Checked in

In Pune right now. Checked in to Le Meridian , one of the best hotels of Pune. Its beautifully done and amazing room. But mazza nahin aaraha hai. I am terribly missing my daughter and H and just want to get back home and back to my routine life at Bangalore.
Last 1 week had been too taxing, too much travel , too much of emotional disturbance, and icing on the cake was today when I hospitalised for a bad stomach upset followed by low BP with no emotional support/physical help around. It was deppressing to say the least to be not able to share your suffering and all together a different struggle to keep the spirit up :)

Last week kept me away from my daughter for 4 days and I have to say, it was tough. I love the juggling routine with her around, and I actually didnt know what to do when she wasn't around. I still wonder how I spent my weekends before she was born and life was so so so boring back then :)
Love you baby and miss you so much... mwaah!

This one is another daughter isnpired post..

Its raining cats and dogs in Bangalore, everyday its a struggle to reach home safe and dry, thanks to the muddy skiddy roads and overflowing underpasses. The peak traffic woes are a given during the rainy season. While I was cribbing about my feet getting dirty, my dress getting mud stains, little did I notice that my daughter was enjoying the rain.
The other day I was taking her out on a fairly clear evening for a drive, and on the way to parking lot there were a lot of puddles. The first puddle my lil one came across, she jumped right in to it splashing the water all over. I tried to be mad at her for splashing the dirty water all over her and me but oh boy! the joy on her face .. totally worth it! All she cared was the fun she got out of the water splash, she just didnt bother about her feet getting wet or her dress getting wet. It was pure innocence wanting to have fun in a puddle of water. I could never get myself to do that, inspite of the fact that its fun and the feet can be washed and dress can be cleaned!

Why do we all grow up in to such moronic adults missing out on the fun in lil things of nature?

Pressure cooker life

Did I just few days back post I was happy? I so wish I could say that again. Right now I feel like a pressure cooker, ready to blow up any time! I also do not have a whistle to release the pressure.
Its surmounting. To keep up to things, to try and fit a lot of things in one day, to be able to maintain good health, to cook everyday, to reach office on time for calls, to reach home without getting drenched, to make sure there is something for breakfast tomorrow, to be able to catch some sleep, to be able to follow the serials, to be able to catch up with friends and the icing on the cake is to return to home to an angry husband and silly pampered child and a maid on leave.

I know its grandparents birth right to pamper their grandchildren silly but the amount of time and effort it takes to get back the children to their normal state is enormous and attrocious. Not to forget the frustration meanwhile. The kids become this so not them kids, throwing tantrums, wanting to be carried all the time and so very fussy! Arghh last thing I want with so many other things to be taken care of.

I will get through, I know. I always have. If I have managed to smile and laugh and win a series of high pressure one minute games at ofc in the last 1 week, I can do anything. All I need is a big smile and a tight hug, an assurance am not alone...