My First…


As I caught you move inside me

my heart jumped and skipped a beat

I knew not what was happening to me

Because it was My First…


As you curled your little fingers around mine

A sublime smile crossed my mind

I knew not what was happening to me

Because it was My First…


As you said ‘Mama’ for the first time

Tears rolled and love engulfed

I knew not what was happening to me

Because it was My First…


You held my finger and took your first step

And left it and moved ahead

I stood there brimming with pride

I knew not what was happening to me

Because it was My First…

Another year another milestone

We tread this path together and more

I will always be with you today and tomorrow

Because you are My First…


Happy 6th Birthday Sweetheart…Love you loads…





Five Smart Ways to Make Your Child More Organised

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Is your child messy? One that loves decorating the house floor with her toys! Well then children love to be messy; the more the choices on the floor the more their desire to experiment and explore. However, as a parent when I walk into my daughter’s bedroom and scream in pain as the little Lego element pierces into the sole of my foot isn’t the best of experience I would say. As I hold my foot and balter around the room momentarily, my little one watches the show feeling amused and rolling on the floor with hysterical laughter.

So what can we do to make our little ones more organised when they don’t even know what the word means.


  1. The One In One Out Rule: This is the best way to avoid more clutter to clear. As my daughter often retorts, “Mama when there are too many things to tidy-up, I get confused.” So the best solution to avoid any confusion and encouraging the habit of clearing up when you are finished playing, the one in one out rule can do wonders. messy-room3
  2. Limit The Keepsakes: The habit of hoarding and stuffing stuffs for ‘some-day’ use isn’t uncommon among us. I remember my mother saving stuff which was of limited use in the present under the pretext of being ‘more’ useful someday in the future. In the process she gathered more junk than useful stuff. Don’t let this happen with you and your child. ‘If the stuff fits in the box or the shelf then they can stay or else they need to go’; a rule that can make your house go clutter-free.messy-room5
  3. Ask for their help: I remember asking my daughter one day to help me clearing up the mess she had done in her wardrobe. We took each and every piece of dress out of the closet and re-arranged it according to their genre. She helped me in sorting them out, folding them and putting them back in the designated places. I remember how enthusiastic she was in offering her little helping hand in achieving the ‘magnanimous’ task that lay ahead of us; I remember how elated and proud she was after the task-at-hand ended just right. Asking your kids for help in doing little jobs around the house helps them feel more responsible and empowered.messy-room6
  4. Every Item Should Be Given A Home: As a kid I remember my dad always telling me to put things where they should be so that even if I close my eyes and walk right into that place I can find it, sitting right there waiting for me. Wise words from a wise man! And that is exactly what we need to do. When kids ask for something we should tell them where they will find them, and after they finish working or playing with them they should put it back in exactly the place where they picked it up from. In this way we are teaching our kids that every item or every toy in the house has a designated place and it should go back to their home after use.
  5. consumer-vs-shopperRaising Smart Shoppers: Impulsive shopping is a bane rather than a boon. If you want to avoid gathering meaningless things in your house then it is very important to ask a very valuable question ‘Do I need this?’ A very important self-query that can be rightly passed on to the next generation.

Why do children lie?

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Five year old Surbhi was a great story teller. Her parents, Nitya and Devesh were proud of their daughter’s story telling skill. They would often tell their friends and family about her talent, sometimes adding little bits and pieces here and there. A bit of harmless bragging won’t harm, will it; they thought, rather it carves out a much better picture of their daughter and her talent.

As children genetically are Surbhi picked up the hints left by her parents and mastered the art. It wasn’t long enough when apart from mastering the art of story-telling, Surbhi inadvertently picked up the habit of lying. For her it was just another form of story-telling. At her age she was ignorant of the consequences that her benign story might bring; a story that was just a figment of her innocuous brain.

Surbhi would imagine she was having pony princess parties, dress them up and would weave stories around them. She was excellent in making up stories around simple things. During her primary schooling, she would often come home with little Lego figurines from her school. When Nitya asked her why she was bringing home school toys, then she would say that the teachers have asked her to take them home. She would cite tall tales on how good and well behaved she was at school and how impressed her class teacher was with her that she gave the little Legos to her and told her that she was being rewarded for her good behaviour. The unsuspecting Nitya would hardly read between the lines and would in turn be proud of her little princess. However, after some days Surbhi refused to go to school anymore because it seems the ever appreciating teachers had suddenly turned villains. According to her they would scold her for no reason and also would tell her that she was a badly behaved girl. Yet everyday Nitya would find the Lego figurines in Surbhi’s pockets only to be told that now her friends have started giving her the toys.

It was only on one of the PTM’s that Nitya discovered her daughter’s habit of lying. That day Nitya and Devesh sat down to have a long chat with their daughter.

Young children like Surbhi spinning stories around unsuspecting and simple things don’t come as a surprise for us. In fact manipulating the truth for personal gains is viewed as a ‘developmental milestone, much like learning to get dressed by yourself or to take turns.’ Some studies have shown that bright kids who are able to pick up the nugatory and trivial data from their everyday life and spin phenomenal stories around them pick up the skill from a very early age, as early as 2-3 years. For older kids of age 4 and 5, the game is on big time and slowly they start mastering the art. Fortunately, just because your young child is a frequent fabler doesn’t mean that she’ll grow up to be a big, fat liar. However, as parents it is our job to identify the problem early and nip this bad habit before it becomes ingrained. Freaking out and screaming at your kid or punishing her won’t discourage her; in fact she may simply become a better liar to avoid getting caught the next time.

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Before the spin begins:

  1. Being Pro-active. As parents we should always play on our front foot; be pro-active rather than reactive. So we shouldn’t wait to catch our child lying for the first time to teach her the importance of truth and its consequences. He/she is in a much better position to listen to the parents if he/she isn’t on the defensive.
  2. Reading books. Books can help introduce the subject in a way that doesn’t seem accusatory. Books like Princess K.I.M. and the Lie That Grew, by Maryann Cocca-Leffler, or Tell the Truth, B.B. Wolf are some books that are good in introducing the concept. Stories like Pinocchio and his Growing Nose are also best examples to introduce the little ones to the consequences of lying. Citing personal examples on how you lied when you were a child and what consequences followed will make the learning more at home.
  3. Setting examples. Children love to imitate their parents so citing personal examples and setting examples for them to follow through your daily behaviour on how you deal with situations and come out of it can give them a moral boost and encourage them not to lie.
  4. Talking to them about special cases. When children reach certain age say about 7 or 8 years, they begin to understand the nuances of being ‘prosocial’ or telling white lies. These are lies which are said in order to protect someone from getting hurt, (like you tell you love the present given by your mom or someone close to you even though you do not like it). In such cases as parents it is our duty to explain to our children that although we are telling a lie to save someone from getting hurt yet these are exceptions to honesty that cannot be resorted to on a regular basis to bail them out from difficult situations. A clear demarcation of boundaries is as important as conceptualization.
  5. Spending quality time with your children. Sometimes children lie to get your attention or when they feel that they are being neglected. They lie to cover up their insecurities; whether inside the house or outside; insecurities about school or about friends and peers. Talking to them about their fears and helping them over come them can only be done by talking to them and spending quality time.
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When There’s a Whopper in the Works:

You walk into your house after a bad day at work and find an elaborate drawing, made in permanent marker, on your bedroom wall. Uh-oh! The culprit knows she has invited trouble big time. Can’t you just see her little brain toiling extra time to come up with a way to wriggle out of situation? Even if you sense a con job coming, it’s not too late to help her come clean.

  1. Stay Calm. Although you are already in a battle within yourself but staying calm and not losing your temper is the only key to pull back your child from falling prey to the temptation. Children often take the easy way out when they fear your response.
  2. Don’t manipulate the little mind. The ice-cream that you bought yesterday is no-where to be found. When you walk into her room you see her playing with her toys, the ends of her lips still bearing the remnants of the ice-cream that she had tried hard to wipe clean with her tongue. Asking her whether she has done it or not is pointless for although you see it she doesn’t and she will try her best not to own up to it. So the best you can do instead of accusing her directly is tell her that ‘it is okay to catch a sweet snack in between meals but it is always the right thing to first ask Mommy about it.’
  3. Appreciate her honesty. Children love to be appreciated for the little good gestures and behaviour they do. The appreciation gives a positive vibe to them encouraging them to carry on the good work. So next time your child is honest make sure you do not miss the opportunity of appreciating her honesty. Little things can go great lengths.

One at a time….

Saanvi with ice-cream

Its quite amusing to think that how assertive and conniving a 5 year old can be and can become to get exactly what is needed. Okay I might sound a bit hysterical but these little human beings can go to extents that my 80’s mind can never think of. Well ‘Google Age’ kids eh! It is often said that parenthood and becoming parents is the most wonderful thing on earth. But I beg to disagree; no not on the many good things that parenthood offers; but the little surprises packed in little boxes but with a lethal punch they offer.

Summers arrived late in Denmark. It looked like it would never come at all. But thankfully the sun is shining bright and the ice-cream season is finally here. My 5 year old goes berserk when it comes to ice-creams. So on a hot day like this day, Mama and daughter decide to go to the nearby ice-cream parlour and treat ourselves to a nice and cool ice-cream treat.

As we trudged briskly towards the kiosk, I am bombarded with an incessant tirade of queries and probed meticulously. And since what I say might backfire, I carefully choose my words. I finally managed to dodge the bombardment successfully as I entered the shop feeling elated at my accomplishment.

Now comes the trickiest part; the juxtaposition for making a choice; big or small, large or extra large, cone or stick; then comes the flavours, chocolate or strawberry, vanilla or raspberry, and so on and so forth. The more the plethora of choices offered, the drastically extravagant her choices become. And given the scope, my 5 year old would order each and every variety that the shop has to offer. So she retorts, with her ever persistent self, unflagging tone and docile look,

“Mama can I have 3 ice-creams? They look so yummy and am sure they all taste divine as well.” She said with a hint of belligerence.

‘How does she manage to do this each time’, I thought to myself. ‘And most of all who teaches her these things?’ But does anyone need to teach these little masters anything; I guess they are born with the Pandora box.

“No sweetheart you cannot have ‘three’ ice-creams at the same time. You need to choose.” I said.

“Why can’t I have 3 ice-creams? It’s so hot today and 3 ice-creams are just what this little body needs. One for the head, second for the torso and third for my legs. Then my whole body cools down. If I have only one then it won’t serve the purpose, will it? So you see asking for ‘three’ ice-creams isn’t being unreasonable! Period.”

Wow! When I was 5 years old I do not remember giving a similar reason for asking more; in fact I cannot even think of it even now.

Unfortunately for the kiddo and fortunately for me my affable and persuasive tone of selecting just one did the trick and she settled for the ‘water melon’ shaped coolant stick but not before tending me an ultimatum.

“Just remember Mama next time don’t get me this water-melon ice-cream okay. I will instead have the bear one, one with the red nose. And since you insist that I have only one at a time, I would rather prefer the large size than the small stick.”

And she walks off…and I think “AajKal ke bachche”!

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I will try…

Since the past 5 and half years she has been sleeping beside me. Her slightest movement would jerk me out of my deep slumber. Her restlessness after wetting her bed would make my hand slid across her bum to check for wetness, sprightly jumping up, taking her off the bed, putting her down as she stood there with closed eyes, changing her quickly before she felt cold, and putting her on a different bed with her dad so that I could change the sheets. At times for no reason I would just pull her near and hold her close; put my hand on her little heart beating fast; just hear her breathe and breathe along with her, keeping a rhythm, following her pace. Sometimes I would just wake up and kiss her everywhere, look at her and see how much she has grown in all these years. In the mornings I would wake up seeing her playing with her toys which she would religiously bring to bed at night. I would hold her, tickle her and she cackled and laughed.

But yesterday night was different and today morning was unusual. I did not pull anyone near; I did not put my hand on a little heart and breathe along; I had slid my hand multiple times under the sheets but did not feel the wetness; I did not wake up to a little girl lying beside me and playing with her toys; I did not have ‘our’ moments of boisterous laughter and the exuberant cackling. In 5 and half years my little girl had grown up, and yesternight she slept alone in her room for the first time.

I asked her, “Saanvi you have a new bed, will you sleep alone?”

She looked at me not sure what to say. Then she smiled and said, “Mama it will be dark and I will be scared. What if a monster comes?”

I told her comfortingly, “I will switch on the little animal lights you have in your room then it won’t be dark.”

So she shook her head up and down still not sure.

“I will be just next door Saanvi, and if a monster comes you know where to find me. You are a brave girl and I know you will be just fine.”

“I will try Mama,” she said finally.

“Yes my sweetheart we both will try.”