I am on call 24/7. With very short rest time in between.
There’s so much to do, that it’s hard to complete all that needs to be done. 198 more words
It was only 15-20 minutes into the drive of our mini-vacation getaway, and the concern started to set in. What had we gotten ourselves into? I mean, I had known that Brady started to call out, “Go walk?” And “All done!” And *insert high-pitched screaming noises that make you want to bury your head under a thousand pillows, except you’re stuck in a car for another 2 hours*. 969 more words
Rumi has recently turned two and I do not know how to describe the phase she is in right now because “the Terrible Twos” does not even begin to cover it. 1,216 more words
In the previous post I wrote about things that are helping me maintain a semblance of sanity. Here, I’m noting down some tips and ideas that are of help while dealing with Rumi. 1,736 more words
I am blogging after what seems like a million years, and the reason is exhaustion. I wake up in the mornings after a good nine hour sleep, only to find myself bleary eyed and ready to hit the sack again. 1,442 more words
Rumi turned two in April and she does not go to a preschool or daycare as yet. A perfectly normal fact, right? Except that it does not seem perfectly natural and normal because I don’t know any other two year old who does not go to either a preschool or daycare or activity center of some sort! 714 more words