Showing posts with label Gin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gin. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Happy Onam

Today is Onam. And as a shame to the Malayali community all
over the world, I am not at all enthu about this festival. I guess the hype and
the glam even in God’s own country has ebbed off, with people buying instant
lunches etc. But with the newly acquired neighborhood friends here at Madras,we have decided to have a combined Onam celebration at their place. Pot luck style. Anyway, they
have a television at their place and I will get to watch nice old Mal movie and
the husband will get to eat enjoy the spread. Don’t get me wrong. I am not
planning to skip dinner or anything. Just mentioned how the situation is
win-win for both of us.

Talking about husband, yesterday evening he was nostalgically
mentioning about how his Onam of yester years were.. He was describing about the
puli-inji curry and the payasam his mom used to make and how he is
craving for the same. To my MIL’s defense, she makes such yum puli-inji
curry. It was at this precise moment I handed him a cheese sandwich; on the day of Onnaam Onam. God bless Gin, he devoured the cheese sandwich with the same gusto that he would have emptied a bowl of paalada paayasam … ;-)Sigh, thank God for small mercies in
life.

The son did celebrate the Onam in style though. Like father,
like son. He was hooked onto the payasam that was made at home in Kottayam yesterday.
He wanted more and more and finally my Amma had to hide it from the little one.
Also he wore his Onam outfit and went for an Onam celebration… For good measure
my Amma did tie a naada around his mundu so that it wont slip off
and show the diaper beneath it and humiliate the boy :P.. They have taken
photographs and I am waiting for them to arrive.. So as an answer to people who
ask me what I am craving for, it is for that snap of our little bubblegum in his Onam
mundu :) :)

So Happy Onam Folks. Have a great one

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Daniel.....

Haven’t you seen these woman who can’t stop talking about their husbands or married life when they are newlywed? OR even newly engaged?? Guess i skipped that gloating period since the husband was away during our initial days of married life . But i guess i am making up for it post Dan. The girls i go for lunch with should be cringing away from me, because i mostly speak about Dan and Dan and then some more Dan. I spam their inbox with his snaps or talks about what he does or how he does stuffs... I decided to mend my way and start describing him on the net :) Exactly ONE person reads my blog, and since she doesn’t mind reading about Dan i feel that it is a safe option. It is better for that one person to stop reading my blog than to go for breakfast, lunch and tea all alone....

*Daniel was born on 15th June and he weighed 3.2kgs on birth. Whoever said that normal delivery is a cake walk, please come and meet me.

*He rolled over at exact 48 days. My thought process went off as follows *Wow, he is an early developer. This makes him an advanced kid and so he is definitely going to Harvard and then off to the wall street for his multibillion dollar earning job. And there we are, Gin and me cruising through the Bahamas!!!!!!* Daniel sensed my thoughts and the next time he rolled over was at exact 4 months. There goes my dream of cruising through the Bahamas,

*He used to roll over consistently since October 15th. His moving around in his sleep and otherwise, got quiet scary and Gin and me moved quarters to the floor from the bed for general safety. On December 5th morning, Dan was sleeping on his mattress. I go into the room after sometime and he is missing . My heart took a flip and then i hear a cooing sound from behind the cupboard and VOILA there he is, pulling out the contents of a box. So he began to move on his own, to destinations of his choice henceforth.

*On christams day he stood up with support. Merry Christmas Appa and Mamma , he seems to say. Well, as the good parents we are, we forgot to get him a gift :(

*Sometime in the first week of January, Daniel's Nanny decided to quit. Great... By god's grace he began to go to a crèche nearby and slowly got accustomed to the new place and people.

*He got his first fever and his first loosies almost at the same time :(

*He sat up on his own when he became 7 months old.

*His passion is to climb airs. He will pull himself up on the first step, Will lift up his knees and put it on the next one. And the same process goes on. He climbs about 3 steps in less than a minute. No, it is not funny. It is damn scary because a couple of time he has come down rolling from the steps, thankfully into one of our hands.

*He sprouted his first teeth at exact 8 months, or so i noticed. Now with a teeny weeny teeth and all, i feel that he is a BIG BOY :) Big enough to do errands for me and to take his dad along for company :P

*Now his favorite sport is to stand near the counter where the water filter is kept. The tap is at exact his height and he has managed to open it by himself. This time i didn’t have time to think about his mechanical skills and he designing the future rockets, because i was busy running around swabbing the floor ...

*I feel that he knows how to clap his hands. Once i saw him doing that. At 5 am when he got up and was generally making noise to wake me up. I cant be too sure, because at 5 am i am as good as dead and i could be hallucinating :D

*When we were first married, Gin could go on for days without sleep. And he hated to sleep too. I was the exact opposite. i lived to sleep. Luckily, Gin got on the sleep bug and became a sleepy head soon and our son HATES sleeping. He feels sleeping is for losers. How can 2 sleep lovers end up with a baby who has great aversion to sleep????????

*If you notice, Dan tends to cross most of his milestones on the 15th of each month. I think he realized pretty early in life, that he has got 2 scatter brains for his parents and decided to make life easy for us. If only you decided to sleep a little bit more, my son :)

*And i found out that there are people who live to compare. Yes, compare a child as young as 8 months old. And that too without any compassion. I too decided to grow up and the next time someone compares Dan with XYZ, i too am gonna give them back in the same line. Tit for Tat. Some people just won’t learn unless it hits where it hurts

And thanks Chech, for being the light at the end of the dark tunnel. Right through the pregnancy and during 8 months of parenting Dan.