I’ll be your mama, now and forever

I wonder if you’ll look for life’s answers while being so poised. At times when you’re lost, I’ll be there trying my best to show you a path, now and forever.

From pyjamas to pants: A guide to sanity

There was a time I believed that pregnancy was hard. There was also a time I felt raising one child was difficult. As I recently delivered my second baby, life with two littles is definitely challenging. However, I never knew that getting back to work after two kids (both under 5) would be the most…

Love in This Time of Chaos

Today, my husband and I woke up in the dark, much before sunrise. It was early morning, the sound from the baby monitor loud and clear for waking both of us up. We smiled through our sleepy eyes. I would have loved to sleep in, but wouldn’t miss this time with the kids, before the…

My First Lesson of Letting Go

I am home alone now after a whole year, sitting in my living room and hearing what silence sounds like. Today is my little one’s first day in daycare and everyone seems to be asking how he is doing, including me. In the rush and the excitement of the day, no one seems to notice…

The magical colors of twilight

I see you standing in the twilight zone with your baby days behind you as you are about to step into the new light of being a young girl. In this twilight, you say you’re a “big girl”, yet never too big to fit perfectly in my arms. In this twilight, you know colors well….

Mom knew that little things matter

I have always given credit to my dad for letting me find my path in life, for making me independent, fearless, confident, and everything that I am today. It was he who taught me to drive a car even when my mom thought I was too young. He let me be reckless till I figured…

Life as I know it

I have come a long way, I wonder in disbelief, As my little one turns a year old, I breathe a sigh of relief. I’m done with the hard part, I think to myself, The pregnancy, the discomfort, the occasional disgust with oneself. I barely collect my thoughts when my elder one comes along, “What…

A Mother’s Gaze

Inthe still and quiet of the night, long after her children have slept in theirbeds, the mother gazes at them with a mother’s gaze. Amother’s gaze is filled with awe. How could such beautiful creatures be hercreation? How could something so tiny be so perfect and so precious? She can’timagine a sight more peaceful than…