Indian Married girl in America

Do you keep your baby with diaper all the time? This is very common to mothers now, but still there are people who question this with great surprise and I came across this question many times. I was also against diaper when I was a new mom, I thought this could bring discomfort to kid, rashes, infections or even serious illness in future. As a new mom, I searched for many parenting doubts in Google, many are useful and they are confusing too.  Finally I did, what my mom and mom in law said. Google sometime threatens us more and shakes up our knowledge. That is how I got to know about the serious illness of using diaper but be confident, many studies are only theoretical and not tested.  My write up now is not about the pros and cons of using diaper anyway. When I was in India, I use diaper to my babies only at night and during travel. But after coming here to California, I found it difficult to manage the cleanliness of home without diaper. People may question, Does your home mo

Sometimes when I fall sick, sometimes when I have quarrel with my husband, sometimes when my kids fall sick, sometimes when I look back at those successful past of mine, sometimes when I think of my childhood dreams, and all the time I lose my hope, I think of whose daughter I am and I get up with hope. I was brought up by a single parent, my father passed away when I was 2 and half years old. But this never affected me in anyway. "God gives burdens and also shoulders". I was pampered by my grandfather and grandmother throughout my life, if I should tell it right, throughout their life. Thank God, they are still healthily alive at their age of 80+ and 75+ respectively. Still, the decision maker and financial responsibility is carried over by my mom. Blessed with a second mom - my sister Rekha. She is my mom, mentor, fighter, friend, roomie, role model everything.  When I was closely observing her, I realized her role model is my mom. She always stood as a bridge be

Few months after I got comfortable with my household works, I faced a new trouble in handling my routine. Suddenly I saw new cuts and rashes in my right hand, my palm was red and swollen. Soon, it became worse, cuts on every finger (front & back) with bleeding and pain on finger tips; nails became hard, totally my right hand was changed to look like an Hag's hand.  It might be caused by dish wash liquid, I was new to all kind of household works, so thought, I got allergic to it. So, changed dish wash liquid. But the same problem existed, then I started using gloves for dish washing and applied coconut oil for betterment. No changes.  My right hand looked totally different from left hand. Dish wash liquid was the cause but it impacted in my all other activities. I could n't cut vegetables, because my hand was hard and couldn't get hold of knife, I couldn't cook, the hot vapor brought more irritation to the fissures. Hair wash, combing hair,

The loneliness and boredom in my cold New Jersey home, made me to think that I was losing my identity. Though I started experimenting in my kitchen and coming out of good recipes, the feel of missing me grew up. I did a professional course but I ended up with no profession. I found it guilty to live with no earning, so I searched for online jobs but nothing seems to be reliable. Then I decided to get hold on my passion at least. My passion from school days is what I'm doing now...Writing.   I can write an autobiography too,  but I know, there are miles to go. I had written on various topics from my school days. I must thank my school for encouraging such skill. It was a small school with lesser strength, so opportunity for giving welcome speech, vote of thanks and hosting a program was high for everyone. I was blessed with such opportunities and we were given freedom to write our content on our own. They also conducted competitions for speech, essay writing, poet

Accident. It is a thundering moment when you met with one.  This word is more heart shaking, when you hear it from your beloved one. I was in India with my new born second baby. Generally Vetri used to call me after his dinner that is around 9 am IST, I waited till 12 pm, and called him several times. Once he picked up, and said that he was busy and will call back in sometime. I assumed it to be some escalation or other off shore calls to him. Got the call from Vetri after 12pm. He said that he committed a blunder. I am scared but believed it to be in his office work only, but he continued that he had an accident. I was froze for seconds, from then my thought is only to see him. My voice call quality took his words perfectly to my ears, but my brain system, not accepted any sound and completely out of action. I asked him to come on skype. Vetri did not want to get irritated with the skype quality at that crucial time. He wanted me to listen everything over the phon

As I said in my previous post  Bye Bye Fiance , Vetri left to US soon after engagement and thus our betrothal life had no hang outs . Communication between betrothal and wedding is far-reaching. So it is our technology that helped for it. Phone call: Vetri called me from his new number and asked me to call back, to confirm that everything is fine, in voice call communication. I too called him back but got a response to check the number. It is 1732....... uh! I understood + in front of the number was missing. It is a general thing, when you receive a call, either this + sign or country code+1 may get missed. I corrected and called him back. He picked up the call and questioned, how could you get the line, when my parents couldn't? I explained him what happened. Got the very first appreciation from him. From that I understood, how that techy guy has undervalued my basic knowledge.  Call to US cost Rs.6/minute. Then my sister in law suggested a rate cutter,Rs 40/month.

Shopping for wedding  not only includes the shopping for events, it includes for post wedding too. Though our wardrobe was dumped with variety of clothes, we go in short of sarees for sure. Because before marriage, our clothing majorly dominated with salwars, tops, leggings and couple of jeans and few sarees which were taken for sister, brother or friend's wedding. So, need for saree shopping will be a must. My mom then told me that it was our tradition to wear only sarees from mom home; i.e., not to be dependent on clothing from husband at least for one full year.  Wondered at our culture, our parents will search for a groom, who is capable of taking care of their daughter's basic needs, but won't trust on him completely. I have another view on this, if we purchase our needs before wedding, we can go ahead with our tastes and preferences. Place of living is more important in choosing clothes. Dress ethics differ from place to place. what you wear is the way o