Two days ago, I was invited to join a whatsapp mommy group in Re’s school. I figured it might be useful to get updates on flash holidays (we had three of them last week) and other such, so I promptly typed “Hello, I am Lalita and I’m Re’s mom” and thought I’ll just stay back and relax. Although I was quite irked by the fact that as usual, the daddies were conspicuous by their absence (ask any daddy when the Diwali holidays begin and watch their face and you will know why)
There was an avalanche of messages in the next few hours. Finally, when I could bear it no more, I muted it and wrote a facebook post about it here:
After a momentous 40 likes and equal number of comments, I realised it was an affliction borne silently by many.
On Day 2, this is my loot so far:
Ganpati piggybacking on shiva – a poster
Stay calm, stay happy – a poster
Award winning photo of girl holding mirror
Flowers as girls ( photo play)
Flowers as boys ( photo play)
Emoticons for every emotion, known and unknown
How to make a candle from an orange (this was sought after on twitter by a food blogger friend who plans to execute it!)
Empty audio file
Phone number of a dentist
Suggestion that rainy days are for bunking school (grrrrr…..)
Stay calm. Have faith in god – A poster.
Exclamations to last a lifetime
Have a nice day. Be happy – A poster.
There are many things that are a part and parcel of parenting, but I think this was a new low for me.
Will try and hang in there.