What is dyslexia? How can it be detected? What can be done, to help children with dyslexia make satisfactory academic progress? What help and support is available for children with dyslexia in India? What is ADHD? What are the treatment options? What are the risk factors for oppositional defiant disorder, and how can it be treated? These are some of the issues I am going to delve in to, in this post.
Are we becoming too picky with children’s books and demanding too much of them, and their authors? The recent Dr. Suess controversy makes me wonder if we realize that authors of children’s books are human with human failings?
An interview with Dr. Pooja Jagtiaani, about children's dental care and oral hygiene. Pooja has been practicing General and Family Dentistry in Mumbai, for the last 15 years, and regularly deals with kids. Here, she shares, useful information and helpful tips for parents.
Sangeeta is frustrated. She is facing the trials every new mother does. But is that all there is to it, or is there something more serious going on? Read on to find out.
My two bundles of chaos were chasing each other around the massive sofa chair in our living room. Suddenly the smaller blur spotted Papa, changed course and charged after him. The bigger blur, was unfazed by the sudden change of direction and remained in pursuit of the smaller blur.
Anu was agitated. She had barely slept last night. Not even the sound of the waves soothed her today. Did she have her contacts on backwards? It certainly felt like it. No agitated was a mild word. What she felt was furious. What a sham her 18th birthday had been. Her parents had offered her a glass of champagne and welcomed her in to adulthood. What did that mean to them?
I was excited about reading this book, because Tanu is a blogger, whose posts I have been reading since my earliest blogging days in 2015. Tanu's blogs always stood out in the mass of parenting blog posts on the mycity4kids website not only because of a her progressive outlook and knack for zeroing in on important parenting issues, but also because of her writing style. Her posts are a pleasure to read, because the writing flows easily as she escorts you though a spectrum of emotions without getting dramatic. She has strong opinions and a dry wit tempered by sensitivity and empathy.
I have noticed in various places, when a kid gets hurt and starts crying, sometimes, the grown up in charge rushes to comfort them but does so in strange way. For example if the child has stubbed his toe on the table, they beat the table and say, “Bad table, bad table!” Or if the child has banged their head on the wall, they sternly wag their finger at the wall and say “Bad wall!” Sometimes the child is encouraged to participate in punishing the offending inanimate object.
The other day, when my two daughters were on the swings in the society play area, a lady came up to me and asked if they are twins. “No!” I exclaimed surprised. Why would anyone think that? “They are sisters.” I explained. “This one is 2 and a half and the other is 5.”
Rules and laws are the foundation of civilized society. Yet it is not easy to make rules. A system that involves a large number of people, like a school, or a housing society, or a community is quite complex, let alone a city or a country. Rules are necessary for smooth functioning of groups. But no matter what rule is made, there will always be a few people who are reasonably inconvenienced by it.
Babies can be very frustrating, but they can be very funny too. And since they are not trying to be funny, their shenanigans are so heart warming, they'll make you forget all your distractions and genuinely laugh for a few minutes. I thought I'd share some anecdotes that made me laugh.
“I do it myself” she repeats over and over again as copious tears flow down her soft round cheeks. Her vision is blurred, but she is relentless. She will not give up. This is the fourth time it has happened this morning.
Last night the Nobel prize in literature was awarded to Bob Dylan. Here is a little about him and his views on parenting.
This is a light hearted post about how the terrible two's can also be terribly cute, and remembering that may help us get through it with at least some of our sanity.
Today we were stuck in traffic for a while. Our driver was bored waiting for some movement in traffic and turned his attention to my 2 year old. He held out his fist and asked her if she wanted a sweet. He occasionally gives sweets to my kids, so that is okay. But today, I was trying to frantically signal to him that he should not offer one today as she had eaten a few in the morning already. His response baffled me. He laughed and said, “Don't worry I don't have any. Look my hand is empty.” He said opening the fist.
Sex education must go way beyond the mechanics of sex. And we must remove any shame associated with sex, to impart effective sex education.
I have never really spoken to my kids about God. I wouldn't know what to say. I know some parents have a tough time talking about sex or periods to their kids. But, to me, God seems a much more complicated subject, because, I, myself, am not sure who or what God is.
Someone had once asked me “Did you not always want to be a queen?” I replied “I did not even want to be class monitor.”
I have been a stay at home mom (SAHM) for 4 years, dabbling in writing for fun. I have set my own deadlines, and worked only as much as I felt like, whenever I felt like. But I noticed that I felt like it more and more often.
Recently, I have come across a number of posts where people claim they are not going to teach their daughters to be nice. They are going to teach them to stand up for what they believe in, instead. What puzzles me is, how these came to be mutually exclusive.
I often write about the interactions between my two little ones. So far the younger one had been eager to accept help fom the older one and watch in awe as the older one does things that she her self can't yet do.
