Hella folks. Just popping in to say a quick hello. Thank you for the lovely congratulatory emails and wishes. It is comforting to know that some you folks actually consider me a friend even though we have never met or spoken in person. The internet can sometimes be a fantastic thing. The new little one... Continue Reading →
Full circle.
The genesis of this blog is rooted in the singular loneliness of a new mother. The written word has always been my solace. Whenever I feel alone and detached from the hectic world around, I gravitate toward the written word. This was meant to be a sort of online journal, instigated by massive changes brought... Continue Reading →
The last laps and my survival kit.
There is no way around it folks, the next few weeks, nay months, will be all about baby. I cannot help it. It is such an all consuming life event. I once thought that nothing could be more consuming than taking the post- training exams. Boy! this is waaaay bigger. Anyhoo, I digress (like always).... Continue Reading →
Weekend tittle tattle.
How are you folks? I'm in a bit of a chatty mood. Most days, when I'm at home I'm passed out cold somewhere. On the couch with the laptop dangling over the edge, or with my face squished into the pages of a poor book. In the guest bedroom, with half- folded laundry. On the... Continue Reading →
Dearest Zoe.
Today has been a hard day. I fought valiantly. I gave it my all. I warred with all my might. My might obviously isn't mighty enough. You won every fight. Hands down. No arguments there. I lost and there is no shame in it. I lost miserably, but I lost to you - my dearest.... Continue Reading →
Running away from errands.
Running errands. It's amazing how often we mention the phrase. Every time a friend calls, if I'm not at work I tell them I'm either doing chores at home or "running errands" outside. Coming from a simple, salaried household- as a child I never saw my parents "just chilling". Ever. Hard work was valued above... Continue Reading →
Being a crappy mum.
I honestly despise the organic, organised- playdate obsessed, daily-trips-to- the- park, let's bake teddy cupcakes to nursery, TYPE- A mums that are constantly posting holier- than- thou updates on Facebook and asking really stupid sounding (at least stupid sounding to more 'go-with-the-flow' mummies like me) questions on the half a billion or so "mommy forums"... Continue Reading →
Of life, love and laughter.
It is all about the little things. Things that shouldn't matter but do. A handsome, older gentleman smiles at the rearview and thanks you profusely for letting him pass in maddening traffic when everyone else just pushed through. It doesn't matter, but you suddenly believe that the embers of decency and chivalry are yet to completely... Continue Reading →
Walking on eggshells.
I assume many have abandoned this blog by now. I can see the numbers dwindle and my hard work wither away. It's been so long, and so sparse. The posts on this page are as rare as rain in Doha, and I could blame circumstance, life and the universe for it. But in truth, I... Continue Reading →
