Why I haven’t been posting on this Blog

It’s been a while now since I posted on this blog and it has largely been due to a huge misunderstanding with myself.

  • I always thought that Blogger was the best platform to host a blog and didn’t really make the effort to persist with WordPress. 
  • I have been so busy with babysitting that I had absolutely no time to contribute to this blog especially since I was already committed to submitting a weekly post to another host.

So what made me change my mind?

I attended a bloggers meet earlier this year where I met some amazing young bloggers, chief among them being a young girl who told me exactly what was wrong with my blog. Apparently I have been using a really old, outmoded template on Blogger and this was the chief reason why I was not making it to the SEO rankings. Infact my blog hasn’t even been a blip on the radar. This completely demoralised me and I actually thought of giving up blogging altogether and hence gave up this newest blog, to leave me with time to concentrate on my original blog on Blogger.

And in all this confusion I completely forgot my name and password to access this blog hence the deep silence.

Finally after much trial and error and purely by accident, I retraced my path and found it all……my name and the password.


So I’m back.


I hope to be more regular with this blog and would like to post at least once a week. 

Just a quick re-cap of my granny journey so far :

  • Baby has learnt to crawl
  • Baby has learnt to walk
  • Baby has learnt to stay without his mother for a whole working day
  • Baby has become a cute little boy.

And I can’t wait to share those lovely moments with you!


To vote or not to vote

On Sunday evening the residents’ associations of Altamount road, Carmichael road, Peddar road and Napean Sea Road had organised a meeting to meet with the candidates standing from our constituency.

Surprisingly enough it was well attended showing a renewed interest in politics in a constituency known for its voter apathy and low turn out. The moderator Mr. Gidwani made it very clear that this was not to be a mud slinging fest nor was it to be a Mumbai centric Q & A and exhorted the audience to rise above the pot holes. He also made it clear that the candidates were presented in alphabetical order thus making it quite clear that there was no bias or hidden agenda.

Our sitting MP Milind Deora of the Congress party was the first to go because his surname began with D. Starting out quite well, he spoke about his achievements in the past five years chief among them being initiating certain legislations like regulating cell tower emissions, reducing corruption b introducing egovernance in areas such as passport issue, freeing up Mumbai Port Trust land for public use and above all for having an attendance record at parliament which was higher than the national average . Unfortunately he didn’t specify what the figure was…..This was where he should have ended his speech but he went on to take pot shots at his opponents albeit in a polite way.

Bala Nandgaonkar of the MNS was next. He drew quite a few laughs and chuckles from the crowd as he pointed out the obvious lapses of the current government but did not come up with any concrete policy for either the constituency, the city or the country.

Meera Sanyal of the Aam Aadmi Party was next in the line up and was very articulate in both her defence of her party and its policies, her own agenda for the constituency and above all refuted her opponents in a quiet dignified manner.

Arvind Sawant of the Shiv Sena which has aligned with the BJP this election was equally articulate albeit in Hindi which he was more comfortable in. He too promised better governance with focus on slum redevelopment, increased jobs and improved public transportation. Above all, he said tht a government under Modi won’t pussyfoot around our neighbours and will have the guts to tell both Pakistan and China where to get off.

The Q & A session was a it more fiery with some of the audience actually heckling with the MNS berthing them for their divisive politics and destructive behaviour. Before the meeting got really rowdy I left but still not sure about which candidate to vote for. Does one vote for a candidate or the party?

Well I still have a few more days to decide before I go down to the poll booth


Happy Birthday

Today Keshav is 6 months old which makes me a 6 month old granny. It also makes Neesha a 6 month old mummy.

Looking at little Keshav now and how he was then , I can’t imagine how time has flown. It seems like only yesterday that we wondered

when will he open his eyes?

when will he hold his head?

when will he turn?

when will the “tummy monster” be dead?

when will he sleep through the night?

when will he smile with recognition?

when will he grab his first toy?

when will he laugh with pure joy?

when will he sit up alone?

when will he eat his first solid meal?

There are lots of milestones still to be attained,

there are many more nights he’ll keep us awake

wondering why he is crying

why he is sleeping

why he is eating what he is eating

why he is doing what he is doing

what is going on inside his little head?

We wait for his first tooth

His creeping, his crawling,

His slow discovery of this wonderful world.


Doctor Who?

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Innocently Neesha asked her why she didn’t go to Dr. Big Nose as he was THE doctor all the ladies have been going to for the past thirty years.

“No! No!” MG emphatically said, wagging her finger and nodding her head. “I’ve heard the most HORRIFIC stories about Dr. Big Nose,” she said emphasising each word in crescendo. “He just doesn’t care about his patient. He has his own theories and just doesn’t care about a mother’s instinct. ”

While I didn’t agree with her condemnation of the doctor, I felt she was right about the attention a doctor gives to his patient.

Don’t go to a doctor just because he/she is the flavour of the season and everyone in your social circle goes to him/her. Your doctor is someone who will guide you not only through the pregnancy but also throughout your life reproductive or otherwise.  A good gynecologist  is one who

  • doesn’t talk down to you but treats you like a responsible, sensible woman
  • reassures your fears, pays attention and doesn’t hurry you through your consultation
  • who will be there for your delivery and not leave you in the hands of his/her locum
  • who doesn’t insist on caesareans just because it is convenient for him/her
  • who cousels you through your pregnancy on your diet queries, your doubts about breast feeding etc.

Neesha was lucky to have a doctor who was the top of the pops. He was an old family friend who had a solid reputation and she was comfortable with him. But there are some doctors who are really matter of fact and brusque so choose your gynac with care.

p.s. It is a good idea to accompany your daughter to the doctor if she is comfortable with it. Or if she her husband is free or if her mother-in-law is free to accompany her, let them go with her. In any case DON’T let her go alone. It always helps to have someone around as the news one is going to hear could  be good or bad.


A Happy Baby needs a Happy Mommy

While pregnancy is not an illness or a disease, it definitely calls for a modification of behaviour.

  • Make sure that you get enough sleep. In the first trimester you will suddenly develop an uncontrollable urge to sleep all day long. Infact you begin to feel so drowsy that you can often nod off at work!
  • Avoid stress and running around like a plucked chicken. Infact this is when grandmother’s work first begins – taking on the tasks that are delegated to you.
  • Stop all fad diets and eat sensibly. It is time now to throw out all those diet books sitting on your bookshelf. But remember you are NOT eating for two. You are eating for yourself. Make sure you eat enough to keep your own health while the baby grows inside you.
  • Always keep some biscuits like Marie in your purse. This helps fight down the nausea and also helps in boosting up sugar levels in the late afternoon.
  • Try and avoid high heels and tight clothes.