Should I Blog or Should I Write?

When I met you at a recent party and you told me that you needed to take a break from Facebook because it was interfering with your real life, it gave me occasion to pause and think. Of course, you don’t know that I have a blog, but your situation seemed dangerously like mine, but with a twist.  Ever since I started blogging, I’ve stopped writing. ...more
I agree in a lot of ways--that I spend too much time now logging into Facebook and being ...more

The deepest, darkest parental fear

It would seem unusual to anyone why I would dwell on something bad happening to my kids, and also why I would want to write down my darkest parental fear. I agree that it seems weird, but I keep thinking about this a lot; rather, it is a recurring thought in my mind that occurs without my having any control to stop thinking about it; I felt that writing it down may act as a salve. This is my darkest fear as a parent: one of my children disappearing and not knowing what happened to him....more

"She was asking for it"

A few years ago, a group of us visited Las Vegas for the first time. I'm sure most of you have heard about this city and of its famous Strip. We stayed in one of the hotels there and walked on the Strip until late at night taking in the sights. Among the sights were groups of young women, probably in their twenties or maybe older, all dressed in party outfits, which were primarily cleavage-revealing, figure-hugging dresses, the hemline of which stopped significantly above their knees....more
@sbeth1188 Thank you very much for letting me know! I'll look it up!more

"A person is a person, no matter how small"

So said the great Dr Seuss.  To extrapolate that, every child is a unique person and his or her personality cannot be mixed up with that of his/her siblings or even, parents!  Nobody exemplifies this better than Little a! Little a, as you may have noticed, if you have read even a few posts in this blog, is such a unique personality, that we are still scratching our heads about who he resembles, if at all!...more

Co-sleeping at eight?

Today, when I was helping the boys get ready for bed, I saw this on Big A's bunkbed...........more

The Boy

  This story is not about either of my sons. This story is about a boy about 30 odd years ago. That boy grew up in a small town in India. He was the first son, the first grandson; the oldest of his generation. Hence, he had the weight of the entire generation on him; he was to serve as a shining example of all that was expected of that generation from his elders. The boy didn't mind; in fact, he reveled in the distinction. ...more
@baknginatornado lol!! Just teasing you...I went and saw your comment. Thank you so much! ...more