(not anymore) Boy...
has grown, he is going to be 8 months in a couple of days and he looks amazing A.M.A.Z.I.N.G with a sigh!!! Handsome as I saw him in my dreams :) and naughty as well.
Big beautiful eyes, amazingly handsome smile and now he coo's all the time and oh he laughs such a contagious laughter, even if I m upset it cheers me up.
Yesterday after I reached home, he went on with his singing 'da da da da da' and he just wouldn't stop. After he started saying 'am am am' which we concluded meant Amma, which was couple of months back, he just wudn't say anything else. And now with his cute 'da da da da' we are all concluding that he is saying 'dada' like chiku(her first words were daada, dachi, daaddy and not mumma mummy or whatever she wanted to call me). How mean is that!!!
He is so comfortable with his crawling now, and knows the places where he needs to check me, like if I am in the bedroom or he strains his neck to check if I am in the balcony, and if I am not he starts his crawling and doesn't stop till he reaches the Kitchen. This is even if I am calling him from another room or someplace else he wouldn 't stop till he is sure that I really am not in the kitchen.
He has such a darling look about himself, when you call out to him and he comes crawling and then he finds u looking at him and oh me gosh, there he smiles, his eyes twinkle and a blob of spit (Chiku n I call it 'thuki') just escaping his sweet lips.
He loves to reach out and stands so confidently holding on to anything, the trolley doors in the kitchen, the cabinet doors in the sitting area, walls, our legs, our clothes just about anything ya. Loves to grab his toys and throw it on the floor. He is trying to find a way to go back down on the floor, once he has done whatever he wants to do, standing.
When he is in his crib, he confidently moves around holding on to the crib railing. The other day, it was so funny to watch him, sort of toggle back n forth, looking at our food. He looked like Donald Duck walking back n forth.
He is such a foodie, can eat anything he lays his hands on. He always always and always is eyeing our colorful palate. Yesterday, I saw him enjoying some dal-rice with Amma.
His crawling is so cute, he pushes his entire self on his left hand and then right hand and instead of traversing straight, his head goes in the direction of his hands, so it goes at an angle.
Last evening, he crawled till the kitchen, instead of crawling few more paces ahead, he stretched his neck n peeped at me, then when I looked at him, he smiled his naughty smile, continued to crawl and then reached me.
15 November, 2011
Terrible
Terrible Terrible!!!!
Friends mum is in desperate need of blood. I posted an announcement in intranet site and guess what???? Not a single person replied. Not Even one. I had to the ultimate thing that I am good at, T.H.R.E.A.T.EN more like overpowering, I had to catch hold of people and request them to donate.
When will we get over the 'someone-else-will-do-it' attitude??
Donating blood - is a noble cause, a life saver, its healthy and safe.
What if YOU need blood and this happens to you???
On the other hand, I got help from this great site Indianblooddonors.com, a fabulous site(and I have registered myself) and what a response. Though the area in which I wanted donors, I got just one person, but the guy( I m truly a fan of his) readily agreed to come n donate blood. He was at santacruz when I spoke to him in the afternoon and at 9pm he reached the blood bank and 9:30pm I get an sms from him, confirming.
Sharvari my friend was prompt too. The second she got the mail, she spoken to the kin of the patient, and the next day she donated as well.
Tell me, why won't you donate blood??
Friends mum is in desperate need of blood. I posted an announcement in intranet site and guess what???? Not a single person replied. Not Even one. I had to the ultimate thing that I am good at, T.H.R.E.A.T.EN more like overpowering, I had to catch hold of people and request them to donate.
When will we get over the 'someone-else-will-do-it' attitude??
Donating blood - is a noble cause, a life saver, its healthy and safe.
What if YOU need blood and this happens to you???
On the other hand, I got help from this great site Indianblooddonors.com, a fabulous site(and I have registered myself) and what a response. Though the area in which I wanted donors, I got just one person, but the guy( I m truly a fan of his) readily agreed to come n donate blood. He was at santacruz when I spoke to him in the afternoon and at 9pm he reached the blood bank and 9:30pm I get an sms from him, confirming.
Sharvari my friend was prompt too. The second she got the mail, she spoken to the kin of the patient, and the next day she donated as well.
Tell me, why won't you donate blood??
17 October, 2011
Complicated
...feelings.
You are in your late twenties (ok, I shall continue to say this even if I m 50+, so don't get started with me) mother of 2, and some serious agenda and plans for urself.
And the Agenda, weight-loss-program.
Plan, start on some 7daydietthatmakesyoulose7kgsinaweek thingy, yup thats right.
And why does it so happen, the minute YOU go on diet, everyone around you is losing weight. Anklets lost so much weight her newly bought clothes are now loose. Some of the chicks you saw before going on maternity leave(and you thought to urself, she is gonna be forever FAT, and I will come back super-slim and u give a smirk to the gal) have lost amazing amount of weight and now they look at u n give u that smirk.
Why does it so happen that when u want to lose weight u only see super-thin gals?
You are in your late twenties (ok, I shall continue to say this even if I m 50+, so don't get started with me) mother of 2, and some serious agenda and plans for urself.
And the Agenda, weight-loss-program.
Plan, start on some 7daydietthatmakesyoulose7kgsinaweek thingy, yup thats right.
And why does it so happen, the minute YOU go on diet, everyone around you is losing weight. Anklets lost so much weight her newly bought clothes are now loose. Some of the chicks you saw before going on maternity leave(and you thought to urself, she is gonna be forever FAT, and I will come back super-slim and u give a smirk to the gal) have lost amazing amount of weight and now they look at u n give u that smirk.
Why does it so happen that when u want to lose weight u only see super-thin gals?
15 October, 2011
Yet Another...
Openhouse in chiku's school.
There are 2 parts to it:
This is the first time I attended d 'sing along with mumma day' @ school. And also after this there was going to be a session of soft-blows.
As soon as Chiku n I entered d class, I saw that all d kids were sitting quietly with their mumma's n daddy's. When we entered, everything changed, chiku said hi to few of the gals and prodded everybody to come n play ' Ringa ringa roses'. The complete state n environment changed. Once quiet n passive enviro became all charged and excited and joyous and I was extremely happy that my baby was responsible for this. I thought to myself, well the soft blows are not gonna be blows after all (wait till I tell u more).
Part 2:
WE, the mums were handed over the so called 'progress report'. I didnt know how to react to it, I mean it wasn't that bad. But then what made me proud was the personality development section, which showed that the lil gal is actually a big gonda (like her teacher called her), well in a way it was nice to see that, she has grown to be a quite independent gal (tats what teacher meant). What happened after that was something that i didn't expect. All the parents (yes all the parents) surrounded the teacher and started asking her how her ward was performing? I didn't expect the teacher to go berserk and keep telling everyone infact every single person I heard was being told what their wards 'weaknesses' were. She doesn't concentrate, she doesn't speak, she doesn't do her homeplay, she doesn't talk, she talks too much, He know everything but when he asked he doesn't answer. Excuse me!!! so what are u teachers for???
Are we really talking about 4 year old people??? Come on !!! They have weakness!!! ARe these the same set of people who know how to surf channels on tv, how to switch on-off a certain electronic instruments, play games, unlock phones, give back some smart remarks. REALLY!!! If they have weakness, then what about us???
The teacher couldn't even pronounce few of the words. She was screaming at the top of her lungs to get her points across. Sympathise with the teacher!!! no ways. She handles a class of 43, so what??? There are children of different calibre, different mood, different background, yes there will be, won't there??? Didn't she study in a School??? She can't make a passive student start talking, I mean, hello, don't you do YOUR homework??? Aren;t there ways and techniques to get d child to improve, what are you for??? I mean, we have studied in a class where there were more than 50 students in the class, but don't you have that one teacher, who sort of inspires you and gets u interested in studies. I was lucky and I so wish my mummu would be lucky too(she had lovely teachers in eurokids, she still misses them). I promise to send her for diwali session to eurokids, just to meet her teachers again.
I don't what I m more upset about, for the teacher giving left-right-center to the parents in front of a whole junta or the teacher screaming poems infront of us. I so want to take back my feedback form n rewrite it all over agan. And the teacher telling me my childs weakness ( u don't know how much my blood was boiling :X). The teacher said, " your daughter CAN and does talk to anyone and everyone". My child talks, ya she does, she better talk, thats in her genes. Damn it!! I felt like scolding the teacher and telling her "Try listening to them, you never know what you might learn many many things, other than the water cycle ". The theme for this month is water-cycle. She was screaming her weaknesses from the roof-top. She made a statement "whenever I tell them about concepts, 50% of the class is just not paying attention but blah blah blah ..." I was like come on and that didn't bother you. I thought teaching was about holding hand of your weaker students and getting him to stand at par with the brightest one. But I believe this teacher will get even the brightest child to slip n fall.
I know, I have to do 2 things:
Bring it to the schools attention.
Give closer look to whats being taught in the school.
PS: I wrote this in one breath, yes, one breath, when I was extremely upset and hence you can see amazing amount of grammatical mistakes, I m not gonna go back n correct it. My Weakness.
There are 2 parts to it:
This is the first time I attended d 'sing along with mumma day' @ school. And also after this there was going to be a session of soft-blows.
As soon as Chiku n I entered d class, I saw that all d kids were sitting quietly with their mumma's n daddy's. When we entered, everything changed, chiku said hi to few of the gals and prodded everybody to come n play ' Ringa ringa roses'. The complete state n environment changed. Once quiet n passive enviro became all charged and excited and joyous and I was extremely happy that my baby was responsible for this. I thought to myself, well the soft blows are not gonna be blows after all (wait till I tell u more).
Part 2:
WE, the mums were handed over the so called 'progress report'. I didnt know how to react to it, I mean it wasn't that bad. But then what made me proud was the personality development section, which showed that the lil gal is actually a big gonda (like her teacher called her), well in a way it was nice to see that, she has grown to be a quite independent gal (tats what teacher meant). What happened after that was something that i didn't expect. All the parents (yes all the parents) surrounded the teacher and started asking her how her ward was performing? I didn't expect the teacher to go berserk and keep telling everyone infact every single person I heard was being told what their wards 'weaknesses' were. She doesn't concentrate, she doesn't speak, she doesn't do her homeplay, she doesn't talk, she talks too much, He know everything but when he asked he doesn't answer. Excuse me!!! so what are u teachers for???
Are we really talking about 4 year old people??? Come on !!! They have weakness!!! ARe these the same set of people who know how to surf channels on tv, how to switch on-off a certain electronic instruments, play games, unlock phones, give back some smart remarks. REALLY!!! If they have weakness, then what about us???
The teacher couldn't even pronounce few of the words. She was screaming at the top of her lungs to get her points across. Sympathise with the teacher!!! no ways. She handles a class of 43, so what??? There are children of different calibre, different mood, different background, yes there will be, won't there??? Didn't she study in a School??? She can't make a passive student start talking, I mean, hello, don't you do YOUR homework??? Aren;t there ways and techniques to get d child to improve, what are you for??? I mean, we have studied in a class where there were more than 50 students in the class, but don't you have that one teacher, who sort of inspires you and gets u interested in studies. I was lucky and I so wish my mummu would be lucky too(she had lovely teachers in eurokids, she still misses them). I promise to send her for diwali session to eurokids, just to meet her teachers again.
I don't what I m more upset about, for the teacher giving left-right-center to the parents in front of a whole junta or the teacher screaming poems infront of us. I so want to take back my feedback form n rewrite it all over agan. And the teacher telling me my childs weakness ( u don't know how much my blood was boiling :X). The teacher said, " your daughter CAN and does talk to anyone and everyone". My child talks, ya she does, she better talk, thats in her genes. Damn it!! I felt like scolding the teacher and telling her "Try listening to them, you never know what you might learn many many things, other than the water cycle ". The theme for this month is water-cycle. She was screaming her weaknesses from the roof-top. She made a statement "whenever I tell them about concepts, 50% of the class is just not paying attention but blah blah blah ..." I was like come on and that didn't bother you. I thought teaching was about holding hand of your weaker students and getting him to stand at par with the brightest one. But I believe this teacher will get even the brightest child to slip n fall.
I know, I have to do 2 things:
Bring it to the schools attention.
Give closer look to whats being taught in the school.
PS: I wrote this in one breath, yes, one breath, when I was extremely upset and hence you can see amazing amount of grammatical mistakes, I m not gonna go back n correct it. My Weakness.
Standing
Goosebumps, goosebumps, goosebumps.
Yup, d lil sunny boy(who btw is gonna be 7 months soon) has learnt to hold-on to things and stand up on his own. HE is already STANDING.
Time is moving too fast, too fast.
PS: got yet another oppurtunity to go onsite.Should I or shouldn't I??? Its way past 'SHOULD' I 'CANT'
Yup, d lil sunny boy(who btw is gonna be 7 months soon) has learnt to hold-on to things and stand up on his own. HE is already STANDING.
Time is moving too fast, too fast.
PS: got yet another oppurtunity to go onsite.Should I or shouldn't I??? Its way past 'SHOULD' I 'CANT'
13 October, 2011
Coincidence
In this beautiful weather, went for coffee with a colleague (Ashwini - she has lovely beautiful straight hair and they are looooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnggggg. Tell me how do you maintain them??). Just started talking about this n that. I never ask this, but I did, this time around.
Me : So when do u get married?
She : December
Me : Oh don't tell me, December nn is the date
She : december nn
and we both giggled like 2 school kids, who found out that our birth-dates are/were same. But this ain't birthdays we are talking about, this is much much serious.
Hmm, come to think of it, I have to take her for coffee again tomorrow, she didn't tell me about her wedding year.
Me : So when do u get married?
She : December
Me : Oh don't tell me, December nn is the date
She : december nn
and we both giggled like 2 school kids, who found out that our birth-dates are/were same. But this ain't birthdays we are talking about, this is much much serious.
Hmm, come to think of it, I have to take her for coffee again tomorrow, she didn't tell me about her wedding year.
What is it???
is it 'Bin baadal barsaat' ??? or 'bin mausam barsaat'??? ?I know I can google and I will.
Its october already ya.
It poured last evening, and I went home completely drenched. I m completely against any excuse of not enjoying the rains, so I opted to walk up the distance to home rather than rick it up.
And its pouring now.
What to do :) ???
Its october already ya.
It poured last evening, and I went home completely drenched. I m completely against any excuse of not enjoying the rains, so I opted to walk up the distance to home rather than rick it up.
And its pouring now.
What to do :) ???
K.A.R.O.K.E
We did Karaoke in goa. When it was time for me to sing, I just couldn't think of any songs. And now, when I m bak at work, I would like to sing:
and I wish there were some english songs to sing along
especially of whitney houston,
- Pal pal pal har pal har pal kaise katega pal har pal (munnabhai)
- Chan chan, chanan chan chan, mann gaye kyon (munnabhai mbbs)
- Nanhi pari sone chali (I know I know, a lullaby, but its chikus favorite song, so)
- Phir chidi raat baat phulon ki (Baazar)
- Ruthey hue hoon kyon (adnan samis album)
- Yeh zameen ruk jaaye aasman ruk jaaye, tera chehra jab nazar aaye (adnan samis album)
- Huzar iss kadar bhi na itara ke chaliye
- chod do aanchal zamaan kya kahega
- aaj kal paaon zaamen pur nahi rukte mere
and I wish there were some english songs to sing along
especially of whitney houston,
- and I will always love you
- from this moment (Shania Twain)
- I m ready (Bryan Adams)
04 October, 2011
Vacation..
ing in Goa is soooooooo cool.
Beautiful weather, laid back towns, lazy everybody and everything and an entire jing bang of stressed, exhausted and tired-of-rains-family (Us).
This vacation was planned long back and thank God that this was planned, it was a good break from otherwise monotonous days and schedule (ya its just been a MONTH at work n already it feels like its a drag...gone are those days when there was so much to do and so little time and you breathed and lived in the office...and...I need to cut it short here).
Back to Goa, what made it all the more special was, it was Chiku's 4th Birthday. The gal has grown so much, and she was excited about it. Well, actually, she is always excited about everybody's birthday. Her Friends birthday(seems like there is somebody or the other celebrating their birthday everyday in the school), my birthday, amma's birthday, daddy's birthday, pappu's birthday and a huge excitement was for when Sunny was born.
Things we did in Goa - well actually the things the gals(me n Chiku) did in goa:
We danced, at some random songs that were played in the gaming area. We did that every single day. Everytime the music system wud go on, chiku would ask her new-found-friends to dance
We attended a cookery class. We attended vegetable carving, where chiku demanded that that sunflower out of carrots be handed over to her and the hostess sweetly looked at me and said it has to be kept near the swimming pool area, and where I was openly vocal that we shall flick the flower, if it comes to that.
Though it was nice n relaxing time for us (we decided not to venture out too much, since sunny is just 6 months) the best parts were:
When we went to the beach, benaulim is the most beautiful beach that I have seen till date. Clean and totally isolated from the commercial crowds. The clean beach and the chilled waters and the lovely sun setting was a picture-perfect view to just sit there n drink-in, breathe-in all the beauty. Thats the first time I saw chiku being absolutely quiet and enjoying the waves and the sand under her feet.
When we landed in the hotel restaurant and found out it was karaoke nite. I guess the only people excited in the room were YOURs truly. So Chiku n me sang a couple of songs
Phela nasha (the name of the movie is on the tip of my tongue but just not coming out)
Bhaag re mann (Movie Chameli)
and we sang a duet with the host 'Aaj kal tere mere pyaar ke charche har zubaan par'
I started to sing 'Phir chidi raat baat phulon ki' and found that it wasn't so easy to sing.
Chiku was obviously very happy to sing the song, so was I, I mean I thut I couldn't sing at all, but ya I believe I did a good job and since we got quite a round of applause(thats another thing that as we continued to sing the applaud just died down since we were the only ppl n singing and in the end our audience were Su n Sunny n the host n the waitors n chefs came out to hear). Since most of the time the mic was in my hand, once we went back to our dinning table chiku insisted she wanted to sing a song. Yup, she sang, You are my sunshine (but the damn mic wasn't working properly). And I thought that was the best song I heard. Once when everyone had left, Su decided to test his voice, and I was very surprised that it turned out to be super, he sang very well and ya next time su u can head to the mic without my prodding n threatening and calling u a bore.
We attended yoga, where chiku made a good attempt of enjoying and doing the surya namaskar by herself, and I was struggling to keep pace with the instructor and oggling at old ladies doing yoga with such vigor & zeal. Here I was huffing and puffing, and when the instructor said come on pep-up we will do the surya-namaskar one last time(that was only the 3rd time we were gonna do it), I thought he sent a sly smile across to me. Whatever!!! Hello!!! I just delivered(so what If Sunny is 6 months old). I am not venturing into my Gosh-I-need-to-lose-loads-of-weight.
We went to the beach and in the water, though chiku got bored once her friends(Ria and Meha) were going back to the hotel. But ya the time we spent there, I thought I saw a kind of peace n calm in her eyes.
Chiku made great friends with Ria n Meha, and their dad complimented chiku saying that "she is very social" (I must agree, she is).
Sunny, on the other hand was himself, the change of weather and location didn't do anything to him, anything nasty I meant. He was happy that he spent a whole lot of time with Daddy dearest. Oh ya, you could tell, he would call out to Su, if Su was arnd and had not picked him up within 5 secs of Sunny spotting him.
On our return, we met with 2 sets of people, one who were awed by the fact that we went out(rather dared to go) on a long vacation (7 nights and 8 days) with 2 kids and one that too 6 months only. Two, were the ones who were disappointed that we didn't go sight-seeing and go out partying and go out eating out. Well, neither of these guys matter, we had a good time as a family and thats that.
23 September, 2011
Excited
Super duper excited about so many things:
- Got my leave approved
- Going to Goa for a week
- Our first family trip, Su, Mu, Sunny n ME (I wish meme wud come too...but I think she needs to rest as much as she can)
- Chiku's birthday is coming up while we are in Goa...so need to do something special for her.
Yippeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!
Happens to me all the time...
Here I was religiously coming to work(but hving no work at all). Being sincere, in terms of staying at my desk for hours together, hoping, sooner or later, I would get work. And no work came my way. Infact, my seniors would cut the topics short just when they would know I was gonna start talking about work.
And now guess what?? Just when I decided to go on a holiday (for a week to Goa, ya I know I m gonna have a rocking time, thats if my babies let me) there has been buzz about projects coming in. People with similar profile as me are required. I just hope when I come back ONLY then they start taking people onboard and not before or during my vacation please. And I get some decent work.
And now guess what?? Just when I decided to go on a holiday (for a week to Goa, ya I know I m gonna have a rocking time, thats if my babies let me) there has been buzz about projects coming in. People with similar profile as me are required. I just hope when I come back ONLY then they start taking people onboard and not before or during my vacation please. And I get some decent work.
22 September, 2011
21 September, 2011
Silly
What do you do when you see a tall, ffffffffffaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrr, bald, lean, handsome dude walking like a Greek God, in your office premises, gives you a look ( a killer for that matter) and walks away into the office, whilst you are taking a walk(after lunch) with your friend????
Have you ever extended your walk and checked the elevator area, dude's not there, checked the staircase, found him, you walked up the stairs, pretending to tell your friend that your manager is in this building(instead of the other building where you sit) n you have come here to meet the manager?? And then seen the dude disappearing in the training room. Your friend says Trainee hai, and you say really???
Disappointing and so not fair, he is just a trainee and you a Veteran here.
Well, anklet and me did that today ;) followed a greek God, only to find he is a trainee here.
Have you ever extended your walk and checked the elevator area, dude's not there, checked the staircase, found him, you walked up the stairs, pretending to tell your friend that your manager is in this building(instead of the other building where you sit) n you have come here to meet the manager?? And then seen the dude disappearing in the training room. Your friend says Trainee hai, and you say really???
Disappointing and so not fair, he is just a trainee and you a Veteran here.
Well, anklet and me did that today ;) followed a greek God, only to find he is a trainee here.
20 September, 2011
25 minutes to go
nope not talking about the MLTR lyrics. (Though, on 2nd thoughts I have all but forgotten the lyrics, I should start listening to music) . Nothing to do with the song. Nothing to do with the number, but ya something to do with the time.
Mornings are such busy times, especially, when you have to catch the office bus, which seems to come a couple of minutes earlier, only when you are late.
Me, I always manage to leave the house at the nth hour, correction, nth SECONDS. Distance from home to the stop, about 2-3 kms. Time it takes to reach the stop, if you are a snail like me, then 45 mins of leisure walk or half an hour of fast walking(which includes few mins of leisure walking too), or 15 mins of jog(few mins of fast walking...and a whole load of splash of mirk on my outfit...ya its thanks to the muddy dirty road). The bus reaches the stop ideally by 8:02am give or take 3-4 mins. The ideal time to leave the house, one would say be 7:30 and what time do I leave???
Today I left the house at 7:45am. Yes, you heard me right, 7:45 am. If that was the time when I left the society it would still have been ok. And then I tried catching a rick, no luck. So I thought to myself, if I keep looking for easy options it wouldn't work, I challenged myself and sprinted (read - Jogged) away and guess wat??? the bus was on time 8:02 and I had reached a good 30 secs prior to that. Lucky Me. But then ofcourse thats ME!!!!
Mornings are such busy times, especially, when you have to catch the office bus, which seems to come a couple of minutes earlier, only when you are late.
Me, I always manage to leave the house at the nth hour, correction, nth SECONDS. Distance from home to the stop, about 2-3 kms. Time it takes to reach the stop, if you are a snail like me, then 45 mins of leisure walk or half an hour of fast walking(which includes few mins of leisure walking too), or 15 mins of jog(few mins of fast walking...and a whole load of splash of mirk on my outfit...ya its thanks to the muddy dirty road). The bus reaches the stop ideally by 8:02am give or take 3-4 mins. The ideal time to leave the house, one would say be 7:30 and what time do I leave???
Today I left the house at 7:45am. Yes, you heard me right, 7:45 am. If that was the time when I left the society it would still have been ok. And then I tried catching a rick, no luck. So I thought to myself, if I keep looking for easy options it wouldn't work, I challenged myself and sprinted (read - Jogged) away and guess wat??? the bus was on time 8:02 and I had reached a good 30 secs prior to that. Lucky Me. But then ofcourse thats ME!!!!
The hell...
Parents go thru ya...
20th Sept
Last weekend was very hectic, what with Su's cousin and her mum coming down to stay over for the night. I was happy in a way coz the cous and Mummu get along quite well (Cous is millions of lightyears elder to mummu, so don't get me wrong there). Mummu is totally smitten by the cous.
But yday a strange thing happened. Just when I was putting her to bed, mummu asked me:
Mummu : Mumma what is this?? (pointing at her belly)
Me : (these questions are tricky and sometimes I pause to see if she will selfanswer)What is what??
Mummu : look here na, what is this??
Me : Thats your tummy
Mummu : My belly. and Yes this is my belly button. Mumma when I become bbbbbbiiiiiiiiiggggggggg na one day, then baby will come in my tummy. Mumma when will baby come in my tummy???
Me stumped, no, wait, superstumped. I didn't know what to say. I thought it through and asked her "who told you that ?"
Mummu : Cous
Me stumped again. Who's the kid here??? Cous or mummu??? called up Cous threatened her (if u so much as breathe such things infront of my baby, all ur diamonds will belong to me and those 30-40 tolas of Gold you will hv to donate it to 'Mycharityfund')???
What should have I done (considering that I m so bad at taking suggestions)??
More than that, I was wondering, is it time already to talk about stuffs(birds n bees, no wait, about baby-birds and baby-bees)??? And who should I be having the talk with first the cous or mummu?? Should I discipline mummu??? For the time being, she wudn't utter this nonsense infront of me, but, I m sooooooo damn sure she will utter the same nonsense infront of Meme, and knowing Meme, by the time, I reach home(remember I have joined work so I leave at 7:30 in the morning and reach at 7:30 in the evening), I might find strawberries in place of meme's cheeks and meme rolling on the floor with laughter(God Knows what wud that do to Sunny???).
20th Sept
Last weekend was very hectic, what with Su's cousin and her mum coming down to stay over for the night. I was happy in a way coz the cous and Mummu get along quite well (Cous is millions of lightyears elder to mummu, so don't get me wrong there). Mummu is totally smitten by the cous.
But yday a strange thing happened. Just when I was putting her to bed, mummu asked me:
Mummu : Mumma what is this?? (pointing at her belly)
Me : (these questions are tricky and sometimes I pause to see if she will selfanswer)What is what??
Mummu : look here na, what is this??
Me : Thats your tummy
Mummu : My belly. and Yes this is my belly button. Mumma when I become bbbbbbiiiiiiiiiggggggggg na one day, then baby will come in my tummy. Mumma when will baby come in my tummy???
Me stumped, no, wait, superstumped. I didn't know what to say. I thought it through and asked her "who told you that ?"
Mummu : Cous
Me stumped again. Who's the kid here??? Cous or mummu??? called up Cous threatened her (if u so much as breathe such things infront of my baby, all ur diamonds will belong to me and those 30-40 tolas of Gold you will hv to donate it to 'Mycharityfund')???
What should have I done (considering that I m so bad at taking suggestions)??
More than that, I was wondering, is it time already to talk about stuffs(birds n bees, no wait, about baby-birds and baby-bees)??? And who should I be having the talk with first the cous or mummu?? Should I discipline mummu??? For the time being, she wudn't utter this nonsense infront of me, but, I m sooooooo damn sure she will utter the same nonsense infront of Meme, and knowing Meme, by the time, I reach home(remember I have joined work so I leave at 7:30 in the morning and reach at 7:30 in the evening), I might find strawberries in place of meme's cheeks and meme rolling on the floor with laughter(God Knows what wud that do to Sunny???).
19 September, 2011
Different
yet so similar...both these kids.
Sunny is 6 months old. And now he has decided to change his sleeping habits (Sighhhh!!!). If you know me, you know how painful that sigh is.
So now sunny wakes up as early (n i mean really early. IF YOU DON'T STOP THIS SUNNY, WAIT TILL U GROW UP BUDDY???), wants to be hugged and cuddled and wants u to play with him. Oh Jeez. I generally pat him to sleep, but then the poor boy won't sleep.
Just this morning he got up at 3am, played with me a little, but just wudn't stop crying. Somehow I put him back to sleep, n between crying and sleeping it was already 5 am.
I decided to give him his bottle of milk, and happily and with a cute smile dancing on his face he did pooh. After that he would just not let me be. I had to pick him up, soothe him, smile at him, put a bath, gave him a bottle of milk and after about almost an hour, he finally fell asleep. Phew. And then it was just time to get back to daily chores and get ready for work.
CHIKU -- when she was 6 months, would wake up early in the morning too, but I think around 6am, She would just want you to play with her, thats it. After about half n hour she would again fall off to sleep. There were days when we had to shake Chiku so vigorously to wake her up. Sigh!!!
Sunny is 6 months old. And now he has decided to change his sleeping habits (Sighhhh!!!). If you know me, you know how painful that sigh is.
So now sunny wakes up as early (n i mean really early. IF YOU DON'T STOP THIS SUNNY, WAIT TILL U GROW UP BUDDY???), wants to be hugged and cuddled and wants u to play with him. Oh Jeez. I generally pat him to sleep, but then the poor boy won't sleep.
Just this morning he got up at 3am, played with me a little, but just wudn't stop crying. Somehow I put him back to sleep, n between crying and sleeping it was already 5 am.
I decided to give him his bottle of milk, and happily and with a cute smile dancing on his face he did pooh. After that he would just not let me be. I had to pick him up, soothe him, smile at him, put a bath, gave him a bottle of milk and after about almost an hour, he finally fell asleep. Phew. And then it was just time to get back to daily chores and get ready for work.
CHIKU -- when she was 6 months, would wake up early in the morning too, but I think around 6am, She would just want you to play with her, thats it. After about half n hour she would again fall off to sleep. There were days when we had to shake Chiku so vigorously to wake her up. Sigh!!!
14 September, 2011
Some
matured and some sweet and some interesting and some just push the wrong buttons in me, but all in all these days, these lil boys and gals, surprise me to no extent. I love some and don't like some.
Here's a list of them whom I love and think very highly of:
Hitesh : A boy in standard 6th, same school as Chiku and goes in the same van as chiku. I think he is a sweet kid cos I have never seen him fighting and I have heard him say positive things. Like this one day, one of the kids threw his kerchief out of the van and by the time he realised the kerchief was gone, the van was good a km ahead. Still, he got down got the kerchief and asked the boy to throw it again. He saw it as a game and enjoyed it. When he was narrating this story to me, he said 'aunty that ways I did some jogging'. How sweet, Hitesh? thats what I said. He takes care of Chiku like a baby. Holds her hand, helps her to get into the van, sometimes when there is no place, he puts her on his lap.
Annie: A very charming dusky babe, studies in Standard 6th as well. Her ability to rationalise, analyse and explain is unbelievable. You know, they say, that some children are gifted they are such well speakers that you are mesmerised by them. When I was expecting Sunny boy, I don't remember Annie enquiring me about my tummy or the baby. But when she saw me with a lil baby, she promptly came to enquire about the baby, what is the baby, a boy or a girl? what do you plan to name him? infact, she asked me have you named him as yet? I said no. She said I thought so. Then she went on to tell me story about how when her brother was born, they named him after 40 days and in the church etc. She is the first one who jumps into to crack close any argument between small boys and girls, a perfect pacifier. Chiku loves to play with her and generally is soothed by her if she is crying while going to school.
Rishita: A very sweet gal, but then I dont' know much about her. But I just like her.
Bhumin: A standard 1 student and one of the very first friends of Chiku. He is smart and confident and can bore u death with his talks, sensible talks, but he is a chatter box. He is the self-proclaimed cousin brother of Chiku :)
Then there are other kids, Naomi - she too talks very well. She is the one who keeps telling me 'Aunty send na Chiku to my dance class, when I am going na I will take her along with me. I will hold her aunty and cross the road', Mahi - I shouldn't say I don't like the kid, but then her level of maturity is different, she is the one who went and told all the kids in our neighbours that I was pregnant and that after 9 months I will have a small baby, Raunak - our neighbour boy, sweet kid and a kid, now chiku ties rakhi to him, Aman - good looking dude, always busy in his plays, and adores Arushi. When Chiku was 3 years and would go down to play, he would tell everybody to speak to her in english, cos she wud only speak english, Pratishta - a chatter chatter box. But I love talking to her. She would enquire about everything and everyone, Aunty why Chiku didn't come today, why is her bus late? where is your driver?? where is the other aunty?? where is that dog going?? that aunty who comes to pick up chiku who is she???etc etc, Arya - Kid with the biggest soda glasses I have ever seen. He is the first to come home and play with Chiku all the time during summer vacation and Su just doesn't like the idea of boyz coming home. Shreya - the first one to invite chiku home to play, but I think her mum doesnt like it at all.
Then there are pests of the building Meet, Harsh, Veer who are just as badly behaved as one can be and who are forever fighting.
Here's a list of them whom I love and think very highly of:
Hitesh : A boy in standard 6th, same school as Chiku and goes in the same van as chiku. I think he is a sweet kid cos I have never seen him fighting and I have heard him say positive things. Like this one day, one of the kids threw his kerchief out of the van and by the time he realised the kerchief was gone, the van was good a km ahead. Still, he got down got the kerchief and asked the boy to throw it again. He saw it as a game and enjoyed it. When he was narrating this story to me, he said 'aunty that ways I did some jogging'. How sweet, Hitesh? thats what I said. He takes care of Chiku like a baby. Holds her hand, helps her to get into the van, sometimes when there is no place, he puts her on his lap.
Annie: A very charming dusky babe, studies in Standard 6th as well. Her ability to rationalise, analyse and explain is unbelievable. You know, they say, that some children are gifted they are such well speakers that you are mesmerised by them. When I was expecting Sunny boy, I don't remember Annie enquiring me about my tummy or the baby. But when she saw me with a lil baby, she promptly came to enquire about the baby, what is the baby, a boy or a girl? what do you plan to name him? infact, she asked me have you named him as yet? I said no. She said I thought so. Then she went on to tell me story about how when her brother was born, they named him after 40 days and in the church etc. She is the first one who jumps into to crack close any argument between small boys and girls, a perfect pacifier. Chiku loves to play with her and generally is soothed by her if she is crying while going to school.
Rishita: A very sweet gal, but then I dont' know much about her. But I just like her.
Bhumin: A standard 1 student and one of the very first friends of Chiku. He is smart and confident and can bore u death with his talks, sensible talks, but he is a chatter box. He is the self-proclaimed cousin brother of Chiku :)
Then there are other kids, Naomi - she too talks very well. She is the one who keeps telling me 'Aunty send na Chiku to my dance class, when I am going na I will take her along with me. I will hold her aunty and cross the road', Mahi - I shouldn't say I don't like the kid, but then her level of maturity is different, she is the one who went and told all the kids in our neighbours that I was pregnant and that after 9 months I will have a small baby, Raunak - our neighbour boy, sweet kid and a kid, now chiku ties rakhi to him, Aman - good looking dude, always busy in his plays, and adores Arushi. When Chiku was 3 years and would go down to play, he would tell everybody to speak to her in english, cos she wud only speak english, Pratishta - a chatter chatter box. But I love talking to her. She would enquire about everything and everyone, Aunty why Chiku didn't come today, why is her bus late? where is your driver?? where is the other aunty?? where is that dog going?? that aunty who comes to pick up chiku who is she???etc etc, Arya - Kid with the biggest soda glasses I have ever seen. He is the first to come home and play with Chiku all the time during summer vacation and Su just doesn't like the idea of boyz coming home. Shreya - the first one to invite chiku home to play, but I think her mum doesnt like it at all.
Then there are pests of the building Meet, Harsh, Veer who are just as badly behaved as one can be and who are forever fighting.
Blessings
This year can be conveniently marked as the year of GREAT H.E.L.P.
During my early days of pregnancy, friend from the society Aanchal, used to give me a lift till the office. She herself was pregnant so that was a blessing in disguise.
I didn't find a good gyneac closer to where I stay so in the early days of my pregnancy I decided to go to my earlier doctor. Her clinic is close to where I work. It was convenient to go for checkups from work. But as the days were closing in I grew more and more paranoid about delivering somewhere else. If not for friends like Anjie, I don't know what I would hv done.
Anjie came to visit me the day I was admitted and then the next day she got me b'fast. Shiny and her mum got me food, lunch n dinner and that too a complete meal. I am anyways a big fan of malayali food. The very next day, Lakesh got me food. And thats how I survived my 3-4 days in the hospital. The day we were relieved, Shiny's mum invited us for lunch and asked us to rest and leave in the evening.
And now that I have started work and can't wait with chiku till her school bus arrives, we have Hitesh the lil boy who comes in the morning to pick up chiku for school, we have Hitesh who comes in the evening to pick chiku for some fun n games n play.
Thank God for Friends and their help. Its a huge Blessing.
During my early days of pregnancy, friend from the society Aanchal, used to give me a lift till the office. She herself was pregnant so that was a blessing in disguise.
I didn't find a good gyneac closer to where I stay so in the early days of my pregnancy I decided to go to my earlier doctor. Her clinic is close to where I work. It was convenient to go for checkups from work. But as the days were closing in I grew more and more paranoid about delivering somewhere else. If not for friends like Anjie, I don't know what I would hv done.
Anjie came to visit me the day I was admitted and then the next day she got me b'fast. Shiny and her mum got me food, lunch n dinner and that too a complete meal. I am anyways a big fan of malayali food. The very next day, Lakesh got me food. And thats how I survived my 3-4 days in the hospital. The day we were relieved, Shiny's mum invited us for lunch and asked us to rest and leave in the evening.
And now that I have started work and can't wait with chiku till her school bus arrives, we have Hitesh the lil boy who comes in the morning to pick up chiku for school, we have Hitesh who comes in the evening to pick chiku for some fun n games n play.
Thank God for Friends and their help. Its a huge Blessing.
M.I.S.T.A.K.E.S
And I have been making mighty ones and countless of them.
Sept 13th, 2011
Came back from work exhausted. Was happy to see the kids happy. Just when I was in the lift, a lil boy told me 'Aunty I have just dropped Chiku home'. And I was so glad to hear that. Finally, she is making friends and going out to play on her own. I took lil sunny, and fed him. He threw up some milk. I went to get a mop. I was just cleaning, just before that I instructed Chiku, not to walk on the wet floor ( she is prone to falling on the floor all the time). She walked down, without bothering to see where she was going, picked up the glass that had fallen on the floor, just close to where I was cleaning. I got so angry, I gave her a spank.
She looked angrily at me and screamed: 'I was only picking up the glass'.
I didn't know what to say.
Sept 14th, 2011
Finished all the chores before time today. Decided to leave for the office bus a little early so that I don't have to run for it and in turn catch the bus sweating like a pig. As usual, I took chiku along with me to drop her off in the building corridor where her other friends gather(shall I say wait for her), and I left for my bus not before giving a peck on her cheeks and asking her to stay put. She in turn said: ' I also want to do it'. She gave me a peck too and hugged me and I waived her bye. About couple of hours after I reached office, mum called me and was scolding me for leaving chiku alone. She told me that there was nobody with her and she started to cry and she was walking here n there aimlessly. Fortunately, my brother went down to check on me instead found Chiku wandering about and crying her lungs out. I am sure she must have been so upset and sad and in her own words 'I was sooooooo alone'.
Dear Chiku
I am sorry, for yesterday and today, and for all the days that I have been unreasonable and lost my temper without understanding or realising what it would do to you.
I am sorry for making you upset and scolding you, even when I know that you are still a baby and I cannot and shouldnot expect you to act like a grown-up.
I am not a bad mother and I am trying really hard to change myself.
I will try harder to keep my temper in control and to ensure that you are alright at all times.
luv always,
Mumma
Sept 13th, 2011
Came back from work exhausted. Was happy to see the kids happy. Just when I was in the lift, a lil boy told me 'Aunty I have just dropped Chiku home'. And I was so glad to hear that. Finally, she is making friends and going out to play on her own. I took lil sunny, and fed him. He threw up some milk. I went to get a mop. I was just cleaning, just before that I instructed Chiku, not to walk on the wet floor ( she is prone to falling on the floor all the time). She walked down, without bothering to see where she was going, picked up the glass that had fallen on the floor, just close to where I was cleaning. I got so angry, I gave her a spank.
She looked angrily at me and screamed: 'I was only picking up the glass'.
I didn't know what to say.
Sept 14th, 2011
Finished all the chores before time today. Decided to leave for the office bus a little early so that I don't have to run for it and in turn catch the bus sweating like a pig. As usual, I took chiku along with me to drop her off in the building corridor where her other friends gather(shall I say wait for her), and I left for my bus not before giving a peck on her cheeks and asking her to stay put. She in turn said: ' I also want to do it'. She gave me a peck too and hugged me and I waived her bye. About couple of hours after I reached office, mum called me and was scolding me for leaving chiku alone. She told me that there was nobody with her and she started to cry and she was walking here n there aimlessly. Fortunately, my brother went down to check on me instead found Chiku wandering about and crying her lungs out. I am sure she must have been so upset and sad and in her own words 'I was sooooooo alone'.
Dear Chiku
I am sorry, for yesterday and today, and for all the days that I have been unreasonable and lost my temper without understanding or realising what it would do to you.
I am sorry for making you upset and scolding you, even when I know that you are still a baby and I cannot and shouldnot expect you to act like a grown-up.
I am not a bad mother and I am trying really hard to change myself.
I will try harder to keep my temper in control and to ensure that you are alright at all times.
luv always,
Mumma
Its NOT a Sin
(Pre-text : I have resumed work after a break of 6 months. Its been a week I have still not been given any work. So people are curious to know what am I upto when I am rattling away at my keyboard.)
Somebody (to be precise a Single unmarried gal in her late 20s) asked me
LS : So what are you upto? Any project?
Me : Nah, none. U know how it is out here ya?? Its just been a week for me, how will they give me work whilst people are waiting for ages now.
LS : So how do you spend time?
ME : I keep writing something or the other or reading.
LS : What are u reading??
ME : BLOGS
LS : Any interesting blogs
ME : Yup. Baking blogs and cooking blogs and mommie blogs.
LS : oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh OMG. These are not my types
ME : Yup. They are my types not yours. But wait for sometime and you will be on my side of the world, and then we shall compare some notes about food and children and rashes and diapers and growing up.
'So what' I ask. I don't have to feel guilty about what I am doing, don't make me feel that way!!!
I am a mom of 2 and I have my interests in place.
I love to cook.
I love to bake.
And reading what other mommies are doing in their world is not a SIN.
Trying to be a good mother is not a SIN.
Growing up from being a party-goer to a mummy-dearest is not a SIN.
Somebody (to be precise a Single unmarried gal in her late 20s) asked me
LS : So what are you upto? Any project?
Me : Nah, none. U know how it is out here ya?? Its just been a week for me, how will they give me work whilst people are waiting for ages now.
LS : So how do you spend time?
ME : I keep writing something or the other or reading.
LS : What are u reading??
ME : BLOGS
LS : Any interesting blogs
ME : Yup. Baking blogs and cooking blogs and mommie blogs.
LS : oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh OMG. These are not my types
ME : Yup. They are my types not yours. But wait for sometime and you will be on my side of the world, and then we shall compare some notes about food and children and rashes and diapers and growing up.
'So what' I ask. I don't have to feel guilty about what I am doing, don't make me feel that way!!!
I am a mom of 2 and I have my interests in place.
I love to cook.
I love to bake.
And reading what other mommies are doing in their world is not a SIN.
Trying to be a good mother is not a SIN.
Growing up from being a party-goer to a mummy-dearest is not a SIN.
13 September, 2011
September
Chiku's and meme's birthday month. Chiku is going to turn 4 years soon and meme is always gonna be 35 years :) (ever-green).
Things that chiku says and does has to be a separate post (cos the list is very long).
Things that Chiku and Meme do together are here.
ACT 1:
Meme : 'तुमहरा नाम क्या है?'
चीकू : 'मेरा नाम डोरेमोन है।' और तुम्हारा नाम क्या है?
मेमे : 'मेरा नाम नोबिता है'
This goes on forever
ACT 2:
चीकू : 'अम्मा तुम आंटी हो और मैं डॉक्टर हूँ '
मेमे : ओके बाबु डॉक्टर डॉक्टर मुझे चेक करओ मैं बीमार हूँ
चीकू : क्या हुआ आंटी तुम को tउम कों बुखार है, पेट दुःख रहा है
मेमे : हाँ डॉक्टर
चीकू : एक इन्जेक्तिओन दूं क्या?
मेमे : नहीं नहीं डॉक्टर मुझे डर लगेगा न
and chiku pretends as if she is giving injection and meme pretends as if she is hurting n cries and chiku gives a big roar of laughter.
ACT 3:
Meme makes knocking sound.
Chiku : Whose that Amma?
Meme : Bui baba
Chiku : What bui baba do's
Meme : Bui baba is saying 'Aunty, Chiku hai kya??? main usko kachi kachi karunga' (as in i will bite her)
Chiku : No no amma, bui baba will kachi kachi u
ACT 4:
Chiku taking the pencil box in her hand and pretending its a mike and asking amma to speak in it.
Meme : Namaskar. Main airindia ki airhostess bol rahi hoon. Sab ka swagat hai. Aur sab baith jayiye. Aur apni peti bandh lijiye.
And then both burst out laughing.
I think and I strongly believe my mum entertains Chiku more than I do. I am forever disciplining her.
ACT 5: (this is as latest as yesterday 13/09/2011)
Chiku roaming around with her dark glasses. She looks really pretty with her glasses on. Then she made meme wear them.
Meme, after wearing them, pulled a lil lower so that chiku cud see her eyes.
Meme : मैं कौन हूँ
चीकू : तुम कौन हो
मेमे : मैं डाकू हूँ
चीकू : तुम डाकू हों!!!
मेमे : हाँ मैं डाकू हूं हा हा हा
Chiku : What daaku dos??
Meme : ahhhhhhhhh...(surprised!! what to say next)
So instead she laughs out loud. Then they both laugh.
Things that chiku says and does has to be a separate post (cos the list is very long).
Things that Chiku and Meme do together are here.
ACT 1:
Meme : 'तुमहरा नाम क्या है?'
चीकू : 'मेरा नाम डोरेमोन है।' और तुम्हारा नाम क्या है?
मेमे : 'मेरा नाम नोबिता है'
This goes on forever
ACT 2:
चीकू : 'अम्मा तुम आंटी हो और मैं डॉक्टर हूँ '
मेमे : ओके बाबु डॉक्टर डॉक्टर मुझे चेक करओ मैं बीमार हूँ
चीकू : क्या हुआ आंटी तुम को tउम कों बुखार है, पेट दुःख रहा है
मेमे : हाँ डॉक्टर
चीकू : एक इन्जेक्तिओन दूं क्या?
मेमे : नहीं नहीं डॉक्टर मुझे डर लगेगा न
and chiku pretends as if she is giving injection and meme pretends as if she is hurting n cries and chiku gives a big roar of laughter.
ACT 3:
Meme makes knocking sound.
Chiku : Whose that Amma?
Meme : Bui baba
Chiku : What bui baba do's
Meme : Bui baba is saying 'Aunty, Chiku hai kya??? main usko kachi kachi karunga' (as in i will bite her)
Chiku : No no amma, bui baba will kachi kachi u
ACT 4:
Chiku taking the pencil box in her hand and pretending its a mike and asking amma to speak in it.
Meme : Namaskar. Main airindia ki airhostess bol rahi hoon. Sab ka swagat hai. Aur sab baith jayiye. Aur apni peti bandh lijiye.
And then both burst out laughing.
I think and I strongly believe my mum entertains Chiku more than I do. I am forever disciplining her.
ACT 5: (this is as latest as yesterday 13/09/2011)
Chiku roaming around with her dark glasses. She looks really pretty with her glasses on. Then she made meme wear them.
Meme, after wearing them, pulled a lil lower so that chiku cud see her eyes.
Meme : मैं कौन हूँ
चीकू : तुम कौन हो
मेमे : मैं डाकू हूँ
चीकू : तुम डाकू हों!!!
मेमे : हाँ मैं डाकू हूं हा हा हा
Chiku : What daaku dos??
Meme : ahhhhhhhhh...(surprised!! what to say next)
So instead she laughs out loud. Then they both laugh.
Bond
Chiku was very touchy when I was expecting sunny. Here I was 6 months pregnant and my daughter requesting me to pick her up. Poor kid, she was just 3 years old, we had just celebrated her b'day. I didn't know how big she had grown till I picked her up. Her legs were dwindling on my 'sunny-filled' tummy. We were quite skeptical as to how this child will react to the new sibling. Sibling rivalry was penetrating so strongly out of the clouds.
But its so different now. Today, though Chiku might have tears in her eyes, but if Sunny is crying, she affectionately calls out to him and pacifies him.
Just this morning she was making him laugh and run. Now that he can crawl faster, Chiku was running from one end to another, she was challenging sunny to follow suit. Sunny was making attempts to follow her, but he would be half way through by the time she reaches the other end.
If sunny got stuck, while trying to turn cos of cushions around him, she would hold him and help him to turn, or while he is sleeping she would put cushions all arnd him so as to prevent him from falling.
The fan following is mutual. Sunny is equally smitten by things Chiku does. He watches her smile, watches her closely when she is talking, keeps staring at her when she is dancing or studying or writing or reading or playing with her toys or just lying down, tries to reach her whenever she is moving from one place to another. So smitten that he has picked up her habit of sucking his fingers, chiku sucks 2 fingers from her right hand and sunny sucks just the index finger from his left hand.
I hope they bond as they grow and bond well, become friends for life, like I have my brothers and sister.
But its so different now. Today, though Chiku might have tears in her eyes, but if Sunny is crying, she affectionately calls out to him and pacifies him.
Just this morning she was making him laugh and run. Now that he can crawl faster, Chiku was running from one end to another, she was challenging sunny to follow suit. Sunny was making attempts to follow her, but he would be half way through by the time she reaches the other end.
If sunny got stuck, while trying to turn cos of cushions around him, she would hold him and help him to turn, or while he is sleeping she would put cushions all arnd him so as to prevent him from falling.
The fan following is mutual. Sunny is equally smitten by things Chiku does. He watches her smile, watches her closely when she is talking, keeps staring at her when she is dancing or studying or writing or reading or playing with her toys or just lying down, tries to reach her whenever she is moving from one place to another. So smitten that he has picked up her habit of sucking his fingers, chiku sucks 2 fingers from her right hand and sunny sucks just the index finger from his left hand.
I hope they bond as they grow and bond well, become friends for life, like I have my brothers and sister.
Here comes...
Sunny...
He is going to be 6 months in a couple of days. Time as usual flew out of the window. From the time he wailed his lungs out, nights together, to today when he smiles at me when I talk to him, its just fascinating to see him grow so quickly and I still marvel at the discovery of new things about him, about me and everything about children, in general.
I am just reliving the day. March 12th was the date given for Sunny boy to arrive, when we went for checkup(one of the very few checkups that Su came for unlike during Mummu;s time when he was around all the time) the doctor was like its still not time, but yes anytime the baby should arrive. We were getting a lil agitated cos the doc kept saying 'not yet' for the next couple of days and kept saying that 'you should shift to vashi least there should be an emergency'.
And I was just not ready to park myself at anjies place least it should be incovenient for everybody. Finally on March 18th the doc was like, oh you are ready, if we induce you the baby should be delivered by end of the day.
Su, was so happy to hear that and he readily sided with the doc. We went for a quick lunch and in the meantime called up Amma, Chiku didi, Mama, Anne(tte mummy), Anklets, Anjie to tell them that the time has arrived. Went back to the hospital and on the way I became quiet. Su thought I was scared. WEll, I was actually recounting the previous incident of labour induction, and the process that went alongside it. WEll, honestly, I was recounting all the 'painful' times and trying to revise the breathing exercises. We reached the hospital at 4pm, after the first few painful processes, the nurse for a change advised me to walk as fast and as much as I can(which wasn't the case last time around. Mummu's time she just wudnt let me get up from the bed). Till 7 pm, the contractions were quite feeble n bearable and thankfully the hip exercises were relieving me of pain.
Anjie, came to visit me(that was very sweet) and whilst we were having a conversation(she asked me my age), I got a contraction. I don't know which one was more painful the contraction or the age question ;) . Anjie quickly decided to leave. It was 8 pm and the nurse again came to check. No progress. At this point, she made a general announcement that the baby will arrive only tomorrow. The maushi's were getting ready to leave for home. The other nurse had relaxed and ordered for some food and the doctor was informed. I was disappointed. To me it meant enduring the pain through out the night and being very tired on the baby's arrival.
But things were soon to be changed. 9pm everything changed. The nurse checked and was hurrying me to get up and start walking to the operation theatre. Mind you I walked to the OT(it was actually 10 steps away but I did walk. Mummu's time I have no memories of how I reached OT). Infact this time I walked on my own, from my room to the entrance of the OT and just when I was struggling with the door, the nurse shouted at the maushi to say 'how can you not help the patient?'. Once inside there was a big surprise for me. The OT was not ready, assuming the baby was only gonna arrive the next morning, nobody made any preparations. With the nurses shouting n abusing, I realised that the baby was gonna come out any min. The nurse was giving instructions to everyone, including me. Yes I was instructed to walk till the Operation table n lie down. I tried once, but the contraction was so sharp that I went and stood which felt much better. Nurse yelled at the maushi "put the patient on the table". There I was, literally pushed with a loud thud and the nurse got angry again "down throw her, I asked you to put the patient".
Between 9:15 to 10:04 all hell broke loose:
1. Doctor walked in, found the maushi's were not appropriately dressed ( as in no slippers, no cover on their head, hair flowing long) for the surgery/delivery, she refused to change into her own operation gown.
2. Maushis were standing aimlessly and were not understanding simple instructions given to them.
3. The nurse was not sure if anethesist could make it, since she had said she will be out of town.
4. The IV that was on my left hand had slipped off and veins had swelled up and were bleeding. I brought this to the nurses attention and no matter how much she would try the I.V wud come off.
5. I started to push and the nurse kept shouting at me 'not now'. Just breathe and relax. Cos the doc was not Ready.
6. The nurse and doc were having conversation, I had crams in my leg and I had no place to keep my feet, so I decided to take liberties, one feet on the nurses tummy n one feet on the docs tummy.
Finally, everything fell in place. The nurse, doctors and maushis all were ready and were encouraging me to push. The first time, I pushed only during half the contraction. Second time, I pushed, felt better and third time I felt the melon coming out. I knew I had a baby boy(the way the doctor was holding the baby, the bump was facing me :) so you see I knew).
I checked the time 10:02 pm(I was like if they forget to note the time like they did during Mummu, then???).
Before passing out, the doctor asked me do you know wat you hv got(unlike the last time, when the doc remembered only after good 45 mins to let me know that I have a Girl now)?
I smiled and said 'Yes, a Boy'.
Sunny boy finally arrived.
He is going to be 6 months in a couple of days. Time as usual flew out of the window. From the time he wailed his lungs out, nights together, to today when he smiles at me when I talk to him, its just fascinating to see him grow so quickly and I still marvel at the discovery of new things about him, about me and everything about children, in general.
I am just reliving the day. March 12th was the date given for Sunny boy to arrive, when we went for checkup(one of the very few checkups that Su came for unlike during Mummu;s time when he was around all the time) the doctor was like its still not time, but yes anytime the baby should arrive. We were getting a lil agitated cos the doc kept saying 'not yet' for the next couple of days and kept saying that 'you should shift to vashi least there should be an emergency'.
And I was just not ready to park myself at anjies place least it should be incovenient for everybody. Finally on March 18th the doc was like, oh you are ready, if we induce you the baby should be delivered by end of the day.
Su, was so happy to hear that and he readily sided with the doc. We went for a quick lunch and in the meantime called up Amma, Chiku didi, Mama, Anne(tte mummy), Anklets, Anjie to tell them that the time has arrived. Went back to the hospital and on the way I became quiet. Su thought I was scared. WEll, I was actually recounting the previous incident of labour induction, and the process that went alongside it. WEll, honestly, I was recounting all the 'painful' times and trying to revise the breathing exercises. We reached the hospital at 4pm, after the first few painful processes, the nurse for a change advised me to walk as fast and as much as I can(which wasn't the case last time around. Mummu's time she just wudnt let me get up from the bed). Till 7 pm, the contractions were quite feeble n bearable and thankfully the hip exercises were relieving me of pain.
Anjie, came to visit me(that was very sweet) and whilst we were having a conversation(she asked me my age), I got a contraction. I don't know which one was more painful the contraction or the age question ;) . Anjie quickly decided to leave. It was 8 pm and the nurse again came to check. No progress. At this point, she made a general announcement that the baby will arrive only tomorrow. The maushi's were getting ready to leave for home. The other nurse had relaxed and ordered for some food and the doctor was informed. I was disappointed. To me it meant enduring the pain through out the night and being very tired on the baby's arrival.
But things were soon to be changed. 9pm everything changed. The nurse checked and was hurrying me to get up and start walking to the operation theatre. Mind you I walked to the OT(it was actually 10 steps away but I did walk. Mummu's time I have no memories of how I reached OT). Infact this time I walked on my own, from my room to the entrance of the OT and just when I was struggling with the door, the nurse shouted at the maushi to say 'how can you not help the patient?'. Once inside there was a big surprise for me. The OT was not ready, assuming the baby was only gonna arrive the next morning, nobody made any preparations. With the nurses shouting n abusing, I realised that the baby was gonna come out any min. The nurse was giving instructions to everyone, including me. Yes I was instructed to walk till the Operation table n lie down. I tried once, but the contraction was so sharp that I went and stood which felt much better. Nurse yelled at the maushi "put the patient on the table". There I was, literally pushed with a loud thud and the nurse got angry again "down throw her, I asked you to put the patient".
Between 9:15 to 10:04 all hell broke loose:
1. Doctor walked in, found the maushi's were not appropriately dressed ( as in no slippers, no cover on their head, hair flowing long) for the surgery/delivery, she refused to change into her own operation gown.
2. Maushis were standing aimlessly and were not understanding simple instructions given to them.
3. The nurse was not sure if anethesist could make it, since she had said she will be out of town.
4. The IV that was on my left hand had slipped off and veins had swelled up and were bleeding. I brought this to the nurses attention and no matter how much she would try the I.V wud come off.
5. I started to push and the nurse kept shouting at me 'not now'. Just breathe and relax. Cos the doc was not Ready.
6. The nurse and doc were having conversation, I had crams in my leg and I had no place to keep my feet, so I decided to take liberties, one feet on the nurses tummy n one feet on the docs tummy.
Finally, everything fell in place. The nurse, doctors and maushis all were ready and were encouraging me to push. The first time, I pushed only during half the contraction. Second time, I pushed, felt better and third time I felt the melon coming out. I knew I had a baby boy(the way the doctor was holding the baby, the bump was facing me :) so you see I knew).
I checked the time 10:02 pm(I was like if they forget to note the time like they did during Mummu, then???).
Before passing out, the doctor asked me do you know wat you hv got(unlike the last time, when the doc remembered only after good 45 mins to let me know that I have a Girl now)?
I smiled and said 'Yes, a Boy'.
Sunny boy finally arrived.
Expressions
As the time is flying by, mummu is filling my days with loads of dialogues followed by some cute expressions and gestures.
Scene 1:
I m seated on the sofa, watching (gaping) at my fav soap opera. Mummu, is playing and all of a sudden she runs to meme's room, picks something up, runs back to me. Kneels on one knee(a typical proposing pose) infront of the sofa where I am seated. There is a plastic flower in her hand. She poses as if to give the flower to me, calls me, smiles and says
'Mumma, yeh tumhare liye'
(Mumma this is for you)
Scene 2:
This Mummu generally does when I m really upset with her and she knows that if she upsets me more I m gonna scold her. She hugs me and says
'Mumma, main tum se pyaar karti hoon. Mumma I love you so much'
Scene 1:
I m seated on the sofa, watching (gaping) at my fav soap opera. Mummu, is playing and all of a sudden she runs to meme's room, picks something up, runs back to me. Kneels on one knee(a typical proposing pose) infront of the sofa where I am seated. There is a plastic flower in her hand. She poses as if to give the flower to me, calls me, smiles and says
'Mumma, yeh tumhare liye'
(Mumma this is for you)
Scene 2:
This Mummu generally does when I m really upset with her and she knows that if she upsets me more I m gonna scold her. She hugs me and says
'Mumma, main tum se pyaar karti hoon. Mumma I love you so much'
Dialogues
At a friends wedding:
Mummu always has been the types, when she sees people her own age she wud just run to them. We had been to a friends wedding in March, and luckily I was happy to see another gal (the Grooms niece, almost same age as Mummu) there. I was closely watching them. There was this girl AM, Mummu and another boy of the same age. In their playful activities, they had thrown the bride n groom off and occupied the sofa kept on the stage. Before mummu joined the gang, AM and the Boy, xyz, were happily running around. Once mummu joined, xyz started playing with her and wasn't following AM when she continued to run here and there. This I think bugged AM a lot, she called out for the boy. The boy meekly followed her, while AM pointed a strict finger at Mummu and said something, which seemed like ' u better stay here n don't follow us'. While AM and Xyz took one round of the reception hall, mummu waited patiently on the sofa. Xyz came back to her once he finished his running arnd and started playing again. AM called him the 2nd time for another round, the boy meekly followed her, while again Mummu was instructed to strictly sit where she was (atleast from a distant it seemed that way). AM and xyz ran and xyz again came back to mummu. The Third time, before AM called xyz to play with her, she shouted at mummu and I could clearly hear her say 'Don't play with us, sit here'. Mummu was burning with fury. I was on my marks, I handed Sunny to mum and was adjusting my sandal.
With the biggest tears in her eyes, she slid down from the sofa, kept both the hands on the sofa behind her back, and to the trailing figure of AM she shouted something.
When I heard that, I broke into a laugh and a sprint at the same time. Grabbed her, brought her back to where we were seated and cuddled her, told her not to cry and asked her what did AM tell you
Mummu : ' Mumma she told me, you don't play'
ME : ' what did you say?'
Mummu with tears still rolling out of her eyes and a big smile (as if she won the battle with that just one word) : ' I said Kuttey' (kuttey as in dog).
How could you not laugh at such a sweet thing. I, ofcourse, disciplined her later once we got back home, no point scolding the child, when she was so upset.
Mummu always has been the types, when she sees people her own age she wud just run to them. We had been to a friends wedding in March, and luckily I was happy to see another gal (the Grooms niece, almost same age as Mummu) there. I was closely watching them. There was this girl AM, Mummu and another boy of the same age. In their playful activities, they had thrown the bride n groom off and occupied the sofa kept on the stage. Before mummu joined the gang, AM and the Boy, xyz, were happily running around. Once mummu joined, xyz started playing with her and wasn't following AM when she continued to run here and there. This I think bugged AM a lot, she called out for the boy. The boy meekly followed her, while AM pointed a strict finger at Mummu and said something, which seemed like ' u better stay here n don't follow us'. While AM and Xyz took one round of the reception hall, mummu waited patiently on the sofa. Xyz came back to her once he finished his running arnd and started playing again. AM called him the 2nd time for another round, the boy meekly followed her, while again Mummu was instructed to strictly sit where she was (atleast from a distant it seemed that way). AM and xyz ran and xyz again came back to mummu. The Third time, before AM called xyz to play with her, she shouted at mummu and I could clearly hear her say 'Don't play with us, sit here'. Mummu was burning with fury. I was on my marks, I handed Sunny to mum and was adjusting my sandal.
With the biggest tears in her eyes, she slid down from the sofa, kept both the hands on the sofa behind her back, and to the trailing figure of AM she shouted something.
When I heard that, I broke into a laugh and a sprint at the same time. Grabbed her, brought her back to where we were seated and cuddled her, told her not to cry and asked her what did AM tell you
Mummu : ' Mumma she told me, you don't play'
ME : ' what did you say?'
Mummu with tears still rolling out of her eyes and a big smile (as if she won the battle with that just one word) : ' I said Kuttey' (kuttey as in dog).
How could you not laugh at such a sweet thing. I, ofcourse, disciplined her later once we got back home, no point scolding the child, when she was so upset.
F.E.A.R.s (August 11)
The latest addition to my list of fears:
1. PTM
2. Mummu
Fears of PTM's , I thought I had overcome, what with Mummu's eurokids teachers giving a good review everytime we went there. I never thought, dreamt it would come back to scare me again, and it did. Honestly, I had all but forgotten about it, when the circular came from her new school, the fear just came back to me, followed by sleepless nights. In the end, PTM was postponed to another month. Sighhhhhhhhhh, Phew, Relief.
In the meantime, there was the Independence day celebration, and I was hoping it would be a school event. Well, it was a class event, supposed to start at 8:30 and it did start, we reached at 9 am. We actually entered towards fag end of a performance, infact the only performance that was organised(and if the teachers are listening, please, I cannot write my remarks based on just one performance when the music player was getting stuck every 5 seconds and the children didn't know what to do. Plus, whatever comments I have written down its for the childrens performance and not really for what the teachers taught).
When we entered, the last piece of music(title song from 'Chak de') was playing, Mummu without any hestitation just joined the gang and started dancing, we were so happy to see that there was absolutely no hesitation.
After the performance, we asked her who are your friends? She pointed at them from far, named them, but just didn't go to anybody despite the fact that half the children were calling out to her. This made me upset, but I am assuming cos sunny was also with us, she was more interested in coming back n playing with Sunny than her school friends(keeping my fingers crossed).
WE were more interested in knowing few kids, especially the ones who Mummu was complaining about that they beat her, pinch her or push her(wait till I find them grrrrrr!!!Wat I m protective about my kid, so wat???). Thankfully, none of those guys had turned up(thankful for them).
A typical conversation after she is back from school:
Mummu : 'Mumma today na that big boy pushed me'
'Mumma today na that big boy na took my chair'
'Mumma today na that big boy scratched me'
Me : 'So what did you do?'
Mummu : ' I na told teacher, teacher teacher this boy beat me.'
Me : ' Did you beat him back?'
Mummu : 'no mumma, I am so small na.'
While this made me smile and I am so glad that she doesn't resort to any kind of violence, I worry about her, I do not want her to be pushed or beaten ever.
1. PTM
2. Mummu
Fears of PTM's , I thought I had overcome, what with Mummu's eurokids teachers giving a good review everytime we went there. I never thought, dreamt it would come back to scare me again, and it did. Honestly, I had all but forgotten about it, when the circular came from her new school, the fear just came back to me, followed by sleepless nights. In the end, PTM was postponed to another month. Sighhhhhhhhhh, Phew, Relief.
In the meantime, there was the Independence day celebration, and I was hoping it would be a school event. Well, it was a class event, supposed to start at 8:30 and it did start, we reached at 9 am. We actually entered towards fag end of a performance, infact the only performance that was organised(and if the teachers are listening, please, I cannot write my remarks based on just one performance when the music player was getting stuck every 5 seconds and the children didn't know what to do. Plus, whatever comments I have written down its for the childrens performance and not really for what the teachers taught).
When we entered, the last piece of music(title song from 'Chak de') was playing, Mummu without any hestitation just joined the gang and started dancing, we were so happy to see that there was absolutely no hesitation.
After the performance, we asked her who are your friends? She pointed at them from far, named them, but just didn't go to anybody despite the fact that half the children were calling out to her. This made me upset, but I am assuming cos sunny was also with us, she was more interested in coming back n playing with Sunny than her school friends(keeping my fingers crossed).
WE were more interested in knowing few kids, especially the ones who Mummu was complaining about that they beat her, pinch her or push her(wait till I find them grrrrrr!!!Wat I m protective about my kid, so wat???). Thankfully, none of those guys had turned up(thankful for them).
A typical conversation after she is back from school:
Mummu : 'Mumma today na that big boy pushed me'
'Mumma today na that big boy na took my chair'
'Mumma today na that big boy scratched me'
Me : 'So what did you do?'
Mummu : ' I na told teacher, teacher teacher this boy beat me.'
Me : ' Did you beat him back?'
Mummu : 'no mumma, I am so small na.'
While this made me smile and I am so glad that she doesn't resort to any kind of violence, I worry about her, I do not want her to be pushed or beaten ever.
12 September, 2011
First day @work
and back home.
Yup m back @work, after exactly 6 months of leave(what Leave??? Maternity leave !!! ofcourse). Well actually a lil short of 6months. But thats not important. How do I feel?? Nothing new. Felt like I had never left the place. Felt like I was always working. Staying at home was way hectic than coming to work. I had b'fast and lunch on time and in peace with Anjie and Anklets (not a peaceful thing at home). I joined on Monday, so that meant both Su n Me had to leave from home, and that neither of us would be arnd the kids for the entire day. I would atleast return late in the evening but Su wud come only on Friday. So the kids were at Meme's place.
The highlight of the day was NOT being in the office n surviving (that was easy!!!) it was getting back home. The festival of Ganpati had already started and it was just the 3 days so loads of processions on the road and just when we were reaching the destination a huge procession just blocked us for a quite 15 mins or so. AFter I reached home( a lil later than the usual 7:30), both Mummu n Sunny jumped with excitement. Sunny was pulling himself off Meme's grip and Mummu she was one who ran and opened the door for me. While Cuddling and playing with both of them,
Mummu asked : 'Mumma, where have u been?'
Me : 'Office baba. Remember I told u in the morning that I hv to go to work and I will now meet u only in the evening'
Mummu : 'Mumma why do u have to go to office'
Me : ' Cos mumma has work na and how will she get money then if she doesn't go to work( :) some facts of life can't be hidden )'?
Mummu : 'but why do u hv to leave me and go?'
Me : 'Cos there is work na baba. Why do you ask?'
Mummu : 'Cos mumma when you go office na, (crossing her arms infront of her chest)then I was so alone' (gave a sad smile)
ME, I just bursted out laughing. Don't know where she learnt that from. These days I don't know whats the next thing she will say.
Yup m back @work, after exactly 6 months of leave(what Leave??? Maternity leave !!! ofcourse). Well actually a lil short of 6months. But thats not important. How do I feel?? Nothing new. Felt like I had never left the place. Felt like I was always working. Staying at home was way hectic than coming to work. I had b'fast and lunch on time and in peace with Anjie and Anklets (not a peaceful thing at home). I joined on Monday, so that meant both Su n Me had to leave from home, and that neither of us would be arnd the kids for the entire day. I would atleast return late in the evening but Su wud come only on Friday. So the kids were at Meme's place.
The highlight of the day was NOT being in the office n surviving (that was easy!!!) it was getting back home. The festival of Ganpati had already started and it was just the 3 days so loads of processions on the road and just when we were reaching the destination a huge procession just blocked us for a quite 15 mins or so. AFter I reached home( a lil later than the usual 7:30), both Mummu n Sunny jumped with excitement. Sunny was pulling himself off Meme's grip and Mummu she was one who ran and opened the door for me. While Cuddling and playing with both of them,
Mummu asked : 'Mumma, where have u been?'
Me : 'Office baba. Remember I told u in the morning that I hv to go to work and I will now meet u only in the evening'
Mummu : 'Mumma why do u have to go to office'
Me : ' Cos mumma has work na and how will she get money then if she doesn't go to work( :) some facts of life can't be hidden )'?
Mummu : 'but why do u hv to leave me and go?'
Me : 'Cos there is work na baba. Why do you ask?'
Mummu : 'Cos mumma when you go office na, (crossing her arms infront of her chest)then I was so alone' (gave a sad smile)
ME, I just bursted out laughing. Don't know where she learnt that from. These days I don't know whats the next thing she will say.
Faith
hits technology, or technology hits faith. Don't know which one is this?
Yesterday, on my way back from work, I saw a small place(my eyes hv never travelled there), where there were hounds of people gathered and listening to some guruji's speech. There was still a thin stream of ppl flowing into this gathering.
What probably shocked me was this group of people were meticulously seated and in complete silence infront of a 40" flatscreen(I think it was bigger than 40") . I could clearly see the baba on the TV. Wow, technology has reached far n wide.
Yesterday, on my way back from work, I saw a small place(my eyes hv never travelled there), where there were hounds of people gathered and listening to some guruji's speech. There was still a thin stream of ppl flowing into this gathering.
What probably shocked me was this group of people were meticulously seated and in complete silence infront of a 40" flatscreen(I think it was bigger than 40") . I could clearly see the baba on the TV. Wow, technology has reached far n wide.
28 February, 2011
4th last day
at work, before I go off on yet another Maternity leave :)
Things that I did or happened to me today:
1. I woke up at 3am, couldn't sleep, so in turn woke up mummu made her drink water and put her back to sleep (well, super-mom that I am ;) I assumed if I was thirsty the kid must be equally parched). Couldn't sleep after that, so went about doing chores like folding clothes, arranging the wardrobe, finding odd baby clothes like few caps, some dupattas that will be useful in wrapping the baby. Completed the task and went promptly back to bed at 5 am completely exhausted.
2. Whilst waiting for a colleague to join me in our noble car-pooling exercise to reach office(I hate waiting, especially, if I have to wait for my driver, colleagues or some other people I am least bonded with) I ended up chit-chatting with 6 year old Pratishtha and answering her boundless questions amongst the many some were, Why are you late? why is the other aunty late? was Her baby crying? Is she going to go with you in your card? I don't know when my exams are but I will pass and go to std 3, Where is your daughter? has she gone to school? was she late? My bus comes quite late these days etc etc. Oh jezz, this gal talks a lot.
3. I just came to know one of the very few good looking guys Rohit Loke, has quit its his last day today. How sad !!!
4. As I entered my floor and swiped my card, I had my previous project GSM opening the door for me, and greeting me so sweetly 'a very Good morning'. Thats a complete surprise!!!(sign of a disaster)
5. I got chiku's name logged onto a new beta site for kids called thefungle.com seems to be like a cool site
6. Came back from an hour long lunch that too at the canteen (quite an achievement, but ya somedays ur just plain lucky that you have so much to talk about)
7. Got Prompt approvals for my M leave (quite surprising!!! ya somedays people have nothing else to do ;) )
Things that I did or happened to me today:
1. I woke up at 3am, couldn't sleep, so in turn woke up mummu made her drink water and put her back to sleep (well, super-mom that I am ;) I assumed if I was thirsty the kid must be equally parched). Couldn't sleep after that, so went about doing chores like folding clothes, arranging the wardrobe, finding odd baby clothes like few caps, some dupattas that will be useful in wrapping the baby. Completed the task and went promptly back to bed at 5 am completely exhausted.
2. Whilst waiting for a colleague to join me in our noble car-pooling exercise to reach office(I hate waiting, especially, if I have to wait for my driver, colleagues or some other people I am least bonded with) I ended up chit-chatting with 6 year old Pratishtha and answering her boundless questions amongst the many some were, Why are you late? why is the other aunty late? was Her baby crying? Is she going to go with you in your card? I don't know when my exams are but I will pass and go to std 3, Where is your daughter? has she gone to school? was she late? My bus comes quite late these days etc etc. Oh jezz, this gal talks a lot.
3. I just came to know one of the very few good looking guys Rohit Loke, has quit its his last day today. How sad !!!
4. As I entered my floor and swiped my card, I had my previous project GSM opening the door for me, and greeting me so sweetly 'a very Good morning'. Thats a complete surprise!!!(sign of a disaster)
5. I got chiku's name logged onto a new beta site for kids called thefungle.com seems to be like a cool site
6. Came back from an hour long lunch that too at the canteen (quite an achievement, but ya somedays ur just plain lucky that you have so much to talk about)
7. Got Prompt approvals for my M leave (quite surprising!!! ya somedays people have nothing else to do ;) )
Our Song
I have always wondered, if mummu would pick up english songs with equal ease the way she picks up Hindi (bollywood) songs. And believe u me she is good at it, she might NOT know the lyrics completely(forget the lyrics, she might not the words) but she definitely knows the tune and she knows the whole song ka tune...
And to my surprise She did pick up an english song...
This one is my favorite too...
The way Koshi Baby(we are just one week short of completing our 9 months journey) moves his feet and bum when Mummu and I sing this song makes me believe he loves it too...So this one is our song...Mine, Mummu's and Koshi's song...
What a Wonderful World – Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue, and clouds of whiteT
he bright blessed day, dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces, of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, sayin', "How do you do?"They're really sayin', "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more, than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Oh yeah
And to my surprise She did pick up an english song...
This one is my favorite too...
The way Koshi Baby(we are just one week short of completing our 9 months journey) moves his feet and bum when Mummu and I sing this song makes me believe he loves it too...So this one is our song...Mine, Mummu's and Koshi's song...
What a Wonderful World – Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue, and clouds of whiteT
he bright blessed day, dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces, of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, sayin', "How do you do?"They're really sayin', "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more, than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Oh yeah
03 February, 2011
Baby Boom...
That too gals.
Just got news from Kavita that she delivered a baby Girl (3rd Feb) yesterday night. It was C-section
Last to Last month a similar message from Aruna, delivered Baby Girl on 29th Dec, C-section again. Just the very next day, got a message some lady in the team delivered Baby Girl on 30th Dec, C-section again.
Jeez, its soon going to be my turn, n I sure want to change the trend, as far as the C-section goes, no matter how trendy or smart the techniques have become I just don't want to be cut open. Sorry Koshi Baby, but mumma feels very strongly about it and is $hit scared of needles and knives, so please please do something about it. Something like somersaulting (Babies are so good at it). Last week the check-ups were great and the way the doc said "Baby's head is finally locked", you won't believe Koshi Baby, I was so relieved and I RE-LIVED (in the actual sense of the word). In our 36 weeks now, We went for our regular check-up n there the doc said "I am not sure if the baby's head is locked". Jeez Koshi, when I said "Babies are good at somersaulting" I meant just somersault once, "fix urself" and just stay there baby. Know what I mean??
Here's my shortest and first letter to you baby:
Baby Koshi,
Head down, Sweetie, Head down Please. :)
Luv
Mumma
Just got news from Kavita that she delivered a baby Girl (3rd Feb) yesterday night. It was C-section
Last to Last month a similar message from Aruna, delivered Baby Girl on 29th Dec, C-section again. Just the very next day, got a message some lady in the team delivered Baby Girl on 30th Dec, C-section again.
Jeez, its soon going to be my turn, n I sure want to change the trend, as far as the C-section goes, no matter how trendy or smart the techniques have become I just don't want to be cut open. Sorry Koshi Baby, but mumma feels very strongly about it and is $hit scared of needles and knives, so please please do something about it. Something like somersaulting (Babies are so good at it). Last week the check-ups were great and the way the doc said "Baby's head is finally locked", you won't believe Koshi Baby, I was so relieved and I RE-LIVED (in the actual sense of the word). In our 36 weeks now, We went for our regular check-up n there the doc said "I am not sure if the baby's head is locked". Jeez Koshi, when I said "Babies are good at somersaulting" I meant just somersault once, "fix urself" and just stay there baby. Know what I mean??
Here's my shortest and first letter to you baby:
Baby Koshi,
Head down, Sweetie, Head down Please. :)
Luv
Mumma
01 February, 2011
Last of Lasts
Bridal shower, that too of Anklets. The youngest in the gang and at only 26 is gonna get married next month. Its unbelievable. And whats more unbelievable is that our dates turn out to be the same, as in her wedding date and my due date. Thankfully, I did get to attend her engagement ceremony which was extremely rocking and I in my 7th month danced away to glory. I am sure Anklets your wedding is gonna be really really good one, if not for you, but surely for the guests ;).
What was equally rocking, was, her gorgeous brother was on the floor all the while and when I was not dancing I was oggling (read - appreciating) the way he was dancing. I can go on n on but lets get back.
So, the gals decided, though it was too early, we needed to throw a bridal shower very soon or else I wouldn't have been able to make it. And I would have definitely hated it if I couldn't make it for the Last Bridal shower. And the mails started trickling, Anne initiated. The group now just has Me, Anjie, Anee and Anklets. It seemed a very spontaneous plan and we tried to keep it a secret but ofcourse we had to get Anklets to VASHI from Thane which was like a task, but then the plus point was we hadn't seen any of her engagement pics, and all of us were genuinely interested. So it was easy to get anklets to come down to Vashi, Anjie the ever-ready gal ;) said YES, Me, I was gonna be dropped so I didn't mind the travel.
Anee was working from Bangalore on friday but she said she would be back.
Righto, though at the minute the plan seemed to fall in place, well it was a spontaneous plan and generally in the gang the spontaneous plans fall in place much much beautifully than anything else. We had a slight hitch on friday night, Anee was in Bangalore, and was supposed to come back the same night, but the plans changed n she was travelling saturday morning, that sent our plans for a toss for a while. I think for couple of hours we were not sure what was happening, and then finally I sent a sms to d 3 saying lets do it. We delayed the plan by an hour (the plan was to meet at 11:30 and we actually met up at 1pm). Whatever the case we all could make it, even Anee, she was super exhausted but she just made it before lunch.
The Plan:
There were so many plans floating around, Parlour visits, Ayush Therapy visit(the ayurvedic massage stuff), shopping, lunch, coffee, dinner etc etc. We finally decided to just meet up and then go with the flow (that any ways works with all of us).
The Actual stuff:
Anklet was the first to reach (I was supposed to be the first to reach), I picked up Anjie on my way, we met up Anklet at CCD, saw the engagement pics, headed to Pot Pourri, met Anee just outside the place. Pot Pourri has a lovely ambience, very lovely reclining chairs. The gals ordered for Long Island Ice teas (Both Anklet and Anjie were high after their first couple of sips) I got myself a mojito(non-alcoholic, Su are u listening). The food, was the yummiest (we all agreed), we order Quesadillas, Roasted chicken, Pasta in white sauce and Sizzlers(I thought that wasn't that gr8 but alrightie). Amidst the food and loads of pics the lunch time just slipped by, it was 4 pm when we made our move.
The most glamourous event of the day was FISH pedicure.
We all were pretty excited, don't know abt the fish though.
In our excitement, we forgot to ask/enquire/google about the entire process of this Fish Pedicure. I think I heard Anjie say that its banned in US cos of the unhygienic way it is maintained. A quick tour was given by the gals there:
1. They(the gals) clean your feet. Put cellophane tapes on your shoe bites and cuts. Wipe your feet.
2. Put your feet in this tank filled with like about 400-500 Doctor Fishes. More about the Fishes(give them some credit after all the poor things are gonna clean don't know what all from our feet ;) ), these guys are from Turkey spas and nibble at your feet to get the dead skin off and that helps in giving some breathing space to the new cells to grow. Our question to the gal was do these fishes eat the dead cells or do they just nibble??? They said the fishes just nibble, oh then what happens to the nibbled dead skin??? (We actually didn't bother to hear the rest of it, or did we and we chose to ignore)
3. Get a regular pedicure done, foot massage, scrubbing n cleaning n ends with nailpainting.
Wow...so there we went.
It was Anjie n Me to start off, the gals instructed us, to keep our feet together in the water. Anjie went in first and enjoyed the minute she was in, I went in next, didn't know how to react, it was so tickkkkkkkkkllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, I thought I will burst like a bubble. Anee was closely watching me n asked 'how is it?' I was like 'Nice (saali tu aa tujhe pata chalega khe khe khe )'. Anklets if that remotely hurts you have gotta tell me now, I am not doing it. Hats off to me n Anjie, we put up a great show, what sayz?
Our 15 mins flew, and we went for our regular pedicure stuff.
It was Anee and Anklet next, oh boy boy boy, I think everyone who saw them putting their feet would never go for Fishy :). Anklet and Anee both went in at the count of 3, and Anee screamed '$$$$$$$$$$hhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttt' I bursted out laughing and she was like ' Wat the hell is this B???'. Sorry Anee I couldn't have told u the truth, it would have killed all the fun. Anklet had covered her mouth so as not to yell and she kept telling Anee 'don't look at them(fish)'.
Anee was giving a running commentary to Anklet 'theres a big fish near ur lil finger, and so many fishes on your feet and this one is jumping and that fish just jumped now'. Just then the gal interrupted and told Anee 'Madam if you spread your toes these fishes will clean the dead cells between your toes as well'. Anjie gasped when she heard that, I went like 'what happened Anjie?' Anjie was like 'What did the gal just said? if you spread your LEGS...'. We all bursted out.
After the finishing touches of lovely shades of blues n mauves n pinks on our toes, we headed to Costa. This was the best bridal shower, and so different from all the regular ones, the others we had dinner at pop tates and leave for home, for this one we had lunch and fish pedicure and amidst loads of fun forgot to mention right at the beginning of the lunch treat to Anklet that this was her bridal shower.
Anjie gal,
You are super-cool, classy and its so wonderful to have a rich friend like you around;) but please don't dress up all the time, we have to overdress then.
Anee,
You know u would have been so dead if you would not have made it to this one. Love you gal for making it for the party despite ur filthy schedule.
Anklets,
Wishing you n RK a world of Happiness always. I am so glad you are getting married (hehahahaha).
Luv ya gals. The best Bridal shower ever.
What was equally rocking, was, her gorgeous brother was on the floor all the while and when I was not dancing I was oggling (read - appreciating) the way he was dancing. I can go on n on but lets get back.
So, the gals decided, though it was too early, we needed to throw a bridal shower very soon or else I wouldn't have been able to make it. And I would have definitely hated it if I couldn't make it for the Last Bridal shower. And the mails started trickling, Anne initiated. The group now just has Me, Anjie, Anee and Anklets. It seemed a very spontaneous plan and we tried to keep it a secret but ofcourse we had to get Anklets to VASHI from Thane which was like a task, but then the plus point was we hadn't seen any of her engagement pics, and all of us were genuinely interested. So it was easy to get anklets to come down to Vashi, Anjie the ever-ready gal ;) said YES, Me, I was gonna be dropped so I didn't mind the travel.
Anee was working from Bangalore on friday but she said she would be back.
Righto, though at the minute the plan seemed to fall in place, well it was a spontaneous plan and generally in the gang the spontaneous plans fall in place much much beautifully than anything else. We had a slight hitch on friday night, Anee was in Bangalore, and was supposed to come back the same night, but the plans changed n she was travelling saturday morning, that sent our plans for a toss for a while. I think for couple of hours we were not sure what was happening, and then finally I sent a sms to d 3 saying lets do it. We delayed the plan by an hour (the plan was to meet at 11:30 and we actually met up at 1pm). Whatever the case we all could make it, even Anee, she was super exhausted but she just made it before lunch.
The Plan:
There were so many plans floating around, Parlour visits, Ayush Therapy visit(the ayurvedic massage stuff), shopping, lunch, coffee, dinner etc etc. We finally decided to just meet up and then go with the flow (that any ways works with all of us).
The Actual stuff:
Anklet was the first to reach (I was supposed to be the first to reach), I picked up Anjie on my way, we met up Anklet at CCD, saw the engagement pics, headed to Pot Pourri, met Anee just outside the place. Pot Pourri has a lovely ambience, very lovely reclining chairs. The gals ordered for Long Island Ice teas (Both Anklet and Anjie were high after their first couple of sips) I got myself a mojito(non-alcoholic, Su are u listening). The food, was the yummiest (we all agreed), we order Quesadillas, Roasted chicken, Pasta in white sauce and Sizzlers(I thought that wasn't that gr8 but alrightie). Amidst the food and loads of pics the lunch time just slipped by, it was 4 pm when we made our move.
The most glamourous event of the day was FISH pedicure.
We all were pretty excited, don't know abt the fish though.
In our excitement, we forgot to ask/enquire/google about the entire process of this Fish Pedicure. I think I heard Anjie say that its banned in US cos of the unhygienic way it is maintained. A quick tour was given by the gals there:
1. They(the gals) clean your feet. Put cellophane tapes on your shoe bites and cuts. Wipe your feet.
2. Put your feet in this tank filled with like about 400-500 Doctor Fishes. More about the Fishes(give them some credit after all the poor things are gonna clean don't know what all from our feet ;) ), these guys are from Turkey spas and nibble at your feet to get the dead skin off and that helps in giving some breathing space to the new cells to grow. Our question to the gal was do these fishes eat the dead cells or do they just nibble??? They said the fishes just nibble, oh then what happens to the nibbled dead skin??? (We actually didn't bother to hear the rest of it, or did we and we chose to ignore)
3. Get a regular pedicure done, foot massage, scrubbing n cleaning n ends with nailpainting.
Wow...so there we went.
It was Anjie n Me to start off, the gals instructed us, to keep our feet together in the water. Anjie went in first and enjoyed the minute she was in, I went in next, didn't know how to react, it was so tickkkkkkkkkllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, I thought I will burst like a bubble. Anee was closely watching me n asked 'how is it?' I was like 'Nice (saali tu aa tujhe pata chalega khe khe khe )'. Anklets if that remotely hurts you have gotta tell me now, I am not doing it. Hats off to me n Anjie, we put up a great show, what sayz?
Our 15 mins flew, and we went for our regular pedicure stuff.
It was Anee and Anklet next, oh boy boy boy, I think everyone who saw them putting their feet would never go for Fishy :). Anklet and Anee both went in at the count of 3, and Anee screamed '$$$$$$$$$$hhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttt' I bursted out laughing and she was like ' Wat the hell is this B???'. Sorry Anee I couldn't have told u the truth, it would have killed all the fun. Anklet had covered her mouth so as not to yell and she kept telling Anee 'don't look at them(fish)'.
Anee was giving a running commentary to Anklet 'theres a big fish near ur lil finger, and so many fishes on your feet and this one is jumping and that fish just jumped now'. Just then the gal interrupted and told Anee 'Madam if you spread your toes these fishes will clean the dead cells between your toes as well'. Anjie gasped when she heard that, I went like 'what happened Anjie?' Anjie was like 'What did the gal just said? if you spread your LEGS...'. We all bursted out.
After the finishing touches of lovely shades of blues n mauves n pinks on our toes, we headed to Costa. This was the best bridal shower, and so different from all the regular ones, the others we had dinner at pop tates and leave for home, for this one we had lunch and fish pedicure and amidst loads of fun forgot to mention right at the beginning of the lunch treat to Anklet that this was her bridal shower.
Anjie gal,
You are super-cool, classy and its so wonderful to have a rich friend like you around;) but please don't dress up all the time, we have to overdress then.
Anee,
You know u would have been so dead if you would not have made it to this one. Love you gal for making it for the party despite ur filthy schedule.
Anklets,
Wishing you n RK a world of Happiness always. I am so glad you are getting married (hehahahaha).
Luv ya gals. The best Bridal shower ever.
04 January, 2011
Fear Factor
Fear can factor so much in ones life.
Like, the fear of darkness, that fear prevents you to get up in the middle of the night, walk upto the washroom and pee.
Like, the fear of falling down, prevents you from taking a leap.
Like, the fear of losing someone, makes you overprotective.
I have been engulfed by all these fears and believe me some ridiculous ones too (ridiculous to others and pretty serious to me...like a life n death situation). The fear of losing someone, especially your baby is quite overwhelming. These past 7 months this fear has taken a toll on the best (I would like to think that way) of my blogging abilities and prevented me from writing about the most important highlights of 2010, our new baby.
What altered my thoughts and helped me a wee bit in overcoming this hurdle were 2 blogs I came across.
One, was a blog that a mum had dedicated to her 19 year old daughter (whom she lost to an illness). The positivity thats conveyed in the blog can only be understood once you read it.
The 2nd, is the blog written by the daughter (a month or so before she passed away) so vivacious so lively, I felt like I was talking to someone, to a friend, I guess.
The 2 blogs are so overpowering and I have decided, I will not let my fear of losing my baby, stop me from writing about him/her.
Like, the fear of darkness, that fear prevents you to get up in the middle of the night, walk upto the washroom and pee.
Like, the fear of falling down, prevents you from taking a leap.
Like, the fear of losing someone, makes you overprotective.
I have been engulfed by all these fears and believe me some ridiculous ones too (ridiculous to others and pretty serious to me...like a life n death situation). The fear of losing someone, especially your baby is quite overwhelming. These past 7 months this fear has taken a toll on the best (I would like to think that way) of my blogging abilities and prevented me from writing about the most important highlights of 2010, our new baby.
What altered my thoughts and helped me a wee bit in overcoming this hurdle were 2 blogs I came across.
One, was a blog that a mum had dedicated to her 19 year old daughter (whom she lost to an illness). The positivity thats conveyed in the blog can only be understood once you read it.
The 2nd, is the blog written by the daughter (a month or so before she passed away) so vivacious so lively, I felt like I was talking to someone, to a friend, I guess.
The 2 blogs are so overpowering and I have decided, I will not let my fear of losing my baby, stop me from writing about him/her.
03 January, 2011
2011
First day at work, I mean same old place, same old machine, same old application, same old people, but what a start to the day!!!
Well, actually what an End to the day.
I was sitting with anklets (our usual break time) gossiping and talking about her clothes and mine, things that happened during her engagement etc etc, when this lady(ofcourse, I know this lady, she is a colleague) came by with a huge smiled pasted on her face and eyebrows dancing in a way to a laser light or disco lights wud run up n down my protruded tummy.
She asked, "I see you everyday and not once realised that you have a swell on ur tummy. Are you expecting???"
I was like, "Ya. you know this worries me. I am already in my 7th month and you gals are noticing just now".
She "Ah its ok. The first time around you have a small tummy. When I was expecting my 2nd, even in my 3rd month ppl would say I was 7 months into my term."
I smiled (so happily) "But this ones my 2nd"
She (Eyes popping out) " Don't tell me. I didn't even know you were married. Let alone have a kid."
Anklet turned to see the lady and smiled.
She(looking at anklet) "she is generally so bubbly na, you can't make out right?"
I was laughing now, the lady was telling this to Anklet. Anklet who suffered most of my first pregnancy and was annoyed about it hahahaha.
Well, how does it matter to me ;) I was happy that my dull day was marked with a lovely compliment. I just hope and pray the baby is fine and growing up well.
2011, here I come :)
Well, actually what an End to the day.
I was sitting with anklets (our usual break time) gossiping and talking about her clothes and mine, things that happened during her engagement etc etc, when this lady(ofcourse, I know this lady, she is a colleague) came by with a huge smiled pasted on her face and eyebrows dancing in a way to a laser light or disco lights wud run up n down my protruded tummy.
She asked, "I see you everyday and not once realised that you have a swell on ur tummy. Are you expecting???"
I was like, "Ya. you know this worries me. I am already in my 7th month and you gals are noticing just now".
She "Ah its ok. The first time around you have a small tummy. When I was expecting my 2nd, even in my 3rd month ppl would say I was 7 months into my term."
I smiled (so happily) "But this ones my 2nd"
She (Eyes popping out) " Don't tell me. I didn't even know you were married. Let alone have a kid."
Anklet turned to see the lady and smiled.
She(looking at anklet) "she is generally so bubbly na, you can't make out right?"
I was laughing now, the lady was telling this to Anklet. Anklet who suffered most of my first pregnancy and was annoyed about it hahahaha.
Well, how does it matter to me ;) I was happy that my dull day was marked with a lovely compliment. I just hope and pray the baby is fine and growing up well.
2011, here I come :)
1st Monday of 2011
And I am feeling blessed today, why not? When your child is well behaved for the nth time you don't have to think abt all the right things to say or do, to get her out of the bed in a fraction of a second and get her bathed n dressed n ready for school in the next fraction.
The first Monday of this year started on a good note.
Mummu all of 3 years, 3 months and 3 days had been very excited about going to school. Mainly, cos the entire week that she had an off, we (Su is equally to be blamed for this) never took her anywhere except for circus that too on 1st Jan. So ya she was excited about going to school right from Sunday. Thats very unlike of her, mainly cos its winter, and for a change its quite cold, getting up in the mornings is a challenge for me, I don't expect mummu to be happy about it.What can excited her about going to school are her friends and teachers, which is really a blessing and I hope it continues all her life.
So Monday morning started with Su calling out to Mummu couple of times and mummu waking up with minimum resistance. She happily ran to the bathroom to be bathed by her dad, Wear the dress that her dad decided to put for her (white frock with blue dots on them and a blue collar) without any resistance at all. Su took her to amma house, where she happily lay watching TV, when I entered. She decided to have her milk, get her hair combed and tie 2 pony tails and the highlight of the morning, infact the highlightS were:
Mummu reminded me "Mumma its gym day today, so wear T-shirt and Track pants no mumma"Oh Jezz, I had forgotten completely mondays are gym day. I quickly got her changed into a purple tights and green T-shirt.
Just before leaving for her school and my office respectively, she told me "Mumma, time for in the name of the father"
So there standing next to my lil gal and infront of the alter,I prayed "In the name of the father..."
Mummu continued "son, holy spiri Amen.Our father who in heaven hallow be thy naim thy kinpdom come thy will be done on earth thy kinpdom come "
I joined in " on earth as it is in heaven..."Mummu took charge "give us today our daily bread, give us today our daily bread, and trespasses forgive our trespasses"Together the 2 of us " as we forgive those who trespass against us deliver us from every evil.Amen"
I thought that was the end of the prayers, but Mummu continued: "Hail mary full of grace lord is with you lord is with you"Together the 2 of us again prayed " blessed are you amongst women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus"Mummu continued "holy mary mother of God deliver us from evil amen."
I thanked the Lord.
What else do you ask from the Lord?
PS: The prayers mentioned here are mummu's attempt at learning them right, there has been no intensions of making fun or any pun intended
The first Monday of this year started on a good note.
Mummu all of 3 years, 3 months and 3 days had been very excited about going to school. Mainly, cos the entire week that she had an off, we (Su is equally to be blamed for this) never took her anywhere except for circus that too on 1st Jan. So ya she was excited about going to school right from Sunday. Thats very unlike of her, mainly cos its winter, and for a change its quite cold, getting up in the mornings is a challenge for me, I don't expect mummu to be happy about it.What can excited her about going to school are her friends and teachers, which is really a blessing and I hope it continues all her life.
So Monday morning started with Su calling out to Mummu couple of times and mummu waking up with minimum resistance. She happily ran to the bathroom to be bathed by her dad, Wear the dress that her dad decided to put for her (white frock with blue dots on them and a blue collar) without any resistance at all. Su took her to amma house, where she happily lay watching TV, when I entered. She decided to have her milk, get her hair combed and tie 2 pony tails and the highlight of the morning, infact the highlightS were:
Mummu reminded me "Mumma its gym day today, so wear T-shirt and Track pants no mumma"Oh Jezz, I had forgotten completely mondays are gym day. I quickly got her changed into a purple tights and green T-shirt.
Just before leaving for her school and my office respectively, she told me "Mumma, time for in the name of the father"
So there standing next to my lil gal and infront of the alter,I prayed "In the name of the father..."
Mummu continued "son, holy spiri Amen.Our father who in heaven hallow be thy naim thy kinpdom come thy will be done on earth thy kinpdom come "
I joined in " on earth as it is in heaven..."Mummu took charge "give us today our daily bread, give us today our daily bread, and trespasses forgive our trespasses"Together the 2 of us " as we forgive those who trespass against us deliver us from every evil.Amen"
I thought that was the end of the prayers, but Mummu continued: "Hail mary full of grace lord is with you lord is with you"Together the 2 of us again prayed " blessed are you amongst women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus"Mummu continued "holy mary mother of God deliver us from evil amen."
I thanked the Lord.
What else do you ask from the Lord?
PS: The prayers mentioned here are mummu's attempt at learning them right, there has been no intensions of making fun or any pun intended
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