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The Roles I play๐Ÿ‘ˆ

The Roles I play๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜

The moment i am up, from then i am playing various characters…don’t know where i am though..Now with. Lockdown, the roles are appearing multiple times, and some times i feel like i am flickering one to another and it’s like amidst the transmission errors…i lose a piece of me here and there…๐Ÿ™†
Mornings – Independent health-minded woman๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ – yea.. the moment i wake up, i am the health-minded person, an independent woman who cares about herself.
Next moment – as i enter the kitchen..i am the Planner ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ..- planning the day – just about the food…slowly transitioned into an explorer who is hunting for “what to cook ” for the day…from the jungle called fridge…
Then as soon as i am done taking a walk …i become the COOK. Yea the master chef..of the house.
In between i become aย  mom, waking up everyone in the house..serving milk and washing them up…
Then again, the next role pop up – “The maid” ๐Ÿงš…Here at times, i become even a monster who is scolding when they make dirty too.
The roles then disappear as soon as i login for work.
I become again the ” Independent Woman..”๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ this transformed me. Flickeringย  between a mom and an employee…the emotional transition is hard to carry on.. still worth a try…

The journey continues.๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฃ
I become mom, a teacher, a friend, the wife, daughter, a lover, a writer, a colleague and again…everything i explained above…

Finally at the end of the day๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ›Œ…when i am exhausted..i wish i could be that little girl again.๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿง‘
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Soulrecitals
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Back to school – not like the olden days

A new year starts again..but no need for school bags..and no school bus nor the school benches.
No shared lunch
No lunch Gupshups.
Only virtual interactions…
Things are changing..and we are adapting to new technology-oriented classroom sessions.
It all new to all.
Let’s help each other… Be it parents or teachers..or even our kids..let their burdens be reduced with every lil help offered.

A beginning is always with team effort..so be the strong member to help our kids.

As a parent, you are going to take up the role of a teacher …guide them and take this opportunity to unlearn the bad and learn many new things.
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Soulrecitals
#sreepriyawrites #backtoschool #newbeginnings #virtualclassrooms

Accused guilty…

Independent was she,
Irrepressible was her attitude.
She was hurdling with responsibilities.
Juggling with everything around her,…
Trying her best to be what all she can,
A mom, a daughter, a daughter in law, a sister, a colleague, a friend, and much more.
But all she missed was just being her at times.
When at moments she became her, out of her urge.
She was criticized.
Implicated guilty by all around her.
She wept a while…
But then she realized.
They impeached her of their own insecurity…and not her incapability.
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Soulrecitals

The mother of the night

Every night i woke up, amidst the chaos of my little one crying…trying to calm her down and ensuring none got disturbed….the journey never ended there…there were endless nights.
Where i felt i might burst out…
Tiredness was bewitching my brain.
None to listen,
Only those two eyes overlooking me… for everything it was just me for her…
Every night was yet another challenge…
Some days i sat..
Some days walked like a zombie.
Some nights never existed, as the moment i shut my eyes it was the sunshine gleaming in…
Still, i wandered band wondered,
How i am gonna survive this stage…
Days and nights seemed falling harder upon me.
And all i did was watch her grow….and smile upon me.
That was the only sunshine, i could recollect all along.
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.Soulrecitals
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#motherhoodtales #somethingssaidandunsaid

The reflection of a mom

The reflection seemed painful. She never knew she will be looking more like this after a great blessing in her life. Her body and mind were not in sync. Thoughts cluttering her mind, sometimes making her weep, sometimes making her happy and sometimes angry. She was unsure about the emotions happening inside her. Her reflection also angered and upsets her…she felt it was not her…but then who is she now…
She is now a Mother.
She looked again at the reflection.
No matter what her skin looks like.
She had the gem in her arms.
No matter her size.
Nothing might her fit her again like earlier…but she was home to her child.
No matter what her mind is beguiling her …
She has beautiful eyes, looking at her as if she is the only one it belongs to.
She wiped her tears, hugging the only jewelry she adorned ๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ’Ž.

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Soulrecitals

Amidst oddities and impulses


I stood overlooking the oceans of oddities, surrounding me..and i realized how far i have come..but for nothing that is mine. I stood paused in a strange thought …what have i done to myself….am i the one who stood like Alice, before entering the hole out of curiosity…or the one who lost herself to the eccentricities of the world around. All i wanted was to be lost in the whimsical world of impulsive desires..and here i am dealing with impulsive people who meant nothing but aย  perishable world.
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Soulrecitals
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Want to start Blogging – Just Do it

It is not easy, to begin with always. But worth starting.

I know many who are interested to start a blog, but they are all skeptical about their caliber. So let me tell you, – stop thinking too much, and start writing them down. You might have thousands of thoughts, that will be pulling you back and forth, but just begin to write.

When i began to write, i was too in a dilemma, whether to write or not. But if I had stopped then, I wouldn’t be writing then. You might encounter several obstacles, not only from your mind but from people, who might mock you for all the scribbles. You may not be perfect, buy, you may have something worthwhile to share.

Be it a story of continuous failure, or maybe it is your journey of continuous effort, which no one ever realized. It can be your simple and flavored thoughts or a journey unforgettable- it need not be someone’s favorite but it’s yours. It can be your daily journal, wherein you are jotting down in your adorned words.

Whatever it may be, it is your thoughts.

The very first time I did write, i was enthusiastically sharing my thoughts written, and yes had few friends who would criticize me, support me, and thankfully i still have them. When I began, i was not perfect …even now I am not perfect – still have a lot to learn- And I am still in the process of the same.

Try to write daily. You need not just write a lot to impress.. it can be just a few words to start with too. But do begin.

Now even Instagram has a bunch of writers, who are mesmerizing me now and then. You can start following them and reading them if you think you are lacking thoughts or has a writer’s block.

When you begin to write, make sure you do it regularly. Do not be upset with fewer followers, or fewer likes or less or no comments — people are so busy in their world – and it is unfair to ask them to do it.

True gems are not hidden, they outshine one day. So keep your hopes up and pour in your hearts while writing.

Share me your thoughts on how you began writing .. I would love to read them. Also tell me, how writing changed your life?

If you began writing getting motivated place your link in the comment – will surely visit and follow them.

Don’t forget to read through myย step by step guide to start a blog

Thank you, Guys!!

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