The first child! Seriously.. the charm of being the first is hitting me badly these days. First child, first ranker, first love,first bike, first hug, first kiss, first everything! Damn! I am the second child to my parents, I never came first in my class, never got anything firsthand.. all my books, dresses everything was second hand passed on from my sister.
Why this thought came now is another thing.. Was wondering the other day that if I ever have another baby will I be able to love that baby as much as I love Akshara? Will I be able to give the same level of attention and time? Love may be yes, but attention.. NO! and definitely not buy another play gym or bouncer or milk bottles! or may be I should.. should'nt I? Just for the sake that my second baby doesnt feel the same way as I am today! I dont knw! Really not worth thinking about something that has not even happened and when you have so much of time.. this is what happens!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Milestones so far..
Babies are adorable.. no arguments there. But its one thing to see others babies and play with them once in a while and another thing to bringing up your own baby.. being with them day in day out, everyday, seeing them grow and learn. It's an experience for lifetime where you too grow as a parent and learn along with your baby.
Akshara is 6 months old now and lot of milestones to celebrate :)
Month 1: We celebrated the day 1 of this month, we welcomed our little one in to our world with lot of joy and happiness. She was a natural. She latched on so easily to drink milk as if she has been doing it for the past 9 months. All she needed this month was milk, lots of sleep and loads of pee pee poo poo to be cleaned up. She wouldn't even react to any toy. But yes, she SMILED! We celebrated that for sure!
Month 2: Sometime during this month, she started reacting to toys. She could roll her eye balls along with the toy. She could perfectly track the toy as we moved it in front of her. Super duper. We rejoiced :)
Month 3: She was named this month. Akshara Koppineedi. Celebrated in a big way and loads of gifts. Her first pattu langa. Her first Flight travel. And yes.. she arrived home. Blore! We were exhilarated.
Month 4: She started giggling, chuckles, screams.. we had it all. And yeah from rolling her eyes, she was now trying to reach out for that toy. Hand eye co-ordination yayy! and more.. neck movement too. She could turn her neck in the direction of the toy she wanted!! yippie! Her first new year party. Her first play gym experience.
Month 5: She lifted her legs up, perpendicular, turned sideways and yeah,,.. she rolled over!! Initially struggled to take the hand stuck below her, but soon that was also achieved! quick learner there! Her first pongal.
Month 6: Solids!! Started on cerelac. She loved it. She started crawling. but yeah backwards. Reverse gear worked first :) Bonded big time with her granpa, granma and baamma.
There have been bad days, tough days, fun days.. complete roller coaster for life!
Akshara is 6 months old now and lot of milestones to celebrate :)
Month 1: We celebrated the day 1 of this month, we welcomed our little one in to our world with lot of joy and happiness. She was a natural. She latched on so easily to drink milk as if she has been doing it for the past 9 months. All she needed this month was milk, lots of sleep and loads of pee pee poo poo to be cleaned up. She wouldn't even react to any toy. But yes, she SMILED! We celebrated that for sure!
Month 2: Sometime during this month, she started reacting to toys. She could roll her eye balls along with the toy. She could perfectly track the toy as we moved it in front of her. Super duper. We rejoiced :)
Month 3: She was named this month. Akshara Koppineedi. Celebrated in a big way and loads of gifts. Her first pattu langa. Her first Flight travel. And yes.. she arrived home. Blore! We were exhilarated.
Month 4: She started giggling, chuckles, screams.. we had it all. And yeah from rolling her eyes, she was now trying to reach out for that toy. Hand eye co-ordination yayy! and more.. neck movement too. She could turn her neck in the direction of the toy she wanted!! yippie! Her first new year party. Her first play gym experience.
Month 5: She lifted her legs up, perpendicular, turned sideways and yeah,,.. she rolled over!! Initially struggled to take the hand stuck below her, but soon that was also achieved! quick learner there! Her first pongal.
Month 6: Solids!! Started on cerelac. She loved it. She started crawling. but yeah backwards. Reverse gear worked first :) Bonded big time with her granpa, granma and baamma.
There have been bad days, tough days, fun days.. complete roller coaster for life!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Mis-Interprettation
There is this beautiful song from Masoom "Tujhse naraaz nahin zindagi, hairaan hoon main" .
Very well written, beautifully composed and well sung. But all these days the meaning of the first few lines always bothered me till I asked my friend for the meaning of it.
Here are the lines:
"Tujhse naraaz nahin zindagi, hairan hoon main,
Teri masoom sawalon se pareshan hoon main "
This is what I interpreted:
Shabana Azmi singing this song to the little Jugal hansraj saying " AM hairaan about why Zindagi is not naraaz with you . And am pareshaan with your masoom sawaal".
Thankfully this is what it means:
Shabana Azmi singing this to herself and telling zindagi that she is not angry with life but just hairaan. And she is pareshaan about the questions zindagi is throwing at her!
Thank you Gunjan for the real meaning. And no questions on my IQ level please...
Very well written, beautifully composed and well sung. But all these days the meaning of the first few lines always bothered me till I asked my friend for the meaning of it.
Here are the lines:
"Tujhse naraaz nahin zindagi, hairan hoon main,
Teri masoom sawalon se pareshan hoon main "
This is what I interpreted:
Shabana Azmi singing this song to the little Jugal hansraj saying " AM hairaan about why Zindagi is not naraaz with you . And am pareshaan with your masoom sawaal".
Thankfully this is what it means:
Shabana Azmi singing this to herself and telling zindagi that she is not angry with life but just hairaan. And she is pareshaan about the questions zindagi is throwing at her!
Thank you Gunjan for the real meaning. And no questions on my IQ level please...
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Working Mother's dillemma
I know a lot of people have gone through this before me and a lot will after me and am not the only one. But posting this just to mark that I am going through this, and may be someday my daughter will also read this.
I am very bad at making a decision and sticking to it, even if its smallest of things like selecting some snack from given menu. I would struggle to arrive at something and most of the times end up regretting why I chose this and not something else. And this time the menu card showed just two things and am still struggling. One, take a break from work, watch my baby grow and give her the best of nourishment, and my entire time and attention. Two, join back work, trust others in bringing up my baby, and give her the maximum available time left after work.
Choosing One also means I will be sitting idle for some time doing nothing( even if there are hazaar things to do, my laziness takes over me) and take care of the baby rest of the time. And Choosing Two also means a super busy life, struggling and juggling and living in constant guilt that am not able to give enough time to my baby.
I knew the above before I even got preg and taking a decision seemed so very easy! Obviously the first! Welcome break from work, no pressure of getting up early and catching the bus, no work pressure, no appraisals tension. Just some happy time at home with the baby. I made the decision of taking a break from work by choice and not by force. And am also blessed enough to be able to ignore the financial aspect while taking the decision (Thank you H) .
But now, when am actually going through it, am finding it tough to be sitting at home. I never actually realised when going for work had become an addiction for me. I know I will regret the moment I will join back work, coz by then Baby would be my bigger addiction.
Inspite of knowing everything, pros,cons it sometimes just gets to me. With not so friendly neighbours, no one to show off your new dresses to and no one to talk to the entire day(am Not talking about the one sided baby talk) , and even if I meet some other mothers at the park in the evening , it's only about babies, and it just gets too much to handle. What did I used to talk about before I had a baby??
With extremely supportive H and an absolutely adorable daughter, am just sailing through this. May God bless me with more mental strength to stick to my most sensible decision I made.
I am very bad at making a decision and sticking to it, even if its smallest of things like selecting some snack from given menu. I would struggle to arrive at something and most of the times end up regretting why I chose this and not something else. And this time the menu card showed just two things and am still struggling. One, take a break from work, watch my baby grow and give her the best of nourishment, and my entire time and attention. Two, join back work, trust others in bringing up my baby, and give her the maximum available time left after work.
Choosing One also means I will be sitting idle for some time doing nothing( even if there are hazaar things to do, my laziness takes over me) and take care of the baby rest of the time. And Choosing Two also means a super busy life, struggling and juggling and living in constant guilt that am not able to give enough time to my baby.
I knew the above before I even got preg and taking a decision seemed so very easy! Obviously the first! Welcome break from work, no pressure of getting up early and catching the bus, no work pressure, no appraisals tension. Just some happy time at home with the baby. I made the decision of taking a break from work by choice and not by force. And am also blessed enough to be able to ignore the financial aspect while taking the decision (Thank you H) .
But now, when am actually going through it, am finding it tough to be sitting at home. I never actually realised when going for work had become an addiction for me. I know I will regret the moment I will join back work, coz by then Baby would be my bigger addiction.
Inspite of knowing everything, pros,cons it sometimes just gets to me. With not so friendly neighbours, no one to show off your new dresses to and no one to talk to the entire day(am Not talking about the one sided baby talk) , and even if I meet some other mothers at the park in the evening , it's only about babies, and it just gets too much to handle. What did I used to talk about before I had a baby??
With extremely supportive H and an absolutely adorable daughter, am just sailing through this. May God bless me with more mental strength to stick to my most sensible decision I made.
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