Words I Never Want to Hear

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This is the quarter, when the isolation begins to bite, and we all get cranky. So said a wise man who studied what happened to cooped up astronauts, submariners and significantly, not mothers with newborns. Mostly that never gets mentioned, because nowadays the myth is that modern mothers give birth on Friday (to suit the doctor) and can be seen at their favourite coffee shop complete with their new designer accessory, the newborn in a baby-wearer or a sling.

Ok, forgive me, the above may be a myth, but I warned you that I was in my cranky quarter. In traditional societies, that are still alive and kicking around the globe, after childbirth, you stayed home for forty days. Mostly this was to heal because giving birth is bloody and painful, and to keep those bugs away from mothers and babies. Also if you went home to your mother, it saved you from the housework, and gave your mother a whole lot more work to do. But she did it.

UnRoyalty

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Which brings me back to words and matters I do not want to hear or read about, first of all Hari Singh and Meghana Markale. I am sick to death of them, they wanted out of duty and royalty, so stop talking about their first world pampered…