Category: Twins
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Milestone: Ten Years Old
Pattu bounds down the stairs each morning, a full hour before her sister Ammu wakes. Some days she hugs me around the middle. Some days, she sits at the island waiting for her dad to wake and give her company as she brushes. Our early morning conversations are limited but a growing reminder of how…
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These Little Girls Of Mine
She stands in her batik printed dress, the silky fabric clinging to her body as she strikes a pose for me. I click and I am taken aback by the young woman staring back at me in the photo. I turn the phone off and suggest that she wear a Capri pant underneath. Year over…
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Birthday Musings
Ammu nuzzles my cheek with her nose, throws her arms around my neck, kisses me and flits off to do whatever it is she is occupied with at the moment. Today she is working on a school project. There are sticky notes all over the place. She painstakingly colors the first American flag and sketches…
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Restoring Balance
I rummage through the bin holding the stacked, folded clothes. A black polka dotted legging catches my eye. I pull that out and pair it with a pale green top. I look for the matching legging, feeling frazzled when I do not see it. I empty the bin, laying the folded clothes carefully on the…
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Milestones that sneak up on you
Sometime late last year, I browsed the local schools online trying to find out what the process was like to register for Kindergarten. I got on mailing lists. I marked dates on my calendar and let it be. One fine morning I woke up to a gentle reminder that registration was coming up. The choices…
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Slice of life
In the craziness of the morning rush, I paused on my way upstairs to see this. Siblings playing with empty plastic cups and taking obvious pleasure in just being with each other. I stop to take a picture before I get lost in the sameness of routine. As I take a break for lunch, I…
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Notes to myself
This is more of a diary like entry for me so Kay and Cee can someday read back and know how their first day at school/daycare was. The day leading to and day of joining was almost like Deepavali. I had their new clothes laid out and ready to wear the following day right down…
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Overrun by pink
What can I say? Happy week ahead folks!
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Learning on the go
Stepping out my shower, I heard Amma’s voice unusually calm asking “Are you done? Please come out. Cee is bleeding.”. My heart jumped into my throat. Imagining the worst, I was out as soon as I could to see Amma holding a rather bloodied child. Her face was smeared with dried blood. Her hands stained…
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Our Adoption Story
It was late night one Thursday in January that a number flashed on our home phone that was strange and familiar at the same time. You see, only a month before that call we were very close to bringing a baby home that did not happen at the last moment. Understandably I was very upset…