I was recently featured in Huffington Post, UK and needless to say I was damn chuffed. It feels nice to be part of their amazing parent bloggers’ community. You can read my post here.

I started motherhood and parenting section on this blog to share my heartfelt thoughts, experiences, doubts, anxieties and achievements as a first time mum. Parenting is a tough task; a life-altering experience that completely changes your relationship with your partner, your friends, your extended family and even yourself.

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During the initial days as a first time mum, I felt a range of emotions: anxiety, euphoria, inexplicable fear and even anger. Writing about those emotions and challenges here on this blog was a great way to let go, introspect and move on.

I just hope my readers are able to connect and even guide me through this roller coaster ride as a first time mum.

Thank you for reading J

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This post requires a great amount of honesty from me hence I have been delaying it till now. But I have finally mustered the courage to speak about this.  There is no denial that motherhood (most of the time) ruins your body in some way or the other; it takes your vanity and crushes it with all its might.

I was fortunate to not gain too much weight during pregnancy as I was really active throughout it. I also did not get any stretch marks until the very end that is. The scraggly reddish lines that I now have are a permanent reminder of the journey my body and I went through.

Honestly, I loathe them. Although my mummy tummy has almost gone, I still have softness, a squidgy texture there that refuses to go. Each day, when I see myself in the mirror I wonder if I will ever get back my pre baby flat, rock hard abs. Maybe. Maybe not.

As a breastfeeding mom, my breasts are huge. No amount of chest press seems to be working. It makes me extremely self-conscious even though I try not to care.

And don’t even get me started on bladder control.

I am a young mom (29 is still young, right?) but these signs that motherhood has given me makes me feel old. I wonder almost every day why women have to bear the burden of perpetuating life on earth?

Recently, supermodel Cindy Crawford’s untouched photos have melted the internet; if not broken it entirely. Now, there are claims that the images are fake. If those images are indeed real; then kudos to her for blowing the lid off this “perfect mommy myth.” The fact is most of us do not have the luxury of nannies, tailor made diet plans, cosmetic surgeons and personal trainers to lose the baby weight. We just have plain old willingness to toil and work hard to get fitter while taking care of a tiny person and managing thousand different things.

Also, who is to decide that only “perfect” bodies are beautiful bodies? The silver lining is that I am also in awe of my body. I have new-found respect for it.

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Each day when I do my work, the little one perched on my side, I don’t see the ugly love handles but a safe and secure spot for the little one to sit on. When she lovingly tries to climb up on me I don’t see a less than perfect body but a safe haven that holds her tightly and nurtures her steadily.

When I feed her, listening to her happy tune I don’t see my huge boobs but my ability to nourish her each day. When I walk holding, comforting and patting her, I don’t see my big thighs but legs that continue to do its work each day without giving in.

This body with all its imperfections really has served us well.

In taking care of her, I see my body for its strength, its amazing ability to adapt to the challenge of motherhood and I see love—unadulterated and pure.

To use the cliché, I am now a tigress who has earned her stripes and yes you will hear me roar.

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I love Italian cuisine and spaghetti Bolognese is a yummy pasta dish that I heart. However, I actually don’t eat red meat (I usually substitute it with Quorn mince) and since I am trying to get fitter post baby, eating this decadent dish is actually out of question. Hence, I was chuffed to find that there is a healthier way to enjoy my favourite spaghetti pasta.  This recipe uses courgette as noodles instead of spaghetti.

For homemade pesto, blend in a mixer a handful of fresh basil along with 20g of walnuts and 20g of pine nuts, half clove of garlic and about two tablespoon of olive oil. Stir in salt, pepper and finely grated Parmesan. Keep it aside.

healthy dinner ideas

For the courgette noodles, thinly cut two courgettes in julienne style. Keep it aside.

Heat some oil in a pan. Add 400g of raw or peeled prawns and cook it in low heat. Add two cloves of chopped garlic and some chili flakes. I didn’t have any so I crushed Indian whole dried red chili with a mortar and pestle. Add half teaspoon of butter, salt, pepper and some lemon juice.  The whole thing should take about five minutes as prawns take less time to quick. Watch out for it to become pink which means prawns are cooked.

healthy dinner ideas

Take it out and heat about half teaspoon of oil. Cook the courgettes over medium heat for about two minutes. Stir in the pesto and mix it well. Add the cooked prawns and serve with some grated parmesan.

I served it with oven baked tomatoes you can use sun dried tomatoes too.

healthy dinner ideas

Prawns are high in proteins and also contain some important vitamins and minerals. They are quiet low in calories too hence perfect for postpartum women.

This recipe serves two. This recipe was originally showed in ITV’s Lorraine; I have personalised it wee bit. The original recipe can be found here.

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I never thought I would write this post so early in my journey as a mom. But because there’s a fresh debate on sex-selective abortion in UK, I am beginning to ponder what it means to be a girl and how should I raise my daughter in a world where even now women are considered as weaker sex and a liability of sorts.

Abortion is a contentious and divisive issue however as a feminist it mortifies me that even at this age and date we live in a society where girls are not even given a chance to live and are killed before life itself solely because of their gender. This blog very succinctly explains the whole dilemma with sex-selective abortions in UK.

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Many in the UK are scared to openly discuss about this issue for the fear of seeming like a racist. I firmly don’t think it is a race or culture issue, female feticide is oppression of the worst kind and it transcends the boundary of race and culture. Coming back to my dilemma; here are few things I wish to tell my daughter in the hope that she doesn’t feel like an unwelcome gender.

  • Never underestimate yourself. Throughout life self doubt may plague you but do not underestimate yourself.
  • To quote Aibileen Clark (from The Help), “You is kind. You is smart. You is important.”
  • Life will get you down sometimes. Get up, breathe and move on.
  • Be a feminist. They are not man-haters or people-haters as they say. Be a feminist, wear the damn high heels, that lipstick, that awesome dress but do it for yourself not for anyone else.
  • People would always try to put you in a box. You don’t have to be in a box you are a person not someone’s pet.
  • Travel. It is the best education you will ever get.
  • Mix with people from all races and backgrounds. Each one will teach you something.
  • Never be afraid to use your voice.
  • Always be yourself.
  • Take pride in your gender. Men and women are different only biologically. Don’t let social differences shape you.
  • Read. Move. Dance. Love.
  • Make mistakes. It’s okay, that’s how you learn.
  • Learn one sport.
  • Never shrink yourself; never make yourself smaller.
  • You are second to none.
  • You matter. Every Girl Matters.

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Dear hubby,


We all want it. We all seek it. When we find it; we do our best to relish it every day.

But then life gets in the way.

Ever since becoming parents, we have been consumed in a never-ending situation of busy. To-do lists, bills, work, baby, chaos has become part of our life. I am always lamenting that I never have time to do anything productive. You lament that you don’t have time to spend just with me. At night if we are lucky to get some time for ourselves we sit in silence too tired to talk. Perhaps lost in our own thoughts. And so life goes on.

you had me at hello

But despite the bedlam of life, this busyness, this not having time I just want to say I love you. I still remember our first date—in a ramshackle coffee shop. We were meeting for the first time, after months of talking on phone and online. I thought I would have a time tough as I was such an unsure, shy person that time. But our conversation kept going oblivious to the world. You hugged me and I thought I had found home.

We got married and promised we will grow old together.

So here’s the thing. I love you even though sometimes you exasperate me (and I know it’s a mutual feeling), even though sometimes I hate you. I love you through the hardships, the tears, the challenges that life will throw at us. I love you even though we won’t have time or energy to make grand gestures of romance. I love you through the grey hair and wrinkles. I love you through the smiles, the laughter, the songs, the joy and the love itself.

Because you are my home.



Hope you all had a great Valentines day.

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