Small Things # 5 – Why do moms stare?

When we were small, I would often feel my mother’s eyes on us during gatherings and functions. In between chats and chores, she would stop and look at me and my siblings.

When I grew up a little, I would get irritated and ask her why she keeps checking on us. “To see whether you look fine,” she would answer with a smile.

Today, I caught myself doing the same thing. The older one looked at me, perplexed. I stopped staring and asked myself the same question – Why was I staring? The mom in me answered – “To see whether they are growing up fine. And to assure myself that I am taking good care of them.” I perfectly understood my mother then!

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Announcing Free Book with Big Thank You!

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Very recently, my blog turned 2 and I feel gratitude as well as so much love for you. All of you have influenced me in your own individual ways. THANK YOU! Today, I am also mustering courage to present my 2nd Kids free ebook – ‘Who Ate The Moon?‘, available on Apple https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/who-ate-the-moon/id1206671343?mt=11.

The book is about two naughty brothers, Aala and Uja, who unhook the moon off the sky and hide it in a fireplace. But something or somebody eats the moon!!! To know more, download it for free…

The book is also available on Blurb http://www.blurb.com/b/7758497-who-ate-the-moon?ebook=614969 (Add to Cart and give your email Id) as well as Smashwords -https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/699450

In order to make the book even more accessible to our little ones, I have created a sort of audio book on YouTube. Please excuse my accent in the video. The book is less than 7 minutes long, fit for a quick watch.

My first ebook – The Princess with Brown Teeth was a huge learning experience for me. I have learnt a lot in this one too and am still learning. Your feedback, likes and share will help me immensely.

Thanks once again for being there for two long years!

The Big Brother

He knew it was late. His mother would be anxiously waiting for him but he wanted to dilly dally. He wished, she could come down to receive him at the bus stop just like she used to do! But these days she was always busy with the whining little thing, they brought from the hospital. 

It was his dream to be a big brother but now he realised how challenging it was. The baby was a cranky one. If only they could replace her with a sweet, sleepy baby! He no longer liked being a big brother. He wanted constant attention from his parents more than ever.

Dragging his feet, he went home. His mother was at the door with the baby. She reproached him for loitering around. But the cranky one smiled. He ignored her. But she cooed again and held out her baby hand. 

His feelings changed from dejection to exhilaration! She was quite cute, after all!

(This is my entry to the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the lovely Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. Thank you Jessica Haines for the image. Please CLICK HERE for more.)

5 Dirty Secrets of Mothers!

Yo mothers! I know all your dirty little secrets since I am a mother too. We lead a life that demands constant activity, sacrifice and 24×7 caregiving. Our everyday battles involve commotions, screams, tantrums and hullabaloo over silliest of things. 

So if we have some dirty secrets, we need to be excused! Shouldn’t we?

1) If the baby is sleeping near our closet, we often wear anything from unwashed nightgowns to hubby’s worn out t-shirt after bathing rather than taking the risk of waking the baby up.

2) We excel in eating messy leftovers of kids. This saves food and our energy. After all, eating is important for us not the style.

3) The rule is – never put your hand in a mother’s handbag! You may get revolted on touching used wipes, toffee wrappers and spilt juices on the inside. It is full if tidbits which is there just for satisfaction sake. 

4) Another rule is – watch when you borrow a mother’s phone! It may be battered, greasy or simply discoloured. It often is smeared with  cooking oil, baby food and spices. Most of the time, it becomes non functional and gets reduced to being the favourite toy of the baby.

5) We may have uncountable clothes in our closet but our complaints about ‘nothing to wear’ is justified! One quarter of our clothes are stained with baby poop, food or oil, other clothes are either too big or too small due to changes in our bodies within a span of few years. Some clothes are not ironed and others are simply not washed.


Mothers do many circus acts and perform shortcuts too to multitask. Often, a day seems too small to finish our chores. We need to be celebrated even if we look sloppy, unwashed with messy hair as long as we are bringing up a healthy family. Shouldn’t we!

So, three cheers for all of us! We may be chubby, messy, greasy and at times, overwhelmed and saucy but we are doing the noblest of noble jobs. Please accept our slovenliness for some time and applaud us!


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First post by my lil one

First post by my one year old!-

 Uu💐😥🗾🗾😀🍨😊😋❤️🍰❤️😀😬😆😇😇😀🙃🙈🙈🙈🕶🐔🐔🐔♓️📳♉️📳.

He was playing with my phone when he did this mischief. Initially, I thought of deleting it and then stopped. 

You all must have guessed about the author on seeing the content of this post. I have saved this post to show him his doing, when he grows up! 

Now, can you decipher this code? Well, I cannot!

I think, my baby wants to say hello to you all. Or may be he just wants to bug you all a little.

Anyways, lot’s of love and have a great weekend my dear friends.And yes, sorry for any inconvenience caused!

See you soon.

Two years and going strong…

  (This Valentine Special is a guest post by my friend and blogger Mini Singh.)

…I told him, “ I love you “. He was too busy checking out the new wheels and didn’t answer. I was dumbfounded! I waited for a few more seconds and then I said with little more emphasis on those three simple yet most important words, “I LOVE YOU”. He gave me one long look, which went right into my soul. I noticed him taking in my chunky nerdy glasses, dishevelled hair and a tired looking face. But he finally lisped the sweetest words, “I ove you”.

I couldn’t be more happier hearing these words. My little boy has turned two this week. He can’t yet pronounce words with letter ‘L’ in them and tends to say lollipop as ‘wayapop’ and love as ‘ove’. The only L-word he has mastered is ‘Lets go’, perfect to remind us that it’s time to go out for a walk. He likes spinning things, pretty much every thing that he lays his eyes upon and is always on the move. He can be especially seen in our wooden corridor near the entrance as the house is fully carpeted and the little explorer has already understood there is less friction from wood than other surfaces. And after spinning every new object, he turns around seeking an audience, and then our eyes meet and he beams with pride borne out of great accomplishment. I feel great to be a mother at moments like this. Motherhood is indeed blessed!

I have learnt with time and maturity that endless love comes only from a child and all they need in return is time and attention. We need to nourish them well, nurture them into fine human beings and try to be there always. Because they are what we will leave behind.

Have a look at my little beloved, who has changed my life forever!

  

Milk that jumped out from the table

   
 Once upon a time, there was a little boy who hated drinking milk. The sight of a glass full of warm milk made him fussy. The moment he saw milk, he would throw tantrums and make excuses to run out of the room.

The glass full of milk would feel very sad and sorry for herself. She would come soaked in chocolate and strawberries still the little boy hated her. And being hated and neglected is not a nice feeling!

The glass full of milk tried her best to make herself attractive but to no avail. The little boy still ignored her.

One fine day, she got tired of waiting on the table. She planned to make an exit from the boy’s life forever. She shifted onto the edge of the table and jumped on the floor. The glass was broken and the milk was gone. Curly kitten, Pancake puppy and blacky ants had a great time licking the milk away from the floor.

  
The little boy clapped and felt happy that he would no more be burdened by having to drink milk twice everyday for good health and teeth.

As days passed by, the little boy started facing problems. He had developed the habit of eating junk food and candies which made him less strong and energetic. As a result, he fell sick. He got a few painful shots on the bum which hurt him very much.

As he lay on the bed, the curly kitten came to him. She looked very healthy and beautiful. The sad little boy asked the kitten – “Don’t you ever fall sick Curly? What makes you so strong?” “No,” said the Curly kitten. “I drink milk and eat good food. That is why I am so strong.” The boy remembered how the kitten used to drink his leftover milk everyday.

Later, the plump white Pancake puppy, came there to play. The little boy asked the same question –
“Don’t you ever fall sick Pancake? What makes you so strong?” “No,” said the Pancake puppy. “I drink milk and eat good food. That is why I am so strong.” The boy remembered how the puppy used to drink his leftover milk everyday.

He remembered how he had neglected the glass full of milk. He felt apologetic. He realised that the only way to grow healthy and strong as well as escape shots in the bum was to drink milk.

To the great surprise of his parents, the little boy requested milk that night. Immediately, his mother got him a warm glass brimming with milk and kept it on the table.

   
But lo and behold!The milk jumped from the table again. The mother got another one but same thing happened again. The boy understood that the milk was angry with him.

The wise little boy thought of a plan. The moment his mother brought milk again, he jumped out of the bed, took it from her hand ( before she could put it on the table) kissed it, and drank it at one go… Everyone clapped. The curly kitten and Pancake puppy broke into a jig.

The little boy started drinking milk everyday and he grew big and strong. The glass full of milk remained his best friend even when he grew into a very old man.

So, the moral of the story is – Little boys and girls should always readily drink milk at one go… or else you know what happens when milk starts jumping out of the table…! 

  

( Dedicated to all the little ones in your family. Drink milk, eat right and stay healthy.)

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