My Free-Spirited Penguin, You may not remember, but your grandparents used to say, “Your Bapa and Maa were so independent at your age. And look at you—still so dependent on Maa!” They said it with affection, but it always made me stop and think. Was I being too permissive? Too overprotective? I never made hard […]

No two days in parenting are ever the same. Some days, you might feel like a bad mom. But in reality, you’re just learning.

My not-so-little Penguin, It feels like just yesterday when we spent our days together, homeschooling, playing, and talking about everything under the sun. Then, school started, and I went back to work. Life moved forward faster than I expected, and before I knew it, you weren’t my little boy anymore. I don’t remember the exact

Raising a tween is akin to having a ticking time bomb in your arms—you never really know when it will go off, but you prepare yourself in any case. One day, they’re your little kid, carefree and full of curiosity, and the next, they’re questioning everything, distancing themselves, and making their way in a world that now seems a lot larger than it used to. I struggle to pin this collection of letters between things. The silent turning, the minute breakings, the surprises and joys, and the incessant push and pull