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An year with zero posts. That has to be a new low for this blog! 👀

Literally. My last post was about 2022 year end. 

In my defence, it has been an year. 

In 2022, I became a Mom and thought that was overwhelming. 

In 2023, I became a Working Mom and realised what overwhelming really means.

I am not the first person to say this and definitely not the last - I don't know how Moms do it. All of it.

I don't know how stay at home moms keep their sanity.

I don't know how moms who go to office manage their guilt.

I don't know how work from home moms balance.

To be clear, I know its hard for Dads too. But I am going to talk about Moms just because I am one now.

I am now a work-from-home Mom with an 18 month old baby. I am very lucky that my company is flexible. But that also means, there are no boundaries. I am working, sometimes with Lego on my feet. I am playing with him sometimes, while chatting with a colleague on Slack. My actual work happens only after I put him to sleep at night. It has also been >18 months since I have slept through the night. 

And yet, I am weirdly happy. Time is just flying. From a helpless newborn to now a toddler who blabbers non-stop, who is unexpectedly social, who just LOVES meeting new people. I am just amazed and constantly touching wood to see how different he is from us.

Like they say, "this too shall pass" is the most comforting and devastating statement for a mother.

Last year was about the novelty.

This year was about finding a method in the madness.

Next year will be about adventure.

Motherhood, I tell you. 

On an unrelated note, I just realised how much I have grown since I started this blog in 2009. My biggest problem in life changed so much 😏

In 2009-10, my biggest problem was dealing with working in the corporate for the first time in my life.

2011-13, I was busy figuring out being an MBA,,

In 2014, I was telling the stories of living away from home for the first time ever.

In 2015-18, all I could talk about was Bangalore traffic, it seems.

In 2018-19, I was talking about moving countries.

In 2020-21, like everyone, I was talking about covid.

And then 2022, I became a whole different person. I am tempted to say those problems seem trivial, but that wouldn't be fair. We live in our context and in that year's context, those were the biggest things I was dealing with. So, we be nice!

2023, you were great. I learnt so much this year. I unlocked efficiencies I didn't know existed in me, purely due to force. Thank you!

2024, let's make this year count. I can't wait! <3


Happy new year, folks!

Preeks











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  1. Happy New Year Preeti.

    It's lovely to see you keep coming back to show some love to your first blog and your blogmates. But even though its eerily quiet here on blogosphere (for me and many others as well), I guess I don't miss you, thanks to your linkedin articles. Really insightful stuff there.

    Cheers to you. Keep writing.

    - CRD

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