Monday, 27 April 2020


Hello! Been quite a while since I visited this page. It took a pandemic to make me write again. Briefly? Highly possible! As I sit in front of this laptop accompanied by a chocolate cake, which I baked, I am worried because there is a lot that happened since I last wrote here.

This chocolate cake deserves better. Barely tasting of chocolate and more like mortar, because of a number of reasons, starting from the batter not being whisked enough, usage of olive oil instead of butter, whole wheat flour instead of all purpose, one egg instead of two and brown sugar instead of white. In the process of seeking gluten free perfection, I almost mistreated it. 

Now I don’t want you to think that tragedy has touched me! What I want you to know is that I am going through something that I have never ever dreamt of. I am experiencing something that I have neither worked towards nor craved for. So it’s natural that I fail some days. Fine, most days.

Basically, I am now a mother of a little girl. She is 18 months. 

I can say that she is 1.5 years old but 18 months makes it sounds like I have been counting every day and logging every inch of her growth. To be honest, I have been doing that! She is bloody awesome!!!

See, I didn’t plan this. Having a child was never in the list of natural progression of things in life for me. It was going to me, my guy, my career, his career, a grey hound, good food, cholesterol and a gym membership. A kid didn’t fit in. But stuff happens! Notice how I didn’t use the word shit? Because honestly it isn’t a shit situation (diaper changing and butt wiping excluded). I remember the exact moment I found out I was pregnant. Fear in its purest form! My throat instantly went dry, my limbs were non-existent, the hair at the back of my neck stood up and I couldn’t breathe. After an unexplainable amount of time I came out of the washroom and told my partner in bow-chicka-wow-wow, my husband, the situation we were at. I could see his pupils dilate and he seemed to have instantly lost weight. But we knew what we wanted to do. Not instantly but we knew. Fast forward, we have a daughter! She is the cutest button there is. Her first proper word was ‘Star’ and she is the brightest one of that!

To summarize, I have produced a human being and now I resemble a cupboard made of oakwood. I am trying to be a good parent and that’s no joke! Its hard work guys! But tomorrow I will be better! I am also sure that the next time I bake this chocolate cake, it will taste just like it is supposed to taste! Pure delight!!

P.S- Why did I not mention about my husband trying hard to be a good parent? Because this is my blog. But he is depressingly great at it!!!!!!!!

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