Tag #BeingMom

Taaru went to the toilet and almost fell into the commode. She came out of the toilet two minutes later and said with a straight face, “God is with me. I am a winner.” 😀

I have been a mother for so long now that my standard response to anyone, even complete strangers at the supermarket aisle, saying “Excuse me” is “Bless you.”

While playing doctor-patient with my girls, I could go to them with any sickness – cold, headache, broken bones, ulcer in the mouth – and their standard treatment would invariably include cutting open my tummy, getting a baby out and… Continue Reading →

Recently, I bought the Menstrupedia Comic that explains the whole range of what, why, when and how of menstruation and growing up. Although just 7 and 3, Vedu and Taaru wanted to read it right away; so we did. In… Continue Reading →

My girls could apply to the Malayala Manorama media house today and land a job as a reporter right away. The precision, accuracy and exact route map with which they explain the how, when, where and what of something is… Continue Reading →

Talking to my kids is like attending a 24/7 viva about story books and animated movies. The worst part? I don’t even have the option of saying “I don’t know” or choosing to fail. My “examiners” have a “Never say… Continue Reading →

I walked in to the living room to see Vedu giving Taaru a lecture on the importance of oral hygiene. “You should not eat too much chocolate. You should always clean your teeth after eating and brush properly twice a… Continue Reading →

Taaru’s birthday is coming up and I ordered some books. Since she was around, I asked Hari, “Should we get a T-O-Y?” spelling it out, so that she doesn’t understand. Well, she didn’t understand anything. But she still replied immediately,… Continue Reading →

I removed my bracelet and put it in a tray for security check at the airport. Taaru (at the top of her lungs, in front of all the CRPF personnel, airport staff and other passengers): Amme, why did you take… Continue Reading →