I love winter. I love the drop in the temperature. I love winter fashion. I love the warmth the year end brings to our hearts with festivities. But I don’t love the dry skin, layers of clothes and most definitely falling sick in winter. More so, after becoming a parent, watching the little ones fall prey to flu is quite painful.
If you look back, you’ll certainly remember dadima (grandmother) advising her brood of grandkids – “winters are here so wear a sweater, cover your ears & head, don’t go out with wet hair.” Was this this just some old wives’ tale? Not so much when you think about how cold & flu are more prevalent in the winter days.
I’ve learned to read the signs by now. I can see how my toddler slowly falls prey to the #Influenza virus almost every alternate month. It starts with his day care lunch & snack boxes returning home unfinished. He loses his appetite. His zest. One morning he wakes up fine, and by the same evening he has a full-blown high-grade fever and we know it’s the dreaded F word – FLU.
What kills me is, when I sit down to think about it, I realize the signs were all there. Mom guilt has enveloped my brain by now. When I start to see reason, I know that by the time I could see the symptoms creeping in, it was already too late to prevent the flu. I needed to do something about it earlier. But what and how?
Have you heard tales from grandparents, of the times where diseases like small pox were prevalent and may have even claimed lives of their loved ones? Thankfully diseases like these are completely eradicated today. Our generations ahead are assured of a life of health, all because a concerted effort was taken across the world to work towards eradicating diseases that once claimed millions of lives.
When we were expecting our baby, we were curious about vaccination schedules. We Googled as most anxious parents-to-be and came across click bait articles which talked of risks of vaccinating but we chose to discuss the information with our doctor. He allayed our fears and assured us there were no such risks.
While the act of feeding a baby only milk for the first six months of their life is nice and convenient, there comes a point where they have to get onto solid foods. And, way before you get them into shrimp, it may be very intimidating to build up to a proper meal because their little stomachs need to get used to certain things. So with this in mind, what can you do to start your baby with solid foods, in terms of their diet, as well as some practical points?
Are you a working mom? Don’t put self care on the back burner. Self care for working moms does seem hard to come by doesn’t it?
If you’re a mom, odds are good you have a very, very busy life. Pew Research confirms it. Women today are spending more time working than women in the past, while also spending more taking care of children.
Unfortunately, some other necessary changes haven’t quite kept up with these shifts. Surveys tell us moms are still the ones most likely to be saddled with the housework, even if both they and their spouse have full time jobs.
That could mean you have trouble finding time for self-care. While that’s understandable, it’s still important to address your own needs. You can’t take care of all your daily responsibilities if stress gets the better of you. (Not to mention the simple fact that working as hard as you do means you deserve to treat yourself.)
Luckily, there are ways to practice self-care for working moms. You just need to remember these essential tips.
Five years ago when I decided to quit my career, spanning a decade, I thought my tryst with the corporate life was done with. I wanted to invest myself in launching my freelance career and find time for other passions (writing, this blog, yayy.) If you had asked me then (as many people did) if I would return to work some day I vehemently told them I would never, ever!
My most important agenda then was having a baby. It wasn’t easy for me to conceive. I conceived pretty late in life (if you want all the gory details, simply visit my About Me page here.) I wanted to bask in all the glory of motherhood and its shenanigans of pee, poo, milk, diapers (cloth of course) and early learning. And I did all of that. For most part of the time I was a stay-at-home, that is.
My son, babyT (ok, fine toddler T) is 3 years old as I write this. He is growing up. He is developing his own personality. He is an individual who is learning to be independent and responsible (er, sort of.) And I have just returned to work. Incidentally this month marks my 3rd month in full time employment and it looks like I might be enjoying this ride, which makes it safe for me to write about it. 😛
However, the months preceding my return to work, have been the most bleak.