I am so sorry mom

I learnt about my pregnancy while on a trip to the US last year in July. Since it was somewhat of a late conception (I was 34) I disclosed the news to a handful few. My mother being one of them. She was, ofcourse, absolutely overjoyed. Her constant cajoling had finally paid off and her daughter was going to have a baby.

As the days wore on heading into the first trimester of this 9 month ride, I found myself in the grips of:

1. The age-old Anytime-Sickness routine. FYI - Morning sickness is a myth. You could be throwing up just about anywhere, anytime during the day and / or night.
2. The heightened sense of smell. This one felt like you'd turned into a whole new species - the canine kind.
3. The classic back pain 
4. Discomfort while sleeping
5. Dull achiness and a perpetual tired state of mind + body
6. Forgetfulness - Ah! I almost miss it
7. Constant state of being in-between-dress-sizes
8. Irritability leading to the point of being testy (And I'm being nice)

This list could actually go on...but you get my point. The best part was that I was consciously aware of these changes and tried to keep myself under check. But it was like I was someone else. And being reduced to tears for not having any control over my body and behaviour, was not at all fun. All because of this new life growing inside of me.

Thats when I called my mum again. This time to apologize for everything I'd put her through as a child.

And yet the only thing she said to me was "Its ok dear, you take care of yourself."

Its Red all over

Am looking for a job in Dubai. Being new in the UAE region, am still feeling my way around the work system here - not to mention the current financial climate. After going through a couple of recruiting companies and design agencies, I heard back from a recruiter looking for a Graphic designer for a construction company.

The job profile sounded familiar, something I'd held in a previous work set up. The only glitch was, I'd held a much higher position previously and the one I was applying for was ranked lower. The position was not as much of a concern for me since it would help me look at at design from a non US aka EU perspective. I knew I'd struck a chord with my application and folio of work. But didn't quite know the extent. So when the recruiter checked with me if a piece of my portfolio – THE RED BOOK, was available for sale, I was ecstatic and nervous all at once. My work has been greatly appreciated in the past but never before have I had such a HOT response!

still blushin',
miss tee

Writing a Blog

This is my first attempt at writing a blog, formally. Never having had any training nor the inclination to write before this, I don't think I am a writer (or so I have maintained). The thought turned into reality at my last job. One of the aspects of the job required me to maintain a blog. But no matter how hard I tried I almost always never 'got it'.

However, I did claim to my manager at the time, how committed I was to getting it right. I flirted with the idea of taking writing lessons, read books on the subject and even practised a wee bit. Infact this blog was set up a year ago as part of one of those ideas. Somehow all the critique on my earlier writing at the job had left me defeated. I had decided to lose the battle before it ever began. Looking back now though, I don't think I was serious enough to follow through with it. It was not into me to do what it took to get the job done, and done write!

So here I am now, dedicating these pieces to that manager who, in a way, truly introduced me to the art of blog writing. Hopefully, I will get it right this time.

so long,
miss tee