Go green in the garden!
August 9, 2011
Simple, easy-to-learn tips on gardening as a family, and as an eco-friendly parent!
Simple, easy-to-learn tips on gardening as a family, and as an eco-friendly parent!
You might assume I’d find it unnerving to wake up with a foot in my face, but the good news is it was a foot I recognized.
I wondered if the innate “Indianness” I had purported to possess my entire life was completely bogus.
A Nazi-like lactation consultant militantly asked if my mother breastfed her children. My mother was tempted to say she still was.
How does this visual harassment compare with the physical violation I feel in India? Where can I feel truly liberated in my own skin?
Right now we are building their hard drive. As much programming as you do in their brain, it’s going to stay in there for good.
I cared about girls, I cared about looking good, and I cared about my hair staying spiky. My dad was aware of the line of thinking that often plagued teenagers like me.
It did not start off with dida as my nanny. There was this one woman who would tie me up to a table so I wouldn’t crawl away.
The research on home-based care is slim. And what does exist is scary. But there comes a time, and dare I say it’s now, that we need to start recognizing a new sociological reality.
While I was confident in my assessment of myself, I couldn’t help but think, ‘How could I ever trust my precious little baby with someone else?’
Being a professional South Asian mother, I asked myself: “Does my child need me to be with him 24/7?” My answer was, “Not really.”
One day he scolded me when I giggled with a lady at the post office. “Mom, why are you talking to a stranger?”