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Welcome to my blog! With a toddler at home who fills my life with sheer joy and chaos in equal measure, I find myself learning and growing every single day — as a mom, a friend, and a guide to my little girl. This space is a reflection of my journey as a Work-in-Progress Mom, navigating the beautiful mess of parenting while figuring it out one moment at a time. I’m here to share the lessons, the laughter, and the honest moments in between — and I’d love for you to join me. Let’s grow together, and if you have any pearls of wisdom to share, I’m all ears.

Life lately has been… A LOT!

Episode 4 of “Nanny – GONE WITH THE WIND”

Between back-to-back bouts of viral fever and strep (the kind where you feel like the dementors from Harry Potter are sucking the life out of you), I’ve also been starring in a Netflix-worthy nanny saga.

Previously, on My Life as a Working Mum:
Nanny #1 — Went for a “weekend off.” Never came back.
Nanny #2 — Didn’t show up on joining day.
Nanny #3 — Lasted three days. Left because her mother “had an accident.”

Since then, we’ve been Nanny less…

Enter Nanny #4. My last shred of hope. I booked her an expensive flight ticket from Siliguri to Mumbai. Urgent. Desperate.

To begin with, she started by ditching my calls all through the day she was scheduled to travel, and so here enter her neighbours and mother.

Her neighbours and mother swore she went to Bagdogra Airport. I even left work early (in the middle of work related chaos, Annual Budget Planning, a major project delivery, and onboarding someone 1500 km away) to pick her up.

Scene 1: Boarding at Bagdogra – yes the airlines confirmed she’d boarded, and even told me her seat number of the flight.
Scene 2: Smooth landing in Mumbai – yes the airlines also confirmed all passengers disembarked and left, there was no baggage on the conveyer belt left either…
Scene 3: The Great Vanishing Act – she just went VAMOOSH!!!

Yes — she actually managed to deplane, clear baggage claim, and pull a full Mission: Impossible past me at Mumbai Airport T1 while I stood outside Arrivals, ready to welcome her into toddler mayhem.

The flight landed.
Passengers streamed out.
1 hour.
2 hours.

Nothing.

It’s like she took “boarding pass” literally — and boarded a whole new life between the exit gate and the taxi line.

Meanwhile, I’m still here, doing APAC-Middle East-HR-budget-project-onboarding gymnastics… and feeling awful that my little girl, sick and feverish, isn’t getting the care she deserves from her already-overstretched mum.

Coming soon: Episode 5. (I don’t want any more plot twists, all I want is a new NANNY who will be reliable )

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