Working mom! It’s easy to feel that you are not there enough. There’s always that little biting guilt that you are not always there. I was always warned of the pains of being a working mom by fellow colleagues, but then I thought how hard can it be.
Parenthood is pretty interesting. You learn new things, the house is full of joy and laughter, you get to share your childhood stories and several other such things. On the other hand, it increases your responsibilities as well.
Talking to a bunch of toddlers a few days ago about the struggle for Independence, I was narrating to them on how under the British Raj, we could not enter any restaurant and eat, or how we had so many rules and were not allowed so many things and had to take permissions for doing even the smallest of things.
It’s coming up – Valentine’s Day! Valentine’s Day is a grownup thing to do until you have kids and you’re vacuuming up glitter from homemade crafts and running around to make it in time for his class or packing his favourite snack like a heart shaped waffle into his tiffin box.