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My Birth Story
My birth story. It was November 12th. After an amazing dinner, something felt off. Heartburn, I thought. My friend – an ophthalmologist – “Are you sure you’re
Perspective on Parenting Your Tween
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7 Ways To Give Yourself Grace in Motherhood
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In Vitro Fertilization (IVF): There is Magic in Motherhood
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Moving Back Home
After 11 years of living away from Atlanta, we’re moving back in just a few weeks! To say that I’m excited is an understatement. I’ve been thinking about this move for years
Pre-school Graduation and Thoughts About My Son’s Future
I recently sat (and cried) thinking about pre-school graduation and thoughts about my son’s future. Graduations are a milestone that are celebrated in honor of one chapter cl
Three Motherhood Lessons From the Global Pandemic
As exciting as it is to become a first-time parent, it is equally challenging. But becoming a new parent during a global pandemic enhances the everyday stressors that accompany bri
Finding the Balance of Strength and Joy in my South Asian Community
I was with my ex for 8 years. When I left my marriage, I thought I would live my life alone. I have chronic pain & fatigue plus I struggled with PTSD from childhood trauma. I d
Now Is The Time To Prioritize Yourself
Ladies, I just need to say something that I know many of you need to hear: Now is the time to prioritize yourself!! I used to spend my life committing my time and energy to everyth
Having An Interracial Relationship In A South Asian Family
Four years ago, I met a boy. A boy who happened to be half Filipino and half Italian. A boy who was not Indian. And, let me tell you, it was confusing in itself. I grew up hearing