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What the bachelor had to do with just a mother of two!

That title got you hooked, didn't it? Admit it!! Well, there is no scandal here.This is just a post about how my blog title came to be! If you are disappointed, I'm sorry :-) If not---- well, read on!
Many people have asked my why I call my blog “Just a mother of two” when obviously there is so much more—to me as well as my blog.:-) In fact, once I was amused when someone (who must have just read the title of my blog) actually took the trouble to write me long mail, saying I should not be disheartened and that I was doing a very important job, raising my two kids.(of course it is THE most important thing to me. I gave up a 'corporate career', without second thoughts or regrets—and I really enjoy my kids)

How the name came to be—well, a friend of mine who is 'contentedly unmarried' , used to tease me a lot , calling me a ‘mother of two’. I used to tease him back saying he was a ‘horny bachelor.’ I even sent him this picture and he laughed.



Months later, when I was in Kerala,I saw this mother goat with her two kids.(pun intended!) I couldn’t help smiling and clicking a picture,
After all, she too was just a mother of two!

When I started the blog, the title ‘just a mother of two’ seemed apt. It was a private joke and it brought a smile to my face. It still does.

And now YOU know the inside story , as well!

Comments

  1. on first look (I didn't have my glasses on!) the picture appeared to show teeth marks on the bed!...

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  2. ***And now YOU know the inside story , as well!

    Yup and it made me smile real wide. Its amazing have this kinda friends. Many times they are a teasure.

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  3. Haha -- I love the pun about the goat and the kids! That was quite clever. And for what it's worth... you being a mother of two... that is definitely quite a designation that will stomp CEO or Chairman Of The Board any day!

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  4. Loved this mother goat picture! The mother bear in the blog title looks a bit too cold (pun intended too), with the two baby bears looking at her with sad eyes. Humm, perhaps it's the father bear? lol

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  5. the email would have been amusing for sure!

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  6. Hahahaha.. yep the title was quite something!!

    Mother of two.. indeed. :D

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  7. The goat and her kids were dang cute! And I was ROTFL at the bedpost! :D

    Surge on, Mother of Two!

    Vidya

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  8. Ah, so that explains it! I always knew there was more to the blog title than the obvious. It seems to be so you :)

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  9. yeah.. from the title, i expected a little more ;)
    n hey wat comment r u talkin abt in my blog?? i never got any :(

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  10. Niall: Teethmarks would have been elsewhere--not on the bedpost.LOL

    Sweetsticky:Yep--I do value my friends.

    Princess:Oh yes I agree--I'd rather be 'just a mother of two' than anybody else! ;)

    Guto:LOL

    Ankit:spoken like a horny bachelor!! :-)

    J: ;-) LOL

    Vidya:Thanks pal!

    Bob-Kat:I am smiling now.You seem to have understood me so well.

    Diya;Bad bad blogger--it seems to be eating up my comments.I thought U hadnt published.

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  11. Anonymous2:31 PM

    Thanks for letting the secret out. The title sure was tricky enough - it did me in too. But for us guys, it is okay, we are used to being tricked. Aren't we?

    Ha ha...

    Liked the Kerala picture.

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  12. Kulpreet: Ha ha ha..and so easy to fool you guys na?! (or so u let us believe!!)

    Keshi:You left a comment for this post on my previous post--never mind :-) Those are 'tally marks ' on the bed. Now you can guess what the Tally marks are counting !In case you dont know what are tally marks click here

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  13. LOL the bed post was funny and cannot believe Keshi actually asked wht those tally marks were ROFL.. And damn funny this post.. But hey "Don't worry about being called Mother of two" LOL. Gyan in a mail like we needed.. Indians something can get way off the mark...

    Watsup otherwise?

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  14. Excellent story, it made me smile. I like the picture of the bed post.

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  15. lolz Vik n PS I still dun get it. I must be blonde!

    Keshi.

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  16. You are sardonic like that :D (I hope sardonic is the word I'm trying to say)

    That bedpost is hilarious!!! LOL

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  17. My dictionary tells me sardonic is a bit bad, so I mean amusingly sarcastic or something like that. I hate it when my vocabulary becomes so limited.

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  18. ohh now i get it :) funny story indeed!

    But this title inspired me in a different way...So i'll continue to think of it that way..okay?

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  19. i think its a gr8 title...though it does hint at modesty n makes one wonder why the name but i feel its apt after going thru so many posts...

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