Becoming Our Mothers
In the midst of stir-frying a melange of vegetables for my children’s’ lunchbox, I reach out for my phone. I
Tag: Motherhood
Mommy Tax
Laddu is on the kitchen island, her legs dangling off the edge. Large sunglasses cover more than half her face.
Glorious Days
Laddu is hard at work at the breakfast table, the lamp throwing a halo around her tiny head. Her hair
Essay: Motherhood, Cleaved
An essay I wrote earlier this year reflecting on how my mothering my children feels cleaved is now online on
Motherhood, Cleaved
cleave1split or sever (something), especially along a natural line or grain.“the large ax his father used to cleave wood for
Mommy, Mommy: The Soundtrack To My Life
My hands circles her tiny body, my face pressed against her back as she sits and turns the pages of
Like A Wrecking Ball
I look at the dusk setting just outside the window of my dining room. The soles of my feet hurt
Epiphany: Adoption Edition
I step past Laddu lying on the wooden floor in front of the fridge, in the throes of a magnificent
Flying Solo
I wake up in the dead of the night. Squinting, I realize it is 2:00 AM. I slide out of
Deconstructing Self Worth
I sit between two women at the tae kwon do class my twins are at. We trade smiles each time
On Motherhood and Curated Lives
I woke up to outrage on social media yesterday over the remarks of a minor celeb in India following Women’s
A Good Parent
The timer on the microwave went off signaling it was time for me to leave. I turned the stove off
Motherhood And Smugness
I look at the clock. It is not yet 10:00 AM. I mull herding Laddu up for her weekly oil
On mothering the second time around
I am leaning over the crib where Laddu lies, legs up in the air. I am about to change her
Notes to my past self
I lie sprawled on the couch. My feet touching Saathi’s as he is stretched out at the other end. Laddu
One year of (s)mothering
Dear Ammu and Pattu, This Sunday is Mother’s Day. It will mark one more year of (s)mothering you with love
Life’s little lessons
Mulling over a few different thoughts in my head, I debated between taking up this tag that is doing its
Falling in love
Staring at the Facebook page, deep in thought, looking for material for a paper due in a couple of weeks,
Musings on motherhood
Head nestled in the crook of my arm Kay traced her fingers along my lashes emitting a belly laugh when
One week of motherhood
It’s been a week since K and I took the girls into our family promising to cherish and love them
