Time to give blog its due

I started this blog when I was feeling very lonely. My mind was getting corrupted with self-pity and I rarely had a true conversation with anyone. I read a lot of blogs that time and thought may be I should also give it a go. The only rule I set to myself was that I should not log any negative sentiments. Little did I know that time how it is going to change my life. Yes, this blog changed me.

Every time there was something positive in life, I immediately thought I should blog this. (Well, I later realized that there is a big gap between thinking and actually writing, as my blog stats show :) ) But there was an acknowledgment that something good is happening to me and it was more than enough to sweep away the self-pity. And every time I felt lonely, I came to this blog to write something. Something to energize my mind, something to channel my mind and just to knock off any negative thoughts from my mind. After all, an idle mind is devil’s workshop.

In addition, I read a lot of blogs. It’s a pity that I comment on a very few of them. (Even in real life, it takes a long time for me to talk to a stranger. So, commenting on a stranger’s blog takes time.) But I derive a lot of support from these blogs, especially those mommy blogs. Whenever I face a problem, they have given me confidence that I am not alone and it happens to everyone. They have given me solutions on what to do. These blogs have become knowledge repositories for me.

Also, these blogs are my primary source of entertainment. With a baby at home, it is very difficult to find time to read or watch something in television leisurely. Also, the fact that I have to sleep for seven hours a day failing which my eyes irritates me. So, the only entertainment for me is these blogs. The variety in topics and the direct-from-the-heart content keeps me engaged and I thank them for that.

I have a long way to go in terms of how I want my blog to look. But I have a plan. But to implement that plan I need a minimum of 30 minutes peaceful time where I can just be with myself. But I am not going to pressurize myself right now. This time of my life is dedicated to my baby. I want to play with him and become a child once more. May be a few years down the line, when he can entertain himself without needing me, I will start implementing my plan. Until then, let me continue writing things that may not be coherent but just bits and pieces of my life.

In case you are wondering why such a post! This is my 100th post and hence dedicated to this blog. (ok ok... I know that 100 posts in 2.5 years is bad if not worse. I promise to do better :))

Swimming race...

This is the latest game at home. When my son is in high spirits, he crawls away from me, turns back and gives a smile. If I try to follow him, he swims across fast (he crawls slowly, so when he has to move fast, he starts swimming) to ensure I don’t catch hold of him.

Well…. I am wondering if this is a clue to what I can expect once he starts walking. Will we have running race at home or may be he will run away to streets and I will have to chase him….?? Interesting times for sure!!!

gawt, gawt, gawt……

If you happen to see someone who says “gawt, gawt, gawt……” continuously, please take a moment to say Hi to that person. Because, you have just met the author of this blog.

Well… that’s what my son says all day and I am repeating the same.

10 months, blood, tears and photos

Hello my boy,

Since you completed your 10th month yesterday, it’s time for a monthly update and this time there is no delay…

• The big thing this month is that your head was shaved and ears were pierced at Namakkal temple and you cried for a few minutes. What was I doing? I was busy clicking pictures. But the second both your ears were pierced, I gave the camera to the person next to me and just took you away from the crowd so that you and I can play alone. I made faces for you and within a matter of minutes your smile was back and then I posed for pictures with you :) (Others may tell you that I consoled you for taking photos, it’s not entirely true :))

• In continuation with the previous point, the day after your ears were pierced, one of your ear rings got stuck in my dress and there was blood from your ears. You cried, I cried, took you to the hospital and then to the gold smith and finally a few pieces of your ear ring was cut to ensure it will not get stuck again. :( Well… As someone who is always in control of myself especially in tough situations, I am surprised that I cried so much. Time to become tough at heart.

• If seeing blood is not enough, you fell from the cot twice and thankfully there were no injuries. :(

• You sit by yourself, which is such a relief for me. But then you just can not sit at one place for more than 30 seconds. You want to research something else and keep moving fast, losing balance and falling down. Go slow my boy! We have all the time in the world to explore :)

• You crawled for the first time on Thursday (14th July) and I loved it. Of course, after a few steps you went back to swimming, but I am sure in a few days you will be crawling fast. :)

• The time I am at home, you just want to be with me ALL the time. I am loving all the attention :) and hope I reciprocate the same unselfish love.

Luv,
Mom

PS: I scheduled this post to get published on Saturday, but blogger failed me :(

Lost and found.

Today morning, my baby woke up 4:30 a.m. Well, I knew it was coming since he slept at 8 p.m. yesterday instead of the usual 10 p.m. So, I had to wake up at 4:30 a.m. gave him a glass of milk and tried to make him sleep. After trying for 15 minutes, I gave up. He was full of energy. So, I lied next to him and closed my eyes pretending to sleep. He was playing with my face, pulling my ears, nose and trying to open my eyes. But then I was also at my sleepy best (I know such phrases do not exist, but then it sounded nice :)) So, I did not stop him and pretended to sleep. Then, as I have mentioned in my last post, he started playing with my earrings. After a few minutes, I should have slept. Because when I opened my eyes, he was tired and was lying next to me. This time I was successful in making him sleep (More like he slept by himself. But then, I am always ready to take any credit :)). I checked the time and it was 6 a.m. I thought I will sleep for an hour and set an alarm at 7 a.m.

My baby wakes up again. I get up lazily and check the time. It is 8 a.m. Oh my God! I have slept for two hours. I am thinking how am I going to complete the daily chores and leave for office. So, I pick my baby and give him to my MIL. She gives a questioning look at me and asks me where my earring is? One of my earrings is missing. As if waking up late was not enough, I searched for the ear ring everywhere. I find the front portion of the earring on the bed, but the backing of the earring is missing. Pillow, bed sheet, bed covers, bed, everything is removed and searched. After searching for 15 minutes, I find them in between two cots on the floor.

Huh…. My little baby is becoming naughtier day by day.

He is a GIRL

Yeah, my son should have been born a girl. Don’t believe me… Read on.

Whenever I pick him, he wants to see my ear rings or nose rings. He will turn my face so that he can get a good view of the ear ring. See the front side and back side of it and then pull it closer to him. At this point, I shout in pain. And he laughs :) If I move my face, he will thrust his hand on my face so that I give him a good view of the ear ring. If I still move my face, he starts looking at the nose ring and pulls it. And I give the same response – shout in pain. After a few occurrences, I decided that pain in the ear is easier to manage than pain in the nose. :(

Similarly, if I have flowers on my hair, he moves my face so that he can see it and plays with it…

I am just thinking may be God wants to fulfill my wishes for a girl through my boy. :)

Some things do not change :)

As someone who loves sports, I just do not get time to watch any sport, or any program in television. In fact I did not even watch the world cup final from the first ball to the last ball this time. And I was shouting at people who burnt crackers before my home because my baby was sleeping and I was worried he may wake up and I will have to lose my sleep. So, I was wondering if I have lost all the interest in sports. I have even stopped following the scores these days.

Today morning I was browsing all the channels trying to find out some channel which plays music so that I can feed my baby. (He loves music :)) And what do I find??? “Signature Sourav” in Star Cricket. Sourav Ganguly taking us through his first Test match at Lords. He was explaining his emotions before, during and after the play every day. Like what he felt when Azhar won the toss, when he was asked to bowl, when Nasser Hussain nicked to the first slip fielder and he got his first Test wicket, when he got Hick out, when he faced the first ball, when he reached his fifty, when Rahul reached his fifty, how went for a walk at the end of day and had a burger, when he reached century, how he was praying hard for Rahul’s century, how he felt when Rahul got out and so on. It will be an understatement if I say I was happy. I was grinning right though the program. I love Sourav and more so in that Test match. I had goose bumps watching the program. And I am so happy to know that I have not lost the interest in sports / cricket / Sourav.

I guess some things do not and can not change :)