Its a funny family thing , my parents and I call darwaja as darjava, . The nomenclature was performed by my little sister, and it stayed for 25 years and doesnt seem to be going anywhere for next 25, at least. Though, she graduated to darwaja , pig and bakri from darjava ,pigri and kabli respectively, a long long time ago , the names got stuck with us and we still dont seem to get over these.
Being a Mom to a toddler I can now relate with the joy my parents would have felt when we would have spoken our first words. I feel a surge of excitement when Mr T calls a baloon , baboon, the bathroom as bathoom, a dog bhu bhu , a car pi pippi and so on. The pride grows even more when he does the rolling wheels action pleading me........naah rather, ordering me to put on wheels on the bus video on you tube on the ipad. Not to mention, that the funky gadget once belonged to my husband , who doesn't get to enjoy it anymore. My heart goes to him when I see him surfing on our 5 years old laptop, with almost no keys on the right place and then the moment little one puts his choice of Bingo video on Ipad, the same heart swells with so much pride .
I give in and yet again give in to his demands of a daily lollipop while coming back from school , a new ball almost every day and a new baboon to be filled up every half hour till he goes to sleep.Still, smiles ,hugs and kisses in return , never fail to bowl me over. Its amazing, how a toddler is controlling every moment of my day, every thought and action of mine. Also probably all my conversations , which my friends colleagues and neighbors or rather my whole social circle would readily agree .
The idea of a fun outing these days is to either a park, a zoo, play dates and if its a lucky day , then birthday parties . Mr T makes me believe that birthday cakes are the yummiest food on the earth and nothing can be more precious than the return gifts. Gone are the days when weekends included lazing around until mid mornings ,Shopping afternoons, catching up late night movie shows and romantic dinner dates. Online shopping which once was a craze, is a necessity now unless, running behind a toddler in mall corridors is your idea of a work out. And yes, face the stares of shop attendants making you feel like a shop lifter , when a 2 yr old takes the stuff and runs out of the shop in midst of repeated beeps of sensors buzzing on the doors. .
My days now start with the morning cuddles and sleepy smiles which lasts for 15 min and then the fun begins. He doesnt call it a night until he has had his daily set of jumps and ridings on my back .
These days he has learnt the magic word NO. Mr T take bath --No , Mr T please wear the diaper , NO Mr T lets have breakfast NO. I wonder, if he thinks I do not understand the word at all because he turns his head at a speed which might induce a pain in the neck , frustrated.
Motherhood also seems to have intensified a crazy streak in me . Rainy weather which once was romantic and refreshing now raises my BP. I worry endlessly that he might catch cold or viral. Every fever bout sucks the life out of me. Every mosquito now is an arch enemy and I feel the onus to extinct their race, is on me. Every sneeze is an alarm of something more serious. Every throw up makes me suspect food allergies . Every phone call from his school raises my anxiety level manifolds. Two days back he stuck his head between two rods in play area and got himself in a tricky situation ..its been 3 days and the nightmare of same episode has not failed to wake me up at night . But everything seems just right when I see him sleeping next to me with an angelic smile. It feels everything in the world is just right. Perfect.
So immersed we are in this little world every thing else seems trivial. We have forgotten what life was like before him . Days are filled with laughter , every milestone is a moment of celebration now. It seems my thought process has changed . I appreciate , all blessings the God has bestowed on us .
I remember as a self doubting new mom I asked my Ma, how will I be able to take care of him and She said Love makes it all happen . It sure does :)
Being a Mom to a toddler I can now relate with the joy my parents would have felt when we would have spoken our first words. I feel a surge of excitement when Mr T calls a baloon , baboon, the bathroom as bathoom, a dog bhu bhu , a car pi pippi and so on. The pride grows even more when he does the rolling wheels action pleading me........naah rather, ordering me to put on wheels on the bus video on you tube on the ipad. Not to mention, that the funky gadget once belonged to my husband , who doesn't get to enjoy it anymore. My heart goes to him when I see him surfing on our 5 years old laptop, with almost no keys on the right place and then the moment little one puts his choice of Bingo video on Ipad, the same heart swells with so much pride .
I give in and yet again give in to his demands of a daily lollipop while coming back from school , a new ball almost every day and a new baboon to be filled up every half hour till he goes to sleep.Still, smiles ,hugs and kisses in return , never fail to bowl me over. Its amazing, how a toddler is controlling every moment of my day, every thought and action of mine. Also probably all my conversations , which my friends colleagues and neighbors or rather my whole social circle would readily agree .
The idea of a fun outing these days is to either a park, a zoo, play dates and if its a lucky day , then birthday parties . Mr T makes me believe that birthday cakes are the yummiest food on the earth and nothing can be more precious than the return gifts. Gone are the days when weekends included lazing around until mid mornings ,Shopping afternoons, catching up late night movie shows and romantic dinner dates. Online shopping which once was a craze, is a necessity now unless, running behind a toddler in mall corridors is your idea of a work out. And yes, face the stares of shop attendants making you feel like a shop lifter , when a 2 yr old takes the stuff and runs out of the shop in midst of repeated beeps of sensors buzzing on the doors. .
My days now start with the morning cuddles and sleepy smiles which lasts for 15 min and then the fun begins. He doesnt call it a night until he has had his daily set of jumps and ridings on my back .
These days he has learnt the magic word NO. Mr T take bath --No , Mr T please wear the diaper , NO Mr T lets have breakfast NO. I wonder, if he thinks I do not understand the word at all because he turns his head at a speed which might induce a pain in the neck , frustrated.
Motherhood also seems to have intensified a crazy streak in me . Rainy weather which once was romantic and refreshing now raises my BP. I worry endlessly that he might catch cold or viral. Every fever bout sucks the life out of me. Every mosquito now is an arch enemy and I feel the onus to extinct their race, is on me. Every sneeze is an alarm of something more serious. Every throw up makes me suspect food allergies . Every phone call from his school raises my anxiety level manifolds. Two days back he stuck his head between two rods in play area and got himself in a tricky situation ..its been 3 days and the nightmare of same episode has not failed to wake me up at night . But everything seems just right when I see him sleeping next to me with an angelic smile. It feels everything in the world is just right. Perfect.
So immersed we are in this little world every thing else seems trivial. We have forgotten what life was like before him . Days are filled with laughter , every milestone is a moment of celebration now. It seems my thought process has changed . I appreciate , all blessings the God has bestowed on us .
I remember as a self doubting new mom I asked my Ma, how will I be able to take care of him and She said Love makes it all happen . It sure does :)
