Am I aging? I can’t be! It’s too soon. I was freaking out. My very first grey is already here. Right in the centre of my head, staring at me and telling me maybe I need to slow down and rethink my vitals. Are my vitamins low? Irregular sleep pattern? Yes, that was it. Or maybe, just maybe I am touching some age milestone.

It may be true that my body is beginning to show natural signs of maturity, but I can’t let my mind and spirit know. Like many of my peers I had my children when I was already leaving the 20’s. Today my kid is still in pre-primary and the younger one is yet to go to formal school. I need to be at the peak of my energy from now until they have lost their hearts, had them broken and lost it again finally to a fair maiden who will take their attention off me, and then I will be able to stretch my feet and complain of knee pain and dentures and annoying good for nothing youngsters.

Mr K. is the proud owner of a dead disk in his spine and some extra kilos and is in denial about hyper acidity. He stopped free style wrestling with our children a couple of months ago. Baby A altered his style of playing with him, now he independently experiments with gymnastics and Mr K is the admiring spectator.

I used to love dancing and could dance non-stop for 8 hours. Ya, that’s my record. We have recently started enjoying dancing together before bed time stories, though Baby A would like to ask me to one last dance but I have to refuse because I am exhausted.

I have to push myself to keep up with my children else I will lose their attention and attraction before time. I don’t want them to be looking for a mother figure because I am not able to match his pace both physically or mentally. I have started tuning into house music and latest retro and pop, preparing myself to share views on his kind of music. I am trying to update myself in technology, what’s new and how things work, so when it’s time for baby A to be 10 and is obsessing over the new mean machine or a smart phone smarter than my latest Iphone I will be one step ahead of him.

I may not be able to understand all their views and ideologies, after all I want them to enjoy the satisfaction of exclaiming, “It’s a generation gap ma!!” but I surely won’t let them lose their connectivity with me. WIFI generation or whatever, these two are staying tied to the cord.

Ruchira Darda

I am Ruchira Darda, a relationship coach, parenting expert, author, and entrepreneur with over 16 years of experience. Based in Mumbai, I work extensively in the areas of mindful living and emotional wellness. I am a TEDx speaker and focus on personality identification to help individuals and families build stronger, healthier relationships. I also lead and actively support initiatives such as the Lokmat MahaMarathon.