I’ve already missed the deadline on this article, twice. I had to be coaxed into writing it, even though the idea was mine. My day job has suffered, too; suddenly my reputation for attention-to-detail, respect for deadlines and fast turnaround 

Peals of laughter from my son usually make me laugh, too. This is true for all mothers, I imagine. But last month, for the first time, I found myself frowning at my son’s laughter. I found him laughing at someone 

It was the last day of pre-school before the summer break. My son was smiling at the thought of whiling away time for two long months, and my joy matched his. Until a pile of stapled worksheets was placed in 

Using the potty is not a popular subject, certainly among adults; no one actually wants to hear about poop, and definitely not when it comes to your kids’ potty. In this kind of conversational isolation, potty training a toddler can be 

Our recent house-move disrupted many things, notably my toddler’s schooling and day-care facility. Like any pair of anxious parents today, my husband and I spent a considerable amount of time choosing a new one, looking up ratings and reviews of 

Of the myriad parenting styles, some couples agree on one; others go down such different paths that the other person makes you want to bat them over the head. My husband and I belong in the latter group. He is a toddler 

My son’s day is a rainbow of emotions I struggle to understand. He has the biggest smiles, the loudest peals of laughter; the sound of a bell can prompt hysterical giggles. I can’t even remember the last time I giggled 

I live in a posh(ish) locality in Delhi, where the sidewalks are filled with fancy young mothers who are chatting away into their phones while a household helper pushes along the pram of a yelling toddler. Snatches of conversations go 

Reading about marital conflict is easy; judging and suggesting solutions, even easier – when it is happening to someone else. But this column is about me and my parenting journey – unkind words, arguments and all. And talking about conflict 

There comes a time when every parent relies on the television. TV can serve as a distraction from more adventurous pursuits and from the monumental boredom that occurs between gulps of spoon-fed food. Yet we’re as suspicious as we are 

My household, like all households, is a bee-hive. Constantly buzzing with activity, a couple of pots are always boiling on the stove, and three people are in various corners speaking into their phones over the din of the television. And,