My OBGYN was quite taken aback to see me in tears. She gave a small laugh and said, ‘But Madam, it was just an eight-week-old, ill-formed foetus - why are you being so sentimental?”

I realized that if I put her on wheel chair now, then she would never walk again. The comfort would make us both give up on the effort of making her walk, which was not easy. I did not want to give up without giving it my best.

There's a moment in every mom's day when you feel like a failure due to excessive pressure, tiredness and finding it difficult to handle everything alone! And then you remember your own MOM!

It is so inhuman to expect a homemaker to take up and be consistent with everything she does. Like you, she is a human too! 

After the second child, I thought I had arrived where life wanted me to be. I was completely exhausted by now, I had no strength or energy to carry on. But then, "You have to work on your children!"