Tips and titbits on Parenting, Newborn Care and New Mum's life. Heartfelt articles on contemplation related to the battle of living a balanced life with an intent of inspiration. A plethora of recipes. Anecdotes of adventure, from a weekend guide to long trips.
Why “My View From Home”?
“My View From Home” is a happy medium. It is a platform to share my experiences with a dose of inspiration and learning. It’s about enjoying life’s simple pleasures. The name “My View From Home” didn’t come out just randomly, it represents much more! It is about ceaseless struggles between parenting and work-life balance, it is... Continue Reading →
Know the blogger!
Well, I’m Attreyee Paul, the teacher, artist, mother, wife, food-enthusiast, blogger, Indian-origin Bengali girl behind “My View From Home”. I come from a family having an amalgamation of scientists, artists and good cooks and this is how love for each of my passion was embedded into my DNA. I qualified as a postgraduate in Biotechnology... Continue Reading →
WHY I WRITE✍️
Writing feels home to me. We all have our reasons to do what we do, no? Anything that makes us insanely happy and have a hiatus from the mundane days.✨I always knew emotional well-being, personal growth and development was my biggest passion and so with it developed the love for ✍️ I enjoy sharing ideas... Continue Reading →
Dream, love!
Hi there ! Happy Midweek🥂 If you are local to Abu Dhabi🇦🇪 like I am , probably you are enjoying the sunshine☀️ and cool breeze. If not, you are delighting in the tender moment of the events. Luckily, the windy evenings have forced me to stay indoors. Some people have spirits to explore, my spirits... Continue Reading →
MOTHERHOOD IS NOT A COMPETITION NEITHER IS EVERYONE’s CALLING!
Why can’t we normalize women who are married and don’t want kids?
Meet my Parents or STRICT parents (more appropriately)
I am a Delhiite by birth but there is nothing Delhiite about me. During my springtime years, going to a party was a big deal for people like me. When I asked Ma for consent, she would direct me to Baba for approval and I would shuffle between them like a shuttlecock. And all of... Continue Reading →