. I don’t even remember when I spoke to her in peace.

I don’t even want to look at the sink full of dirty dishes and fully loaded laundry basket. Excuse me for a day please!

I don’t want to babysit my terrible twos, worry about the mess they make throughout the day, act as a referee to their sword fights, change their leaked diapers, shout every minute on them to stop their mischieves and most importantly I don’t want to sing lullabies and put them to sleep.

I want to go out alone and buy myself some flowers and grab a chocolate without a fear of being caught by my tiny two.

I may be judged for shirking from my duties but I would give a deaf ear to all the comments and prefer a day just for myself. What are your wishes for the day, Mommies? How do you want your day to be? Share with me in the comments below.

Love you all, hope you have a fantastic Mother’s day.

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What’s your individual contribution to stopping rapes and other crimes against women??? #Superbloggerchallenge #Instacuppa

Last few days have been quite disturbing, reading about the shameful news and brutal crimes against girls and women across the country. It has filled every woman’s heart with a fear that “I could be the next” or “What if I was at her place?”. We have become even more concerned and protective towards our daughters, mothers, sisters and secretly praying that they don’t go out at all.

Another inflaming matter to worry about is that the people don’t understand the sensitivity of the case and just whataboutering, connecting the case with other angles like religion, politics and what not. Media is sharing the old videos and photos of the Kathua victim. Think of what her parents and family must be going through while digging her pics and videos for you. For your channel, its TRP but for her family, it was their hearts which have been crushed so brutally. Isn’t it inhuman on our part? I mean a little girl had gone through the worst nightmare and you are raising such topics during the trying times. Really?

Lately, I saw a post blaming a famous Bollywood actress for the revealing clothes she was wearing during a photoshoot. People, do you still think it’s about the clothes? If nudity has anything to do with rapes then females covered in sarees, suits or even hijabs would have never been the victims. And what about these little kids? Are they exposing themselves to the pedophiles? They don’t even know the meaning of the word Rape. And if you still talk about clothing, can you please tell why we get to hear little boys being molested? YES, there had been such unfortunate cases too. In what way were they dressing up wrong? It’s all in the sick minds of the people and this dirty mentality needs to be changed and not the clothes we wear.

Even worse, there have been posts about defending the accused with vindications offered like “It was a temple with regular visitors so how can she be kept hostaged there” and “How can a father ask his son to gangrape” and other such utter nonsense. Political parties got a burning topic and are playing blame game here. They can change currency overnight but can’t bring about a robust law for the safety of females so expecting anything from them is useless. But what are we doing as an individual?

Instead of focusing on such futile matters, why don’t we start introspecting and do our bit for the society. We are shaken to the core and our system does not seem to change so it’s time for us to get up and kick some butts if anything is done wrong with us or in front of us. It’s time we should stop giving GYAN to our daughters on how to dress up, where and when to go, how to behave with the in-laws, when to marry etc. It’s time we don’t let a man touch any female in the buses or trains, no matter whether she is a known to us or a stranger. She’s a woman and that’s enough to take a stand! Its time every girl should learn self defence techniques. Its time to stop treating pink as girly and blue as virile. Its time for raising our daughters with equal feathers in her heart and stop setting boundaries for her. Its time to stop expecting your daughter in law to be a Tarla Dalal. Its ok if your Raja Beta cooks dinner if your bahu comes home late from work. Its time not to tolerate any joke or statement that puts women down. It’s time we stop saying “Ultimately, Shadi hi karni hai kya karogi aur padh likh ke” and force our daughters to get married. Its time to stop saying “Stop crying like a girl”. Its time to break the stereotypes set by our society and introduce our sons to the household chores and kitchen. Its time to educate your sons to respect females and if they cant, better be prepared for the wrath coming their way. Its time to make our sons understand that “NO is a NO”. It’s time to stop stating “Choodiyan pehen lo” as a weakness or shame. I have seen many educated, well to do families differentiating between girl and boy child. This should be stopped. The root cause of this monstrous disease is unfair and unequal “upbringing” which should be the same for both the genders.

Remember, learning starts at home only and the seeds sown in the childhood always persist in our kids minds. So, raise equally strong kids and don’t let your daughter feel in any way, she’s lesser than your son, physically or mentally. I am using my pen power to do my bit and making sure my daughters are raised as strong women of the society who would always speak up for the wrong. I am doing my bit, are you?

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Technology free childhood, a real struggle for today’s parents #SuperBloggerChallenge #Instacuppa

One thing which I am always thankful for is that I was grown up in the era of landline phones, cable connections, posting letters and personal relationships – the real ones. The era when technology did not take over. The era when outings meant going to parks and picnics instead of malls. The era when people used to visit friends and relatives randomly on Sundays without informing them as they did not have the luxury of mobile phones. Yes, this modern amenity was a luxury then which has turned out to be the necessity of today.  Imagining life without this little yet addictive junk box today seems terrifying. It’s like the best companion to us everywhere even bathroom. It has replaced our real friends into facebook / online friends, our diaries into phone contact list, letters to e-mails, phone calls to whatsapp voice notes, feelings and emotions to facebook status.

Now don’t guess my age while reading this post and treat me as a pensioner, I’m still in my sweet 30’s, just missing the good old days and sad about the fact that I won’t be able to give my kids the same atmosphere in which I have been raised – a gadget free childhood.

No matter how hard we try, it’s impossible today to keep the children away from technology. The moment they are born, they are exposed to cell phones, groupfies, selfies (of course taken by parents). And gradually to make our lives easier, we make them watch cartoons on tablets so that we can finish our chores and get some breathe. They get glued to screen and parents become happy to get sometime for themselves and this is how their daily dose of screen time rockets up.

I have seen kids as young as 2 years, well acquainted with ipads, laptops, mobile phones and what not. At the age of playing with blocks, crayons, legos, they own their personal tablet and operate it with such confidence that can amaze anyone. Parents have their own vindication “It’s the competitive world and kids have to be smart since childhood”. They find pride in highlighting this talent of their kids to the society.

If I talk about myself, I learned computers in my school computer lab when I was in class 5-6th or even later. I know it won’t be reasonable if I start comparing our lives with that of our children as it’s altogether a generation gap and things have changed significantly in the last few years but I can’t deny the fact that technology has snatched the innocent and golden period of life from our kids. Poor babies, they don’t even realise it.

I feel sad that they will never be able to experience the joy of playing in the park, those unstructured, imaginative games, with friends, without getting lured to return home and sit on their PlayStation.

They will never have the craze of TV like we had and used to wait for our favourite programs like Jungle Book, Rangoli, Mahabharat as they can watch their favourite shows on Internet anytime.

They will not value the resources like TV, phones, radio as we used to have just one set in the entire huge family and everyone used to wait for their turn to watch their shows, make calls via landline or even listen to their channel on radio.

They won’t understand the fun which we had while checking the cordless phone’s coverage by taking it to terrace or other farther areas.

They will not understand the essence of relationships and family get togethers. Now the wishes are exchanged on Facebook, WhatsApp and presence is marked even by going live.

They will know postmen only for the rarest of rare speed posts or delivering their passports and not for the handwritten much awaited letters which had so many emotions hidden.

They won’t get to feel the excitement we had when we used to impatiently wait to see our pictures clicked by cameras and films were given to photographers to develop. They will miss the fun of guessing the pics by seeing their negatives.

Not sure if they will ever refer a dictionary for their vocabulary doubts as Internet serves the purpose well.

They will not be able to experience the moments lazing around, basking under the sun in winters and sleeping at the terrace in summer nights.

They won’t get the joy of playing on the terrace with cousins when there were power cuts in summers and generators were for only a few rich people.

I can’t deny that I let my kids watch cartoons or I have devoided them of screen totally but I have set a limit to it. There are a few ways I divert my little ones from screen, which you can also try:

  • Get down on the floor and involve with them in activities like playing, singing, dancing.
  • Inculcate a habit of reading. Read stories with them while enacting and explaining. They will copy and learn.
  • There are many activity and craft games available in the market which help kids learn and grow.
  • Beads can be a good option to keep them busy for hours and they will become more creative.
  • Many puzzles are available in the market for all age groups which will help them use their minds and have some brainstorming sessions.
  • Lego challenge is a family fun activity in my home.
  • Painting or coloring books is another creative activity which kids will love.
  • Introduce them to the kitchen gradually, ask them to lend a helping hand in peeling green peas, boiled potatoes or even dressing salad.
  • Encourage them to do household chores depending on their age. My little ones (2.5 years) find pride in doing everything on their own, keeping their dirty clothes in washing machine, unloading the washing machine and putting the clothes on dryer, keeping their dirty dishes in the sink, putting their toys in place after playing, tidying the room before going to bed etc. This will not only keep them active but also make them independent.
  • Go on a walk or enroll them in hobby classes like music, dance, language, swimming, robotics etc.
  • Kids love bubble play, it comes to my rescue when nothing else helps.
  • Many a times, there are meltdown moments also but let them get bored. This way, they will try to explore new things and figure out the way to overcome their boredom.
  • Lastly, remember while you try to limit kids screen time, you have you set an example infront of them by limiting your usage too. Kids need models not preachers.

I am neither a pro in parenting nor I believe in any universal parenting rules. However, this is just my perspective, that I have offered on this subject which many of us ignore. While it may be natural to seek for our children, a childhood reminiscent of our own, we can’t overlook that our society is evolving and with it, the childhood. Rapidly advancing technology and a changing atmosphere will result in a different experience for our kids and in the generations to come. We, as a parent, have to decide what kind of childhood we wish to give to our juniors – a gadget free or gadget freak.

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Thank you God for unforgettable last five months with Papa!

Pouring my emotions and penning down this blog wasn’t easy but sometimes, venting out your feelings is the best catharsis. I wrote it with a heavy heart, teary eyes and shaking hands but as it is said, “Life goes on”, I also have to move on and face the saddest reality of life. I can scream, I can rant, I can get angry on destiny but I can’t flee from the truth.

When my daughters were 4 months, my husband shifted to another country and joined his new job. I was supposed to join him after few months as kids were too small and I needed help. That was the time, I got a chance to live with my parents for such a long time after a decade, as I left my home city after graduation, for PG, then job and finally got married so all of us were thrilled to live together again and this time it was even special as I had my double edi (addi) tion with me.

I was the closest to my father since childhood and quite a pampered and loved daughter. We shared a beautiful bond of silence. He was a man of few words still I could always sense his emotions through his expressions, smile or even his silence, I inherited this from him only as he was a great observer. The most grounded and amazing person I have ever met with a heart of gold, healthy sense of humour, epitome of simplicity, ever ready to help the needy secretly without an inch of show off.

We were a middle class family and Papa was in a Government job who grew up to a decent level through his dedication, honesty and hard work. I remember him narrating us the stories about how he traveled long distances to his office on a bicycle in the initial years of his job. He was transferred to other cities far from home for many years and couldn’t take care of his diet and eating habits. This took a toll on his health and he was diagnosed with diabetes at an early age of 35 only. We were little kids then, unaware about this poison and how it could ruin our happiness. Years later, it affected his liver and he was diagnosed with chronic liver disease. I went to stay with them in March 2016 end and we had the best moments together till June when he fell sick one day and immediately had to get hospitalised. Since then, his health kept declining and he finally left for his heavenly abode in August end just a week after I left for Delhi with my husband.

I’m thankful to God for all those moments that I had spent with Pa in those five months.

I’m thankful to God that I could take him for shopping where he tried a few shirts very joyfully like a kid and picked up three.

I’m thankful to God that I could dine with him at a newly opened restaurant in our city where he had a scrumptious meal of Dal Bati instead of the boring Oats and boiled food that we used to feed him daily. Seeing him relishing food after a long time was highly satisfactory.

I’m thankful to God that I could celebrate my birthday, Pa’s birthday and Father’s Day with him and baked my first ever cake for him. I’m thankful to God for letting me tie Rakhi to Pa one last time on Raksha Bandhan. Though my thread wasn’t strong enough to save him.

I’m thankful to God that we could celebrate kids monthly birthdays and then half yearly birthday with Pa when he didn’t leave any stone unturned to make it the way I wanted. He enjoyed immensely the cake smashes done by the kids.

I’m thankful to God for all the drives Pa used to take us out immediately after coming back from the office, despite having long tiring days.

I’m thankful to God that Pa could pamper me after so many years, daily by calling from office and asking what I wished to eat. The days I used to say “Kuch bhi le ayiyega Pa”, he used to get upset so I always had a special demand which pleased him the most.

I’m thankful to God for all the evening walks and endless talks we had during my stay.

I’m thankful to God that I could serve Pa during his last few days, accompany him during his hospital stays and had few precious father-daughter moments.

I’m thankful to God for giving Pa, the joy of playing with his grandchildren.

I’m thankful to God for all the smiles and laughter filled moments we had together.

I’m thankful to God that I was able to see the real, behind the mask faces of people during these months.

People say the fate is destined and the journey of one’s life is pre determined but I never used to believe in all this until I lost Pa. Today, when I look back, it seems like it was actually a plan of God that my husband relocated to another country, I went to my parents and could spend the best moments with them. I’m thankful to God for planning the things such way.

These things may sound trivial to you all but it means the biggest asset to me which I treasure the most.

Through this blog, I also want to share a message with the readers that never take your parents for granted. Never disconnect their calls, even if you are busy, take the call and inform. Never leave things for tomorrow as it never comes. If you want to do something for your parents, be it taking them out for a movie or lunch or a vacation or anything you feel might give them happiness, do it today. Give your time to them and express your love as much as you can. Parents are irreplaceable and the loss is irrevocable. Their absence hurts, it fills your life with a vacuum which can never be filled. The feeling of never been able to see them, meet them, feel them, touch them, hear them rips you apart and you can just groan. Instead of regretting in front of their photographs later, make memories today.

Those five months were indeed a blessing in my life full of mixed emotions. Where on one hand, there was happiness in abundance, on the other hand there was a fear of his deteriorating health. Though I have a lot of grudges in my heart that the Almighty took away Pa so early but I am thankful to Him for letting me spend the last few days with him which I will cherish whole of my life.

I don’t want readers to feel sorry for my loss because I don’t feel it that way, my connection with Pa is getting stronger everyday & I feel immensely blessed and proud to be his daughter even more. I am thankful to God for fixing our meetings often in dreams.
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