Becoming Momma

My toddler's teacher called today as part of the weekly check-in on her brood. My little one was of course excited to hear from her " Ma'am " but soon became phone-shy and left me to chit-chat with the kind lady on the line.  Since my daughter is 'graduating' to formal school in August, this was the last week of with her pre-school. During the lock-down the pre-school set up weekend catch up classes with the teachers and other kids from her class. It was a very brave attempt by the  school to try and engage these 2 and 3 year olds on a google hangouts session. They did try and the parents pitched in. But there is only this much that a three year old can grasp in a virtual class. The teacher, today asked me what my little one does through the day. I think it may be useful to pen down our experiences.    The lock-down, needless to say, was unprecedented. My daughter and I played by ear. In the first few days, I tried to wake up early and ...

I was so sure that I would be very active on my blog during the lockdown. Instead I found myself intensely busy in my role as The Only Adult (TOA) at home. TOA had to clean, cook (until MIL started packing up food for us after the first few weeks), do the laundry, feed and bathe The Only Toddler (TOT) (!!). All this, while of course meeting Work From Home (WFH) commitments. Luckily (somehow I always feel I get lucky in my role as a mother to an adorable-at-times-whimsical TOT), WFH commitments were manageable. In the first two weeks I had an intense schedule. I was staffed on a project that required me to turn-around multiple documents within a very short span of time. I was working weekends and late nights, negotiating with counter parties on Saturday evenings and Sunday afternoons, revising documents until the wee hours. This was before I had help from my family. This was also the period when my brain was still coming to terms with the new unknown, the spectre of hor...