candid diaries of a dogged mom

  When I first heard about the menstrual cup, I rejected the entire idea and decided that I was better off with using the sanitary napkins. I didn’t have to bother with menstrual cycles for two years after I became pregnant with my daughter and later did not bleed periodically for more than a year. But then when my body finally began to return to its old self, I resorted to using sanitary napkins. I was fine with it but I had seen the cups in social media and ads.  Image source: behance.net So, I logged into Amazon and ordered the cheapest cups which had great reviews too. They sat on my bathroom shelf for three months, unopened and unused. I kept telling myself I just didn’t have the time because I had kids and really, who wants to bother learning something new and why bother learning to put something inside your lady parts! I forgot all about the cups and moved to a different city where I met another woman who asked me if I had heard about the cups. I said, I did but I wasn’t keen

It is said that children grow fast but second babies grow even faster. The days are really long but the years are flying. I just celebrated my daughter's 2nd birthday. She's already a runner and doesn't want to be around me like she used to. When my older one turned three, I missed the baby years so much that I decided to have another baby so I could pause time often and tell myself to make the most of it. I wanted to recreate those magic moments, go to the same places, read the same books, spend more time kissing the baby.  Not all of it has happened the same way. Because I have an older one in the picture, the experience is different. Throw in the pandemic, I have not taken my daughter to many places where I would have loved to. Instead, she has had different experiences. She has an older brother in the house so her excitement and learning and absorbing levels are an all time high.  There is always advancement. While I waited for my son to take his first step and talk his

Image Source : https://www.123rf.com/  You know that space where nobody, literally nobody, can enter or peek inside. You know that space that is reserved just for you. That space which begins to take form and meaning once your turn four or five. Mine took awfully long to exist. Still don’t know what I am talking about? It’s your mind! That’s the only private space we are entitled to keeping of  our own. It’s where you can fill up thoughts – gossipy thoughts, revengeful thoughts, worrying thoughts, good and happy thoughts, super private thoughts (which I will let your mind fill with whatever you like). Ever wanted to peek into a mommy’s head to see what she does in her private space? I’ll tell you, because, as I see it, my private space, is not private anymore. I’ll tell you how this happened. I wake up at 6 am to complete silence. Randomly, this thought of goodness creeps into my head. I imagine myself sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee and a book. Honestly, it’s not much.