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Why I Need Pants With Pockets!

I’ve always found it very hard to zero in on a pair of lounge pants that have pockets. Maybe the manufacturers think it’s useless because one is at home and one doesn’t need to use pockets. No Sir! You are wrong. Very, very wrong. Because when the “one” is a mom even two pockets become inadequate. Let me explain why. 


I need pockets for a hundred different things some of which are as follows: 


Snacks: It’s funny how this came to mind first but a mum needs her crisps and chocolates. I mean fruit and nut (no, no, not the chocolate , the real thing!). Also, Pockets are always handy to hide snacks from the prying eyes of a toddler. 


Mobile phone: So very important especially these days when we are physically cut off from the world outside and where social media and the good old ‘contacts’ list remain our main source of social interaction.


Milk bottle: The pockets need to be big enough of course. This is especially useful when you have to “travel” from one room to the other and your hands are full carrying baby and other larger items like a rocker and/or baby blanket which cannot fit in a pocket! 

 

Small hazardous toys and other bits: Pockets become extremely important to scoop away and temporarily hide toys with small parts or other hazardous material (e.g. play dough) that baby may ingest out of curiosity. Remember it’s temporary until you can actually get to the bin. 


Bib: You can never have too many bibs and you should (excuse the patronising tone) have at least one bib in your pocket to help clean a spit up or bring under control the unexpected bout of projectile vomit. I know you will thank me later. My confidence here is akin to Salman Khan hosting Big Boss. So trust me on this one. 


Treats for the toddler: These include a couple of favourite snacks and/or stickers. These are important to reward desirable behaviour which needs to be done immediately not after you’ve done the dishes, responded to an email etc. Only saving the baby from a potential accident is an exception here. Time is of essence. 


Bribes for the toddler: When you’ve tried every Montessori technique and you know that being led by the child in this particular situation will either end up in disaster or you absolutely losing your cool, bribe. We all do. Yes, even the most self righteous mommy influencers who appear to have it all together, all the time. 


Hairband : Have you heard of the mom bun? I now truly appreciate it. I understand how it derived it’s name. I can’t remember the last time I properly brushed my hair (tresses is too regal a word for this crown of mom pride). 


Chewing gum: Because let’s face it. When you’ve been up all night tending to a restless baby and are greeted by a grumpy toddler in the morning AND your husband suddenly announces he has to rush for an office call, you cannot immediately brush your teeth. So what do you do? Chew minty gum. Save yourself. From your own breath. 


Chapstick: I bite my lips when I’m nervous and these days my lips are in dire need of rescue. Fat chance my husband noticing but whatever! I know I need to have at least one of these in my pocket but I never seem to! (The chapstick, not husband!) That’s food for thought for another time.


So dear manufacturers of comfy lounge pants. I hope I’ve made a strong case as to why ALL lounge pants need pockets. Option toh banta hai boss because I’m truly well and over “please adjust maadi, kindly adjust maadi”!

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