A sick child – have lost count of the number of times my baby boy is sick and how it drives me ballistic. Partly because he is sick and puking and limp and not eating but because it throws us into chaos. Into an immediate and absolute disruption, with missed school and missed activities and… Read More Failing
I spend hours and hours of my day doom scrolling, reading with horror at what unfolds around us. The terrible images and stories, the mess, what seems like a colossal collapse and abdication of what a decent life should be. I have done nothing to help. Yes, we haven’t been irresponsible or done anything outside… Read More Struggling
Two hundred days of lockdown. Why and how did we land in this mess? My mom has left – escaped I have to say! I imagine her life, at home, with my brother, peaceful and orderly, with very little happening and I feel angry. She has earned it I know, but there is still a… Read More Crawling along
I don’t even want to call it the lockdown anymore, it’s increasingly clear to me that “normal” life isn’t going to resume for a very long time, to survive which one will have to dig deep and get stronger everyday. Where does one begin to record the mess which everyday has descended into? My husband… Read More Day 47
Back and forth with my mom today, getting on each others nerves and finally ending in a polite stalemate. I am tired now when I write this, maybe I am meant to be better and stronger and do the right thing, but I cannot keep dialing it up all the time, for everyone. My mum… Read More Lockdown Day 14
For a few months now, my left hip has been sporadically locking into stiffness, prompting me to hobble around till it rights itself – usually on its own, after a night’s sleep or a hot shower. It tended to start happening more often and then a couple of days back,… Read More Hip, Hip, Ouch!
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