Rekha's Ramblings

  When I became a mother for the first time, I used to work full time; and as a mother, I was torn with feelings of guilt, that I was not giving my child the time he deserved.  I could not quit my job as I was the only so-called “bread winner.”  We followed our parenting book. We played hours and hours of classical music to him, we sang nursery rhymes, we spoke to him in all three languages we know, and I read to him a lot. We did a lot of things by that book. We were classic first-time parents. Our world revolved around him, and we loved every minute of being parents. And that is where we failed.  We never took a break, never did anything just for ourselves. I had set impossibly high standards for myself, believing that being constantly available meant good parenting.  When we became parents for the second time, I was the only parent available to my children due to my husband’s demanding work hours and it took a toll on my mental and physical health. I was burn...

  They said invoke the child within, go for a walk, nature can heal, nature is the best therapy. Until I got there, I mean at that stage of a woman's life, I had no idea, I am sure every woman who is there now is saying the same. I have laughed, mocked the women who were there and my sincere apologies to them. Until I got there, I thought everything was exaggerated, who puts their head in the freezer? And I am a healthcare professional, but it was all a hearsay until I myself was there. I failed to understand the gravity of this thing called MENOPAUSE. That is me now. I am that woman, my whole-body hurts, my joints ache, my head is in the freezer, a lot. And sleep, what is that??? I once took pride in my ability to remember things. But what is that now?? That is part of the reason everything gets posted on Facebook, it is sort of my memory book. I feel like I am a different person, I do not recognize myself in the mirror. But surprisingly when you reach that stage, ...