The blended mama

i am a blend of helicopter, tiger, dolphin, bear, sunshine, darkness and everything in between

  I remember last year, we were at my daughter’s friend’s birthday party. It was a ‘Frozen’ themed party. The enthusiastic parents had left no stone unturned in giving their daughter, a birthday of her dreams. A spacious banquet hall of a four-star hotel was booked. They adorned it with shiny silver and aqua curtains, …

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I painstakingly make a whole wheat peanut butter cake with peanuts caramelized in brown sugar/jaggery…. And my daughter says “I don’t want it.” I claim that it’s healthy and that I am sending it as tiffin to school. She replies, “but I don’t like peanuts. Make me something else.” It was only two days back …

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You write and preach about the merits of exclusive breastfeeding but in a moment of sheer weakness, you buy a packet of formula milk powder for your baby, which she refuses to even taste…. While your conscious mind tells you to throw it away, an inner voice from your subconscious whispers bake!bake!bake! And so I …

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Most mothers may find breastfeeding very easy. But for others like me,the struggle has been very real. http://m.huffingtonpost.in/subha-sunny/how-i-transformed-from-a-breastfeeding-zealot-into-someone-with-more-empathy-towards-new-mothers_a_23352870/ When I was expecting my first child, I was determined to breastfeed her. I had read a lot regarding the subject and had made up my mind for the purpose at hand. But I had actually underestimated …

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I want to recall a few memories for you. Memories that will resonate with many girls and women in general; memories that we have neatly wrapped and tucked inside inaccessible corners of our hearts. But each time we hear stories like these, our repressed memories have a way of unwrapping themselves and emerging into consciousness; …

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My last post was when I was in my 23rd week. A lot of things happened in between which kept me away from blogging. I was down with viral fever thrice between May and August. Since my husband was super busy and there was nobody for help, I had a really tough time during sickness. …

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For seven long years, I stayed in a toxic relationship, walking on eggshells. I was a people-pleaser of the highest order. Anybody could walk over me and complain that I wasn’t flat enough to be a doormat. I was happily dedicated to servitude and there was hardly any time for me to take care of …

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