motherhood

  • The Broken Pancake

    Tip-tap-toe, we stirred awake today,Hearts brimming with joy and laughter all the way. Rubbing your belly, so tiny, so sweet,You asked, “Mama, can I have a banana treat?” Oh, my little one, how could I deny that innocent plea,Your melodious… Continue reading

    The Broken Pancake
  • Hey New Mom, It’s Okay Not To Be Okay—Really

    Becoming a mother was the most profound and life-changing experience of my life. But the transition into motherhood was not just about holding my baby, feeding him, and bonding with him—it was about navigating a whirlwind of emotions that took… Continue reading

    Hey New Mom, It’s Okay Not To Be Okay—Really
  • I Chose Formula Over Breastmilk — and Found Peace

    The moment my baby was placed gently on my chest for the first time, everything else faded away. Even though I was barely conscious after the anesthesia, my arms instinctively cradled him. His tiny, pink face is etched in my… Continue reading

    I Chose Formula Over Breastmilk — and Found Peace
  • Super Mom and The Sidekick

    You are a Super Mom!It’s a term you hate, I know…This term has been cliched,And multiple times misused;To raise the bar for every Mom.But, you are a Super Mom! You might be a corporate,Or turn your house into a home.You… Continue reading

    Super Mom and The Sidekick
  • Together We Heal..

    You make me feel like a healer —When your smile blooms after I kiss your wound..When you peacefully drift to sleep in my arms..When your heart opens, sharing every worry with me..When your eyes light up at the softest glance.… Continue reading

    Together We Heal..
  • That Wishful Song

    There was a song I once sang for you,But oh, why can’t I recall the words, the melody so true? Has it truly been so long?That you fell asleep so softly, resting upon me..That I stroked your ears to soothe… Continue reading

    That Wishful Song
  • The Imperfectly Perfect Mom

    I am your MomI miss some of your feedsI forget to change your nappy at timesI choose formula over my own milk on some daysI get annoyed with your relentless cryingI sometimes cannot figure out what is making you uncomfortable… Continue reading

    The Imperfectly Perfect Mom