my words.. my world..(Chayashree Pathak).

#parenting #humanmom situational patenting The other day my kid was to dance with a group in an event, he is just 3 years old and we all were super excited. He loved his classes, he enjoyed the song and he was very excited about the event as well. It was more of jumping rather than dance. On the day of the event, when the song started he froze,h started looking here and there.. with the lighting and so many people, he was overwhelmed... I secretly wept while I was holding the camera, I realized he was overwhelmed but I decided not to intervene... After the event, I gave him a hug and told him he did a great job. We ate food and while driving back home I told him, "great job betu!! You danced well. Momma had fun!"  He did not reply,  So I repeated again. But this time he replied.. Mamma... I did not dance.. I was scared... These words coming from a 3-year-old shook me, we stopped the car and immediately spoke to him more. He said, "There were so many peopl...

#MeToo are not just words, she whispered! A silent nod she got in reply!! He realized its time to talk about it, the “Me” has no gender after all! Few questioning eyes stared at him, sigh!! It can happen in a marriage as well, The 40-year old mother of 2 typed in the comment space. Wiped her tears while pressing hard on the backspace !! All games make me happy except this one,  She asked with teary eyes! He gave her the chocolate and walked away saying goodbye!! For some metoo has no meaning For some me too has no time, gender or voice While some question the courage For some it is just another day, without any change!! #metoo .... Chaya

#notsoperfect #notsoperfectmom #mothersday Oh I am such a mess I am so tired.. Am I even a mom? I do not always understand why you are crying.. And sometimes even I fail to stop those tears and tantrums.. Oh.. am I even a mom? I do get tired of the same routine.. and wish for those me moments With the topping of that constant guilt!! Ahh.. am I at all a good mom? I get angry, I lose patience... I sometimes let you eat those fries and forget to take you to the loo on time.. Why am I not like other moms? The moms who appear in books, movies in the selfish world Where the mom is perfect and knows it all She sacrifices and sacrifices and still smiles She cries and feels guilty all the time Yes, I am not that mom I am not perfect, I choose to be messy I choose to avoid the ride of guilt I am not in the race to be the super mom Instead let me be the “human” mom... Just let me be that “not so perfect” mom!! ... Chaya