Happiness is playing Jenga with the man!
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Friday, May 20, 2016
Monday, May 9, 2016
100 Days of Happiness - Day 4
Happiness is the enjoying those rare moments of calm when the pool is empty.
Saturday, May 7, 2016
100 days of Happiness - Day 3
Happiness is seeing the kidlet having a good time with his friends at the park.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
100 days of happiness - Day 1
Many of us tend to focus on the big picture in life, especially once you become parents. One of the things that lil V has taught me is pause and enjoy the small little things in life. For a child, nothing is big or small or everything is big or small. Here is to him for inspiring me to start this documentation of those fleeting moments in life.
Day 1
Bliss is a 2 year old cuddling and sleeping on you like a new born!
Day 1
Bliss is a 2 year old cuddling and sleeping on you like a new born!
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Murphy and Us
Dear V,
On the days that I am full of energy and finish off all the chores so that I could really play with you - you always decide to take the longest of the naps and on the days where I can barely drag myself, you turn into the energizer bunny who wants to play.
If we ever decide to step out on a bad hair day (for me), you will leave my hair alone. If, for once, my hair behaves well, then you would spare no efforts in pulling it and eventually making it a bad hair day.
Murphy continues to bless us!
Love,
Amma
On the days that I am full of energy and finish off all the chores so that I could really play with you - you always decide to take the longest of the naps and on the days where I can barely drag myself, you turn into the energizer bunny who wants to play.
If we ever decide to step out on a bad hair day (for me), you will leave my hair alone. If, for once, my hair behaves well, then you would spare no efforts in pulling it and eventually making it a bad hair day.
Murphy continues to bless us!
Love,
Amma
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Superhero Mom!
Dear V,
Sometimes you give me this feeling that I am your personal 'Superhero'. When your toy goes under the cabinet or under something where you cannot reach, your initial reaction was just to sit there and wail, unless one of us comes and helps. Now, you come running to me, pull my hand and tug me until I get up, come with you and pull out the said object. Also, when I do so, you look at me as if I have just jumped into space and bought the moon for you. As the ad says - some things are priceless. Won't be long until you figure out how to pick up your stuff, and meanwhile, let me get a cape and bask in some superhero glory.
Love,
Amma
Sometimes you give me this feeling that I am your personal 'Superhero'. When your toy goes under the cabinet or under something where you cannot reach, your initial reaction was just to sit there and wail, unless one of us comes and helps. Now, you come running to me, pull my hand and tug me until I get up, come with you and pull out the said object. Also, when I do so, you look at me as if I have just jumped into space and bought the moon for you. As the ad says - some things are priceless. Won't be long until you figure out how to pick up your stuff, and meanwhile, let me get a cape and bask in some superhero glory.
Love,
Amma
Monday, May 4, 2015
Long days and short months!
Dear V,
Excuse me for a minute, so that I can finish fainting and recover on realizing that my wee baby has now metamorphosed into a toddler who wants his way about things. Everyone complains about kids growing up so fast and I am no different. I wish I could pause time at each stage. That said, while time has flown, the days have not flown so much. Especially, the cranky clingy nights when you refused to be calmed unless we carried you. Especially, when you throw up your entire meal when we are on the last spoon - which means, cleaning and feeding again. Especially, when you resist your naps and you later put on your cranky pants.Still, do not grow up so fast my munchkin!
Love,
Amma
Excuse me for a minute, so that I can finish fainting and recover on realizing that my wee baby has now metamorphosed into a toddler who wants his way about things. Everyone complains about kids growing up so fast and I am no different. I wish I could pause time at each stage. That said, while time has flown, the days have not flown so much. Especially, the cranky clingy nights when you refused to be calmed unless we carried you. Especially, when you throw up your entire meal when we are on the last spoon - which means, cleaning and feeding again. Especially, when you resist your naps and you later put on your cranky pants.Still, do not grow up so fast my munchkin!
Love,
Amma
Gimme!
Dear V,
For a while, we tried to teach you what 'give me' means. For a while, you followed it to. Then what happened that you sort of misunderstood 'give me' for throw? It is so endearing to see you lob/drop the stuff in your hand the moment we say 'give me'. I know, that we should be trying to correct to and teach you to bring stuff to us, but I am not letting this on go off easily. So, throw away all you want.
Love,
Amma
For a while, we tried to teach you what 'give me' means. For a while, you followed it to. Then what happened that you sort of misunderstood 'give me' for throw? It is so endearing to see you lob/drop the stuff in your hand the moment we say 'give me'. I know, that we should be trying to correct to and teach you to bring stuff to us, but I am not letting this on go off easily. So, throw away all you want.
Love,
Amma
Friday, April 3, 2015
Fairy Tales
So, that was bit of gap from blogging - not intentional though. Laziness, a bit of blogger's block (if you may call it that) and also the toddler zapping me off of my energy (actually, you can use the child for any number of excuses and it works each time)!
Dear V,
I have been reading to you and telling you stories for a while - we do very simple stories and flip books as of now. While searching for what books to get you, I re-read some of the fairy tales and then the absurdity stuck me. At times, so much that even if I make extra efforts to suspend my disbelief it does not work. I am a big fan of fantasy, but then there is a difference between absurdity and fantasy, so instead of being fascinated, I found myself laughing.
Take the Princess and the Pea for example - I mean, how did she feel those tiny three peas from under twenty mattresses, so much that it left her black and blue? Or how the Grandma was swallowed in one piece by the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood and how she came back alive! I can't wait for the time when I tell you some of these tales, and see your reaction. Such is the innocence!
Love,
Amma
Dear V,
I have been reading to you and telling you stories for a while - we do very simple stories and flip books as of now. While searching for what books to get you, I re-read some of the fairy tales and then the absurdity stuck me. At times, so much that even if I make extra efforts to suspend my disbelief it does not work. I am a big fan of fantasy, but then there is a difference between absurdity and fantasy, so instead of being fascinated, I found myself laughing.
Take the Princess and the Pea for example - I mean, how did she feel those tiny three peas from under twenty mattresses, so much that it left her black and blue? Or how the Grandma was swallowed in one piece by the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood and how she came back alive! I can't wait for the time when I tell you some of these tales, and see your reaction. Such is the innocence!
Love,
Amma
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
100th Post. Yayy!
V,
This is my hundredth post on the blog. Okay, I can't believe that the lazy me has a blog with a hundred posts. Most of it is courtesy you!. Now, I have decided that the blog will not exclusively be about you - of course, I will write about you, but then I will also write about other things once in a while.
Thank you for inspiring me my darling!
Love,
Amma
P.S - Stop chewing that toy doggie's tail. I am too tired to come there and pull it out from your mouth.
This is my hundredth post on the blog. Okay, I can't believe that the lazy me has a blog with a hundred posts. Most of it is courtesy you!. Now, I have decided that the blog will not exclusively be about you - of course, I will write about you, but then I will also write about other things once in a while.
Thank you for inspiring me my darling!
Love,
Amma
P.S - Stop chewing that toy doggie's tail. I am too tired to come there and pull it out from your mouth.
The Prejudiced Me - Baby and Public Places
V,
I have been guilty of some things in the pre-baby era. The one that stands out is being prejudiced against parents who bring in public places. No, I was not the one who would give dirty looks to the parents when the baby howled in the plane or in the restaurant, but I would always think to myself as to why they are getting a cranky baby outside.
Now, that I am on this side, I have come to know about a few things through experience
1. You have no idea when the baby becomes cranky - The bub would be happily cooing away and in flat two seconds would be howling its lungs out.
2. Parents are not trying enough - This is not true in most cases. No parent wants their kid to be cranky or to be crying. Also, it does not reflect badly upon their parenting.
3. Why can't they sit at home? - Everyone needs a break and to step out. Parents need it more to maintain their sanity.
Though I still feel that little ones should not be bought to the movies because the sound and the lack of light may not be pleasant for them. Still, I now think who am I to judge?
Love,
Amma
I have been guilty of some things in the pre-baby era. The one that stands out is being prejudiced against parents who bring in public places. No, I was not the one who would give dirty looks to the parents when the baby howled in the plane or in the restaurant, but I would always think to myself as to why they are getting a cranky baby outside.
Now, that I am on this side, I have come to know about a few things through experience
1. You have no idea when the baby becomes cranky - The bub would be happily cooing away and in flat two seconds would be howling its lungs out.
2. Parents are not trying enough - This is not true in most cases. No parent wants their kid to be cranky or to be crying. Also, it does not reflect badly upon their parenting.
3. Why can't they sit at home? - Everyone needs a break and to step out. Parents need it more to maintain their sanity.
Though I still feel that little ones should not be bought to the movies because the sound and the lack of light may not be pleasant for them. Still, I now think who am I to judge?
Love,
Amma
Shoes are not scary things!
Dear V,
Shoes are not scary things! They protect your feet. They also make you look nice. So, please do not wail so much when I try to put it on for you. I know I should have tried it much earlier, but the few times I made you wear them, you were fine. Now what happened?
Love,
Amma
Shoes are not scary things! They protect your feet. They also make you look nice. So, please do not wail so much when I try to put it on for you. I know I should have tried it much earlier, but the few times I made you wear them, you were fine. Now what happened?
Love,
Amma
Don't Go ! Don't Go
Darling V,
I mentioned about your stranger anxiety in an earlier post. There is even weird behavior that happens occasionally. You bawl, cry and create a fuss when someone comes home. After a bit, you slowly become friendly with them. Now, when the said person wants to leave, you again begin the drama with your crying. In short - no one should come home and no one should leave.
The drama as aggravated when you see familiar people leave - when your dad leaves for work or when the house help goes after her work. At times, it is a lil heartbreaking as I see you keep looking at the door, searching for them.
Love,
Amma
I mentioned about your stranger anxiety in an earlier post. There is even weird behavior that happens occasionally. You bawl, cry and create a fuss when someone comes home. After a bit, you slowly become friendly with them. Now, when the said person wants to leave, you again begin the drama with your crying. In short - no one should come home and no one should leave.
The drama as aggravated when you see familiar people leave - when your dad leaves for work or when the house help goes after her work. At times, it is a lil heartbreaking as I see you keep looking at the door, searching for them.
Love,
Amma
Scary Silence!
Dear V,
All the experienced moms have told me that let them make noise and create a fuss, the silence is much more scary as it means that the lil ones are up to no good. This happened a bit ago. I finished giving you your food and I was in the kitchen winding up some chores. I could see your head and I saw you quietly playing, totally engrossed with your rocker chair. I thought, wow, let me find up fast since he is being such a good boy. Once I came near you, I realized what you were up to. I had forgotten your bowl and there was some mash rice left it it. You were happily taking the rice and smearing it all over - on the chair, on yourself, on the floor and on the couple of toys there. Never realized that this rule would come in useful so early in parenthood.
Love,
Amma
All the experienced moms have told me that let them make noise and create a fuss, the silence is much more scary as it means that the lil ones are up to no good. This happened a bit ago. I finished giving you your food and I was in the kitchen winding up some chores. I could see your head and I saw you quietly playing, totally engrossed with your rocker chair. I thought, wow, let me find up fast since he is being such a good boy. Once I came near you, I realized what you were up to. I had forgotten your bowl and there was some mash rice left it it. You were happily taking the rice and smearing it all over - on the chair, on yourself, on the floor and on the couple of toys there. Never realized that this rule would come in useful so early in parenthood.
Love,
Amma
Happiness !
Munchkin V,
Among the hectic schedule that you bought along with you, there are these small silly things that bring a smile on to my face and make me happy. One lesson that you have taught me is that how little does it take to be happy, you giggle out so loud when we tickle you! The vigorous nodding of your head to say no, the smell on the back of your neck, the peels of laughter you burst into, the focus with which you pull out stuff from the cupboards, you eating your food decently and sharing high fives with you all makes me so happy. May be I should pause and not get overwhelmed by what is not happening well, and look at these things.
Love,
Amma
Among the hectic schedule that you bought along with you, there are these small silly things that bring a smile on to my face and make me happy. One lesson that you have taught me is that how little does it take to be happy, you giggle out so loud when we tickle you! The vigorous nodding of your head to say no, the smell on the back of your neck, the peels of laughter you burst into, the focus with which you pull out stuff from the cupboards, you eating your food decently and sharing high fives with you all makes me so happy. May be I should pause and not get overwhelmed by what is not happening well, and look at these things.
Love,
Amma
Paranoid Mommy!
Dear V,
One thing which I hate about motherhood is the paranoia that it brings along. It is like this constant worry at the back of my mind - some tell me that it is going to be a lifetime thing and I hope that I learn to manage it better at some point. There two man things I worry about (among tonnes of others) but these drive me nuts .
Are you eating enough? If you miss a meal, then I go crazy. I keep trying and offering stuff unless you eat. I know I should let you be and that you will probably demand when you are hungry. I am trying to do that, but I'd rather you eat without fuss.
I had never bothered about it much, but suddenly I am paranoid about death. What if something happens to me? Apparently, your dad also shares this thought. He is always careful about the gas stove and the electrical gadgets etc.
Love,
Amma
One thing which I hate about motherhood is the paranoia that it brings along. It is like this constant worry at the back of my mind - some tell me that it is going to be a lifetime thing and I hope that I learn to manage it better at some point. There two man things I worry about (among tonnes of others) but these drive me nuts .
Are you eating enough? If you miss a meal, then I go crazy. I keep trying and offering stuff unless you eat. I know I should let you be and that you will probably demand when you are hungry. I am trying to do that, but I'd rather you eat without fuss.
I had never bothered about it much, but suddenly I am paranoid about death. What if something happens to me? Apparently, your dad also shares this thought. He is always careful about the gas stove and the electrical gadgets etc.
Love,
Amma
Out of Bounds = More Tempting!
Dear V,
Like all kids, you seem to have a penchant for going and putting your hand into the areas which are either dirty or which are unsafe. Or doing things which make me miss a heartbeat. Even though you sort of understand the concept of No, you seem to be using it according to your convenience.
Dustbins come in No. 1 among your favorite things - now that we are segregating our garbage, you seem to be taking a much more stronger liking towards the green bin which has food/bio waste (read mushy, gooey stuff). If you do not see me looking, you quickly try to topple it and play with it.
Drawers You have learnt how to pull them out and take the contents out and you do it with so much energy that I feel scared that you will crush your little fingers. The kitchen pull outs attract a lot of attention. Also, it is so irritating to keep the stuff back in.
Dirty Clothes On some days, you have more costume changes than any bollywood actor and I keep your clothes in a bucket in the bathroom. If by chance the bucket is outside the door, you run to it and pull out the dirty soiled clothes. Eeeks my boy.
Your Parents Plate You are a fussy eater and I am sure there are going to be many posts about that later. But you are so amused by our plates. You want to pull the plate and dip your lil hands in our food. Take a spoon and bang the hell out of our plates while we eat. We are smarter though, we started feeding bits from our plates and then you scoot away!
Love,
Amma
Like all kids, you seem to have a penchant for going and putting your hand into the areas which are either dirty or which are unsafe. Or doing things which make me miss a heartbeat. Even though you sort of understand the concept of No, you seem to be using it according to your convenience.
Dustbins come in No. 1 among your favorite things - now that we are segregating our garbage, you seem to be taking a much more stronger liking towards the green bin which has food/bio waste (read mushy, gooey stuff). If you do not see me looking, you quickly try to topple it and play with it.
Drawers You have learnt how to pull them out and take the contents out and you do it with so much energy that I feel scared that you will crush your little fingers. The kitchen pull outs attract a lot of attention. Also, it is so irritating to keep the stuff back in.
Dirty Clothes On some days, you have more costume changes than any bollywood actor and I keep your clothes in a bucket in the bathroom. If by chance the bucket is outside the door, you run to it and pull out the dirty soiled clothes. Eeeks my boy.
Your Parents Plate You are a fussy eater and I am sure there are going to be many posts about that later. But you are so amused by our plates. You want to pull the plate and dip your lil hands in our food. Take a spoon and bang the hell out of our plates while we eat. We are smarter though, we started feeding bits from our plates and then you scoot away!
Love,
Amma
Life Lessons for you!
Dear V,
Noting down a couple of learning for you. Some of which, of course you will learn on your own.
1. Do not be judgmental about the way people are. There may be many things which lurk behind the outward appearance or personality - circumstances, previous experiences and many more things. Let it be and do not be quick to make a judgement.
2. Smile & Laugh & Cry - when you feel like (I love it how you do it now in such an uninhibited way).
3. Connect and Reconnect - Make good friends. When you grow older, you may go out of touch with some of them, then make an effort to reconnect. There is so much joy in reconnected with your old friends. Also, you will realize that with good friends, you can always pick up where you left off.
4. Comfortable over Stylish - Most of the time.
Love,
Amma
Noting down a couple of learning for you. Some of which, of course you will learn on your own.
1. Do not be judgmental about the way people are. There may be many things which lurk behind the outward appearance or personality - circumstances, previous experiences and many more things. Let it be and do not be quick to make a judgement.
2. Smile & Laugh & Cry - when you feel like (I love it how you do it now in such an uninhibited way).
3. Connect and Reconnect - Make good friends. When you grow older, you may go out of touch with some of them, then make an effort to reconnect. There is so much joy in reconnected with your old friends. Also, you will realize that with good friends, you can always pick up where you left off.
4. Comfortable over Stylish - Most of the time.
Love,
Amma
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Confessions of a (Tired) Mom -2
Dear V,
Here are some more confessions from me -
1. I have checked if you were breathing on occasions when you took long naps. I did it until you were over a year. (I am not insane because some of my friends too have confessed doing it).
2. Many times, I have doubted myself on taking care of you. I have felt inferior too. No longer, I feel I am putting in good effort and I no longer doubt myself.
3. I have used you as an excuse for many things - from attending functions to not being able to keep up my promises.
4. I regret not writing through my pregnancy. One, I was really tired and exhausted most of the time, Two, I felt I could jinx myself if I wrote.
Love,
Amma
Here are some more confessions from me -
1. I have checked if you were breathing on occasions when you took long naps. I did it until you were over a year. (I am not insane because some of my friends too have confessed doing it).
2. Many times, I have doubted myself on taking care of you. I have felt inferior too. No longer, I feel I am putting in good effort and I no longer doubt myself.
3. I have used you as an excuse for many things - from attending functions to not being able to keep up my promises.
4. I regret not writing through my pregnancy. One, I was really tired and exhausted most of the time, Two, I felt I could jinx myself if I wrote.
Love,
Amma
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