There is nothing more annoying than seeing my little one(LO) come back sneezing or runny nose from school or park. And one look at my LO, you will know why they say – “How cold a child is feeling is actually decided by how cold the mother is feeling”. I make sure to cover him well with cap, scarf and hoodie right from the onset of early winters. But he still gets running nose almost every 3-4 weeks. It so painful to see him uncomfortable and irritable when he is unwell!So I have done a lot of reading and overtime I have come to the understanding that there are three levels of immunity
a. Hereditary – one that the child is born with
b. Seasonal – fluctuations due to seasonal changes and age of child
c. Established – a level of immunity that can be achieved through diet and hygiene
My LO doesn’t have great hereditary immunity. By the time he reaches 9-10 years, I believe his immunity will be better and fully up and running, like it happened in my own case. But till the time that happens, I need to work my way through “c.Established immunity”.
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Aparna woke up at 5.15am, hastily rushing to the kitchen, she was already 15 mins late. Without wasting any more time she immediately got started with her morning rituals, which was a set pattern. Boil the milk, take out the chopped vegetables from the fridge and make the curry for dabba. Pack the 3 lunch boxes with a variety of things for her kids and hubby, make the breakfast and then head out at 6.30am to wake her kids.
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On certain days, or rather many many days off-late, I have been doing the cook-drop-pick-feed-repeat routine. That’s mainly because (A) my kids are fast growing up into challenging individuals, they have a mind of their own. For now, it’s not only about reminding them to go to bed at 8 pm, it’s also about constantly settling the never-ending negotiations as to why they should sleep at 8, or on time or why on weekends too or why papa is allowed to be still awake etc etc! And that’s just one item in the day, then there are things like, why eat dhoodhi and not rajma everyday, why not watch more TV and so on and so forth! It’s totally exhausting, just writing about it, imagine the real act! EVERYDAY!
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I LIKE NOT ONLY TO BE LOVED, BUT ALSO TO BE TOLD I AM LOVED – by George Elliot
Who wouldn’t agree with this now? With Valentine’s Day around the corner here are some interesting ways to celebrate LOVE.
CREATE A BOUQUET OF MEMORIES
Put together your sweet and sour memories, craziest moments of madness or express your feelings for your spouse, though a bouquet of messages. Read them aloud one by one when together.
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My kids are quite fond of toys, like any other kids. And many times I give in to their demands, especially with my older child who is 9 years old now. I love to let them experience and experiment, because kids are small only once, right! They have so many questions; their curious minds are so inquisitive. I believe they learn a lot through observation and role play. Over last so many years we have ended up with a pile of toys that cover almost everything that a little girl can play with! Continue reading “A Different Kind Of Toy This Time”
Hmm, so what does freedom really mean to me? I am thinking as I am writing this. So what’s the first thought that comes to my mind on the topic? Let’s see!
Seeing the Republic Day parade – NO
A day off – Maybe, but nah, not really
I would say, freedom to me really = (equals) to be able to do WHAT I WANT.
If I want to wear a denim and loose fitting tee, not a salwar kurti dupatta to the temple, I can do so with my head held high. With no stares from onlookers. If I want to have non-veg food on Tuesdays because devotion comes from within and not with what I eat or not eat, I should have the right to do so without being judged or imposed.
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This may sound very very familiar. You have extended family visiting, a lot of cooking has happened in the kitchen and the dustbins are overflowing with the peels and leftover food from the previous night. You are eagerly waiting for the cleaning maid to turn up and make your kitchen look like how you would want to showcase to your guests. But the lady is smarter, she does a NO show and calls in to say she will turn up only in the evening! Sounds familiar? You feel so irritable, the smell from the garbage bins in unbearable, the sights of the unwashed dishes is repulsive.
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It’s not that every year I don’t make a list of resolutions. But this year is a bit different. While everybody else is busy building their resolution list, my resolution is summed up in just one line – “I want to become the BEST version of myself in the year 2018”. Trust me, I am very determined to achieve this.
And here is what it really translates into!
#1 Be more GRATEFUL
I think I do feel grateful for things I have in my life but then there are days that I feel low. For it could be anybody from kids to husband, in-laws and particularly maid. Noone is perfect, isn’t it? The key is to look at the glass as half full and not quarter empty. So in the New Year I want to minimize the number of instances of quarter empty.
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If you have been following the TOI for last few days, you know what I mean. In the wake of unbearable air pollution, a select few have come forward with the idea of abandoning their adobe in Delhi and moving on to lesser polluted havens like Goa and Kolkata. Cool that may sound and I may even secretly visualize myself living in a beach bungalow, enjoying the cool pure sea breeze while tossing fresh seafood but that visual doesn’t last more than a few seconds. For the truth is that this is NOT even a distant reality for 99.99% of the population. Continue reading “Not every child has the luxury to leave Delhi and settle in Goa”
I wish the hospital or atleast the neonatologist gave me a Do’s & Don’ts list for visitors and well-wishers, both in English and Hindi that I could stick outside my house, right next to the doorbell. That I could flash on my baby’s pram or stick on my backpack when venturing out with my little bundle of joy. But babies don’t come with a product manual, God just invented moms and forgot to write the baby manual. So here I am today, writing all those things that made me mad, made me lose my sleep, made me so uncomfortable that I dreaded the next visit from that well-wisher. Continue reading “How to Visit a New Mom Without Making her Uncomfortable”