Growing up, I thought my Mom was a nag and my Dad was no less than a Brigadier General commanding an army regiment with an iron fist. The problem was that having a considerable age gap with my siblings meant that I was the sole member of that dreaded and bloody awful regiment. I promised … Continue reading F*** those rules and sprint, no run free!
Just as 'mental' shall always accompany 'judgmental', so also parenting and motherhood shall almost always be accompanied with the excess baggage of a certain people who shall always have their eyebrows arched up a notch or maybe two. It maybe subtle or blatant, a side glance or straight in your face. Either ways by the … Continue reading Do not Judge!
There are lazy days that dreams are made of. And then there are lazy days with the kids.