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Day 286 (No holidays please!)

 So working moms don’t really like office holidays. There are multiple reasons for it... 1) Holiday means complete or atleast 80-90% ownership of the kid which doesn’t give you anytime in the day to be able to only apply your brain without doing any physical activity. 2) Holiday is either for a festival which if you plan to celebrate doubles up the load or it is for a national holiday or weekend which usually means that either spouse or you need to complete the office backlogs so not really a holiday actually ! 3) Holiday might mean travel (pre-Covid era) which means hyper tension, panic and anxiety  4) Holiday due to a fake sick leave means today hubby is too busy to look after kid for the whole day! Holiday due to real sick leave is obviously a bad holiday.  5) In case you get a holiday where your spouse takes the max load then you are so not-habitual of this time that you spend the whole time being confused whether to sleep/watch tv/read/cook that whatever you do, you ...

Day 285 (Homemaker)

A woman is always a homemaker first and then anything else. It’s just that some realise it sooner and some realise it later. There is no modernity or othodoxity in it. This is just how the world works... across households, across geographies and maybe across planets (if there is life somewhere else). Some of us accept this reality with open arms. Some of us are well prepared. Some of us try to accept it for a long time while living it but all of us must learn to start from a common truth “it might be unfair at times but it’s not bad”. As a homemaker you have the power to know it all. What works what doesn’t. How this can be done in 20 mins and how can I squeeze in a power nap in a packed day. Which weekends have the liberty for you to relax and which don’t allow you to take a break. How to squeeze in your work with others schedule. How to make chapatis while discussing a complex issue in an office meeting. How your meetings are full of “mumma” and “cook” and “laundryman” moments and...

Day 284 (Peace of mind)

Since (Recently) I have been introduced to something really calming called peace of mind, I have understood that as soon as you turn down the chaos inside (your mind) you can see chaos all around you dancing like crazy monkeys. When people behave impulsively like you, it’s very unusual to see how unpleasant you sounded. Talking without listening, fighting without a cause, it’s all very common. But it’s really not needed. I am not preaching... I am telling you what I learnt from personal experience recently. Sometimes being talkative makes you blabber a lot of things that you regret later. Maybe you vented out a fight with your family in front of your friend and later you realise that the fight is all gone but now it’s very difficult to change the impression on your friend of your family. Small stuff like these, if avoided on time, can solve a lot of complexities. Parenting is another example. Not losing your cool and trying to understand the child’s perspective is of utmost import...

Day 283 (Testing your limits)

I am a tester (QA analyst) by profession and being a mother has enhanced my skills with another competency: testing my physical limits. The non-stop energy needed, the 24x7 household work, the sleeplessness, the multitasking and what not! It’s really not easy to be a mom along with anything else ! I am lucky in the sense that my kid doesn’t test my mental limits (atleast not yet!). However, I amaze myself everyday by the amount of work I get done on my own. Well, maybe if you come to my house (especially on a weekday), you might look around and say what was that 24x7 household work she was bragging about? But if I wouldn’t have done that, you probably wouldn’t even enter my house too so I will leave it to your imagination. There has been a change recently on how I take these challenges though. I think I have reduced being a crib-er and I appraised myself everytime the challenge gets a level-up. It maybe an unexpected juggling of tasks or few extra hours of unassisted baby-sitting ...