When I was pregnant, we decided to deliver in Singapore. And every body we know was shocked. Most people in our community who live abroad, go back to India, to mother’s house to deliver and sometimes even stay there for an year. Oh yeah, being with mom before and after delivery is fantastic but what [...]
Yes, I take both photography and NaBloPoMo seriously. Posting of photographs is of course a valid blog post and hence I survive TEN DAYS of NaBloPoMo posting. Time to celebrate! P.S. Is “Green tea with lots and lots of honey” considered as a drink of celebration?
A few months back I wrote this. So did my friend Saji. Now I thought of starting it as a tag and share the fun with others. Here are the rules: Link the person who tagged you. Post the rules on your blog. Write 10 things about your spouse you are thankful for. Feel free [...]
Son, I’ve been writing letters to you every month and only yesterday I posted one about your 15th month with lots of pretty pictures of you smiling and playing. Today I’d like to present to you this picture to show you that it’s not always about being angelic. Sometimes, I (only I and your father) [...]
Dear Baby, Some of these days I wake up wondering where my little baby has gone; the baby who after waking up would call for mommy and wait to be picked up. All I can see curled up next to me is a charming handsome little boy who wakes up and climbs down from the [...]
Pretty handbags/purses/pocketbook days were over before pregnancy. That was when I would carry a beautiful hand bag, too heavy for it’s size, filled with all my makeup , some accessories, phone, wallet and some junk. When I got pregnant, carrying a bottle of water and some snacks became necessary. But nothing could have prepared me [...]
Yes, you read it right. I DID mean “Picky fathers” and not “fathers of picky toddlers”. Did I mention that hubby is a picky person? May be not. Because I normally use the phrase “a man of unique taste” to describe him. Sometimes I love it too, for I shall be considered one of his [...]
He looks at me with his wide black eyes. He comes close by and smiles lovingly. I give in and allow myself to fall in his trap of love. He comes closer and presses his cheek against mine. Then he turns and opens his mouth. And…………… OUCH!!!!!!!! He does the “dash” word. (I mean, the [...]
How does this look? Or this?
I’m taking this tag up from Monika. Here are the rules. Link the person who tagged you. Post the rules on your blog. Share the ABCs of you. Tag 3 people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs. Let the 3 tagged people know that they have been tagged by leaving [...]
