Daughter
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The other day while looking for something, I found Little Miss’s doll lying under the bed. The doll, who I call Dolly, once a pristine cream colour doll with blue dress and blue cap looked so dirty I straightaway had to give her a good hot bath and dry her in the sun. Dolly is…
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I will have held Little Miss’s hand through every storm,And she will have taught meWhat strength really looks like.Little Miss will have laughedIn a world that didn’t always understand herAnd that laugh will have beenThe most honest soundI ever heard.There will have been hard mornings,Doors that wouldn’t open,Words that wouldn’t come,Days that asked more than…
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The previous Saturday, Little Miss’s school had its Annual Function. The kids were all looking so cute and did some wonderful performances. Annual days provide a stage where every child gets the opportunity to shine. For students in a special school, performing in front of an audience is a powerful form of self-expression. It allows…
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I spent 12 years in banking before I became the primary manager of a household with one kid, a dog, and a therapy schedule that rivals a small clinic’s. With a school quite far from home and multiple therapies all of which need to be logged perfectly so as not to overstimulate or overtire Little…
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In the banking world, we talk about “burn rate” or “cash burn”, the speed at which a company spends its venture capital or cash reserves before generating a profit or cash flow. In the world of special needs parenting, we have our own burn rate. Advocacy Fatigue isn’t just being “tired”. It’s the cumulative exhaustion…
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January has whizzed past as if it were late for movies! It feels just yesterday we were wishing Happy New Year and today we are less than two weeks away from Valentine’s Day. Where did the last 34 days go? January had it’s fair share of wintry feeling in Mumbai too and we battled through…
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No one prepares you for the moment when you realize your child’s life will not follow the path you imagined. When my daughter was diagnosed with a genetic disorder that could cause developmental delays, I felt my definition of parenthood shift overnight. What I didn’t know then was that this unexpected journey would teach me…
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When I was about 9 or 10 years old, I had watched a movie Chachi 420. It had a song, “Dauda dauda bhaaga bhaaga sa” (it roughly translates to someone who is running around and rushing). Last week I felt the same happening to me. Owing to the constant bouts of cold, Little Miss had…
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Saturday was Annual Sports Day at Little Miss’s school. Children from all the branches of her school were participating and I too, feeling very brave and slightly anxious, registered her name. We have spent so much time keeping her way from crowded places and gatherings to protect her from the sensory issues that every event…
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The advent of cold weather always brings with itself the usual gifts of runny nose, cold, cough and sometimes fever too. However hard we try to avoid these pre-packaged gifts, taking help of homoeopathy, allopathy, ayurveda, dadi-nani ke nuskhe, they sneak into the house and then make themselves at home. In our home, cold usually…