How easy it is to criticise parents… one’s own and parents in general. “They dont do this right, they dont handle that right, they never get it!” For the thankless unpaid 24 hour job for the rest of their life, there is plenty criticism they have to take. Since I consider myself the kid so far, I dont identify with the parent mindset – yet! But this week I think this may change.
My 12 year old god-daughter Parvathy Krishna is coming to spend a few days with me in Mumbai. She is on holiday from Michigan and has been really looking forward to this. And so have I, but now when its really happening… yikes!
I totally adore Paru but I have to admit I am nervous as hell! Her mother Priya, too seems anxious – but more so because she wants her daughter to be the perfect lil girl at my place. As she instructs her daughter about how to behave, she has no clue that I am petrified that I may disappoint! My ‘fun godmum’ image may go for a toss as she sees what I can be like over 96 hours 😦 My husband is traveling and so are her parents – so it is going to be just her and me.
I should try to set a good example… take care of her … and generally make sure she has a good time… shouldn’t be that difficult, right? But alongside I have to behave… ahem. I read somewhere that before one has children there is a three step test.
Step 1: First, buy a plant.
Step 2: If it survives, buy a pet.
Step 3: If it survives, consider a child.
I am still struggling to keep my plants alive – and suddenly now am catapulted into semi-parenthood, even if it is for a few days.
How exactly does one deal with a smart intelligent preteen? Can I be the cool friend or will I end up being the old fossil?? From this side, the gap between the generations suddenly seems wider than ever… Any tips, anyone? Maybe I should ring my mum!