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    Feeding Battles – The not so rosy story behind chubby cheeks and rosy lips

    As a mother of a 3 month old, it seems to me that the world out there is divided half and half in its opinion for what is right for my son. By Gods grace, I have a child who is hungry 90% of his wake time. Needless to say then, that whenever we have to make the occasional trip out of the sanctity of our home, he still needs to be fed. Since at this age, he can only be given milk, I am left with all but two options – breastfeed or bottle feed.¬† This is where the dilemma begins.¬† As soon as I take out a bottle…

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    Leadership does not start with followers. Leadership starts with one decision! The one decision to be a Leader! Pavan Kota (via pavankota)

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    Birth Day Present

    The softness of his hand, the smell of his skin The sparkle in his eyes, that toothless grin The soft, hairy cheeks, the silken hair The fingers that curl around mine saying I will always be there The sound of his burp, the shape of his nose The tiny feet with long slender toes The curdled milk on his freckled face The peaceful sleep amidst the craze On his birth day, I got this present Wrapped in white blankets, straight from heaven With this gift, my life’s complete¬† What else could anyone give that could mean more than this.

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    Monster High

    My eight year old daughter and I went shopping yesterday to buy her a long promised gift. She wanted to buy a newly introduced toy which she had seen on the internet. I had no clue what it was and was hoping never to find it in the small, unorganized toy shops of Hyderabad. I was, of course, dead wrong. As we entered the shop, the toy collection was right in front of the door. Obviously, it was the highest in demand, to get the center stage position in the shop. The minute I saw the collection, I regretted not doing my research online and promising my darling that I…

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    My Mom and the Mom me

    Mom visited me recently and as usual we sat for hours together talking about nothing and everything. While I struggle to juggle between the needs of a grown kid and an infant, the foremost thought that kept going on in my mind was – How did my Mom bring up three children all born within a span of 4 years? And along with that clean the house, cook meals, tend to an ageing mother in law, stitch, sew and even socialize. She is not gifted with any super power and we, of course, were not super behaved kids. Then how??? How could she, and perhaps all Moms of that time,…