Ouch

23Two days ago my one year old fell off his highchair onto the marble floor. At least three feet. Three whole feet. I had put him in for a minute without strapping him. I feel awful. He landed on his head and face and THANK GOD there is minimum possible damage, a tiny bruise under his right eye. I was close enough to break his fall, somewhat. I have never heard him cry like that. I was right next to him and it is due to my negligence that this happened. Try as I may I can’t get the image of the fall out of my head. Even though I am desperately grateful he is fine.

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The Weight of Judgment

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My baby is a late teether. He cut his first tooth when he was ten-months old, on the last day of our trip to South Africa. The other one followed two weeks later. He is a year and two weeks now but still no sign of the other teeth. Which means no biting his food. Which means he eats soft, mashed food. Which means limited food options and hence more work for yours truly. Also, sleepless nights when all he wants is comfort nursing. Result? Backache in the morning. Continue reading

The Ultimate Guide for Travelling with a Baby

My elder sister lives in Houston. When my baby was five months I did something insane. I went to visit her. Since my husband had work, I went without him. I had planned to do so since a very long time. Thought, ‘hey, I’m not working or anything… why not travel a thousand miles alone with baby to visit my sister and solely take care of my little one for a whole month… without travel insurance?’ Yes, five month old baby. Yes, I’m nuts. And yes it was a crazy decision. So, don’t do it. I love my sister to bits and it was awesome to see her and her babies AND my younger sister Continue reading

It’s Kind of a ‘Bag Deal’

Style is something that is innate. Some people seem to ooze it from every pore. For others, a lot of effort goes into it and still you come out looking like a cross between a 80s’ pop star and a crystal chandelier. Unless you have a lot of personality to recommend yourself with, you are doomed. The situation is further exacerbated when you pop a kid and you have no clothes, no shoes, nothing that fits, no item of clothing that would count as socially acceptable even during one of those early pediatricians visits (when you MUST step out of the house). Clothes-wise I WASN’T prepared. Well, if you ask my siblings, I seldom am. Continue reading

Sneezin’ Season

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Honey we got from Farmer’s  Market

I am someone who tries a lot of hacks. I have always believed that great problems have pretty simple solutions. Whenever I try a ‘home remedy’ I am literally willing it to work, secretly rooting for all the herbalists and naturalists out there. March is nearing an end and my baby has had a cold-cough-congestion since mid-Jan. After countless visits to the doctor he is on preventive medication for allergic rhinitis and asthma. While the medicine does its work I was desperate for some symptomatic relief –it’s heart wrenching to listen to my one-year old’s railing cough.

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