A lovely smell, diapers getting changed, sounds of baby weep, and the voice of my mother,” Reema, get up; time to feed” constitute my days. Since it’s my mother who is doing the real care-taking, I am mostly just a witness to her hard work. I have also undertaken hard work – I sleep 12 to 15 hours a days, and have put on five kilograms.
FACEBOOK. Oh(!) And how can I forget facebook!!! My sole savior… I am aware of each like and/or comment and/or message as it appears. This piece of information should help serve the purpose of telling the number of hours I spend on facebook. These, by the way, are mostly surrounding old pictures and/or occasional chat with someone. Nothing ‘meaningful’…
Something I am glad about is Tripta dai; my second, but less intense savior. Being a new mother, my body has been betraying me. I am suddenly finding it difficult, no, impossible, to bathe and dress on my own. Hence, the help. This dai comes, massages, bathes and dresses me. Does the same for my baby, and, leaves. Two hours of mental stability, structure and purpose!
That’s it about my days… a couple of things to add :
1. RARELY. I repeat, RARELY I pick up a book called “Effective Counselling” because I am passionate about counseling.
2. MORE rarely, I am sought by someone in the form of a counselor.
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Cheers...! :)
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