The Mighty 2ft 2incher

Remember, two most cliched dialogues from 70s movies "Bachhe to bhgwaan ka roop hote hain" and "Bhagwaan ki marji k aage kiska bas chalta hai" ? Combine these two and you will get an insight on the wisdom exclusive to the the "Terrible twos" mommie club .Gone are the days of cuddly embraces , cutie drools , toothless grins and wobbly walks, which use to drive me crazy in a loving sort of way . The new Almighty avatar of Mr T is highly assertive, knows it all and is  annoyingly,Brutally cute.
He defies me , with conviction only a two year old can have , at one moment and hugs me tight and gives me a pack on the cheek ! the next. Literally makes his papa and me dance to his tunes and croons of machli jal ki rani hai, Go banana, wheels on the bus and his vary own creation Tu Tu Pan...(dont even ask me the meaning of it , I am also trying to figure out).

His whims and fancies are my command these days, I have to give away my blanket at 11PM  for his tortoise and doggy who need the cuddly comfort of blanket coz there is no fur on their plastic bodies. I melt at the the sound of two words "Siiit mamma" and get up and forget all about the sleep I was about to get engulfed with . Its 11 PM and yes there is an aerobics session I have at 6 in the morning . If this sit mamma gets followed by "ya pe sit  mamma " when points to his crib and asks me to sit next to him , leave aerobics I even forget that its night.

I happily call his Dadaji from the toy phone and tell how he is doing , what he ate and whom did he play with and suppress the bout of laughter , when he prompts to remind me of something I missed.
And yes , I dont get embarrassed when I am given a baby wipe and  asked to clean the mall floor, his play area slides and even other public places because he found them "chi chi" .

My phone is not mine at all , and yes it sadly is the property of my office which m sure they will disown seeing the state of it , for the trials and tribulations it undergoes in hands of Mr T. Give Me .GIVE ME and the shouting continues till he succeeds in snatching it from my hands. Sometimes he says "Ipad chahiye" in his sleep and I burst out laughing in the middle of the night hearing this.

The other day Mr T changed 8 T shirts and shorts to find the perfect pair, which came out to be the one he has worn last night , to go to school. My frustration turns into a smile and then laugh when he admires himself endlessly in the mirror in his slightly soiled T shirt and shirts and says "So cute!!!!"

He makes stories every now and then . Last night he was complaining that his head hurts because "Armani" has hit him there. Not to miss the fact that "Armani" has relocated to US 2 months ago. He is fascinated with friends these days , there is a Siya didi he misses every hour of the day and meets her every evening , like he is seeing her after ages!! . He has also found a role model in "Gappu bhaiyya" and follows him literally in every aspect. Sometimes that even includes calling me Shippa Aunty as Gappu bhaiyya calls me that. I am fascinated by the mentoring Gappu bhaiyya provides to him , its he who has taught Mr T how to brush, how to wash hands and I am hoping one day....One day he will even potty train Mr T.
He has a little social circle of his own now and my a large part of my friend circle are his friends mommies..and yes so comforting it is to spend time with them .
He has a special relationship with every one in the family now. Calls my cousin and his best friend Sammu numerous times in a day and has ample to talk about every time. The other day he was showing the new trutle toy to Sammu so excitedly I couldn't stop smiling . They have special games to play with each other.
Then their are special names
His circle of love and affection is growing and trust me there is no feeling better than seeing him love the people we love .

So different is the second year from the first. He is not a baby anymore but rather his own person. Has strong likes and dislikes and gosh!! he is much more demanding than any manager I have got in my career so far :).Some days, I wish I could have a remote button for life I would just pause this phase of my life. The other days I couldn't stop wondering what will he do next.

At times I wonder am I doing everything as I should be. Am I an being an over indulgent parent ? Should I be a little stricter or a little lenient .May be I am learning with him every day .., may be there is no right no wrong , together we will figure out whats best for us. I am doing what my heart says , probably it will be best for him , may be that's what they call mother's instinct.