Ever wondered how imp are blessings in life and blessings in disguise are even better ..
wondering why am i talking about it no other option to read the post below
i saw this message "Jeete raho " on the billboard .now how imp are these one liners if i can say so in our life .
we are living in a world which is on the run where there is absolutely no time for your partner or for your baby or the family , with all this there is no time for yourself finally.
I have never questioned myself untill now why does work gets so imp that u cant sacrifice for ur own gud, jeopardizing one's physical and mental health where in there is no time to play with my growing child ,cant answer to her needs as i am totally exhausted from the days work.dont even get to situation between me n my partner i have started to feel that i am single yet a parentAll this at the cost of independence or Freedom.
Freedom of any kind is not free now i know.
how important is it for any women in this age to be independant ,is money so important in our lives.
Are the days gone, where most women stayed at home n took care of the family chores happily watching TV n munching side by side n not to forget the accumulated mass on the hips ;).
But i feel in ur life if u really feel that u need a break from all this then that is where u need to take a call.
i knw many of u after readin this ll wait to see the after math of this but really guys,life is race i know but it ll not hurt to stop n take a look around.
Its your life n life is calling where are you ????
Tuesday, 12 October 2010
Tuesday, 24 August 2010
Finally Amu Celebrated her 1st B'Day
Since my girl was born this was THE topic of discussion among the family "how to celebrate Amu's 1st birthday .My better Half (what ever better is left ;) ) wanted to have big bash n me wanted a simple affair which obviously ended in arguments between us (all thanks to Amu).
Finally a week before her b'day amu fell sick and it was so severe that we had to get her hospitalised .she ofcourse got better and we gt discharged in one day but the pain that u go thru as a parent when ur infant is getting pricked ask my husband he ll be in a better position to answer as he was in the scene watching ,holding hlis fat tummy tightly(all said n done btw i just cant forget the day n hope tat no other parent goes thru the same).
getting on to the story telling ..so when the D day arrived ,since amu was hospitalised a week back we finally agreed to have a very simple affair .
S was on his way to book THE cake and we got talking and i asked him to buy few gifts for the Neighbouring kids but they were not on the list actually none of them were until one thing led to another n we had invited 50 ppl [trust me all des 50 ppl ver just immediate relatives of S ,frnds were nt even on the list neither were my relatives :(]
Since we had landed ourselves into this ,we were going to have 50 odd guests over n we were just 4 hours away absolutley no preparation ,believe me we dint even have a decent dress for amu.[imagine the toll on us if we had to have a big bash like my husband's plan and no wonder women r the home makers in the world ]
The place had to be decorated,food had to be arranged ,the princess had to be decked up to add to this the caterers in the vicinity were all canceling on us due to time constraint we dint know what to do than to convince and coax since we had already invited ppl over.
so everything had to be done neatly finally the clocked ticked and amu was ready to cut her first cake ahh wot proud feeling for papa n mama more than us were our parents seeing us all grown up n celebrating our kids b'day successfully 'cos nobody expected us to pull it off that nicely everything had turned out so good all speacial thanks to S n his brother and My MIL and my MOM we had sucessfull n wonderfull 1st birthday party for Amu .Hope to have many more like this .
Luv u Amu .
Finally a week before her b'day amu fell sick and it was so severe that we had to get her hospitalised .she ofcourse got better and we gt discharged in one day but the pain that u go thru as a parent when ur infant is getting pricked ask my husband he ll be in a better position to answer as he was in the scene watching ,holding hlis fat tummy tightly(all said n done btw i just cant forget the day n hope tat no other parent goes thru the same).
getting on to the story telling ..so when the D day arrived ,since amu was hospitalised a week back we finally agreed to have a very simple affair .
S was on his way to book THE cake and we got talking and i asked him to buy few gifts for the Neighbouring kids but they were not on the list actually none of them were until one thing led to another n we had invited 50 ppl [trust me all des 50 ppl ver just immediate relatives of S ,frnds were nt even on the list neither were my relatives :(]
Since we had landed ourselves into this ,we were going to have 50 odd guests over n we were just 4 hours away absolutley no preparation ,believe me we dint even have a decent dress for amu.[imagine the toll on us if we had to have a big bash like my husband's plan and no wonder women r the home makers in the world ]
The place had to be decorated,food had to be arranged ,the princess had to be decked up to add to this the caterers in the vicinity were all canceling on us due to time constraint we dint know what to do than to convince and coax since we had already invited ppl over.
so everything had to be done neatly finally the clocked ticked and amu was ready to cut her first cake ahh wot proud feeling for papa n mama more than us were our parents seeing us all grown up n celebrating our kids b'day successfully 'cos nobody expected us to pull it off that nicely everything had turned out so good all speacial thanks to S n his brother and My MIL and my MOM we had sucessfull n wonderfull 1st birthday party for Amu .Hope to have many more like this .
Luv u Amu .
Tuesday, 25 May 2010
Two Identities - one soul
Aaaaaaaaaaah the days are finally here where i can be me, let my hair down and have some fun yeah ..dont go starry eyed... with my baby ofcourse 'cos amu is almost 10mnths old now and pretty grown up i should say though the nights are still grumpy atleast the times are here where we can together have fun as a "TEAM" (yeah we are a team after amu finally made up her mind to take me as a part of her team and not just as a care taker).
every time for me to post something new i need a strong reason to trigger me or else my writing skills wont come alive.
Everything around amu makes me to live life to the fullest but unfortunately i don't get the Fullest time to see her growing days which is what i ll miss and regret through out my life but the time i get to live with m sure i ll make the fullest of it.
Everyday i look at her my heart jumps so high 'cos i become a child with her all over again finding ways to spread my wings .
Everytime when i say NO to amu when she is doing something wrong she continues to do so purposefully and with eyes widened she sheepishly smiles reacting to my cold stare (but believe me i am loving every moment of that of that reaction).
Ever wondered what happens to the child in you when you have a child , i feel though the space is conquered ,i wud say revive and renew or else it mite just stay void
As a popular kannada song goes " rekke iddare saake hakki beku baanu bayalali thelutha thanu mele haaroke "
i donot know if the days coming ahead are the stages of a girl morphing into a mom or i am having dual personality or its just hallucinations of wonderland that i am dreaming of.
I just cant wait for those days where we as a team 'll get to do all the stuff (stuff here clearly means girls stuff) aahhhh am so glad that i had a girl ( i know my hubby dearest will go all greeen reading this .dont worry honey we will ultimately let u into the team only if you promise to behave as a good Dada and gud hubby or else you 'll be just be a mere chaffuer what say amu ;))
Yeah Girls do Rock!!!
cheers ....
every time for me to post something new i need a strong reason to trigger me or else my writing skills wont come alive.
Everything around amu makes me to live life to the fullest but unfortunately i don't get the Fullest time to see her growing days which is what i ll miss and regret through out my life but the time i get to live with m sure i ll make the fullest of it.
Everyday i look at her my heart jumps so high 'cos i become a child with her all over again finding ways to spread my wings .
Everytime when i say NO to amu when she is doing something wrong she continues to do so purposefully and with eyes widened she sheepishly smiles reacting to my cold stare (but believe me i am loving every moment of that of that reaction).
Ever wondered what happens to the child in you when you have a child , i feel though the space is conquered ,i wud say revive and renew or else it mite just stay void
As a popular kannada song goes " rekke iddare saake hakki beku baanu bayalali thelutha thanu mele haaroke "
i donot know if the days coming ahead are the stages of a girl morphing into a mom or i am having dual personality or its just hallucinations of wonderland that i am dreaming of.
I just cant wait for those days where we as a team 'll get to do all the stuff (stuff here clearly means girls stuff) aahhhh am so glad that i had a girl ( i know my hubby dearest will go all greeen reading this .dont worry honey we will ultimately let u into the team only if you promise to behave as a good Dada and gud hubby or else you 'll be just be a mere chaffuer what say amu ;))
Yeah Girls do Rock!!!
cheers ....
Monday, 5 April 2010
Anniversary
Me and SP celebrated our 2nd anni recently and it was pretty much a nice day (you will know why pretty much later )though same like the first year as we visited a temple and went out for dinner outside with family (with a new member now ofcourse).
Since SP had worked overtime the previous night due to which we couldnt plan a trip ,i was totally annoyed with him but as soon as he handed over my gift i went all weeeeeee inside my heart thought all posing grumpy outside .
viju - sorry i could not get you any gift.
SP - its ok ma i dont expect
viju - you dint expect so you already thought i wont get you anything(digging my own grave here why even mention dont want chapter close)
SP - no ma i meant its ok if you dont get me any presents.
Woman i tell you get so enchanted about gifts ,their D-days on the contrary not the same with men you know though they expect ,the expectation is not compulsion unlike us.
Long live men and their generosity and simplicity.
P.S - i did try and spend time on getting a neat gift for SP but the choices that we are left with are so minimal for men that it got me so confused that i just put a hold on the very thought.
Since SP had worked overtime the previous night due to which we couldnt plan a trip ,i was totally annoyed with him but as soon as he handed over my gift i went all weeeeeee inside my heart thought all posing grumpy outside .
viju - sorry i could not get you any gift.
SP - its ok ma i dont expect
viju - you dint expect so you already thought i wont get you anything(digging my own grave here why even mention dont want chapter close)
SP - no ma i meant its ok if you dont get me any presents.
Woman i tell you get so enchanted about gifts ,their D-days on the contrary not the same with men you know though they expect ,the expectation is not compulsion unlike us.
Long live men and their generosity and simplicity.
P.S - i did try and spend time on getting a neat gift for SP but the choices that we are left with are so minimal for men that it got me so confused that i just put a hold on the very thought.
Thursday, 14 January 2010
She looks like me,like me not
The moment anyone sees my baby , the very first thing that crosses their mind is remblance and the next curious question is popped at you ,who does she look like ?
you will not believe this started, the instant Amu (my baby girl) was born inside the operation theatre.
Though heavily drugged i could vaguely hear my gyneac talking to another gyneac [who by the way scolded me in btw e operation for not eating properly] that she resembles her mom [ this was even before they showed her to me heights !! ].
So literally a war [ not a cold one believe me ] began among the paternal and maternal side . The former [being partial to the father ] wanted the baby to have their looks [upto looks are fine,hope it doesnt extend to characteristics as wel ;-)] and you can guess by now what the latter wanted.
But the truth was that she resembled her dad more since her birth and when ever the same judgment came from visitors ,we could see the proud papa [ with his chest broadened ,thinking after all she is my daughter ] with a broad smile ofcourse feeling pity for me that she doesnot resemble me.
Does it really matter whom she resembles ?
Personally for me that was not affecting at all [ 'cos i had other things to ponder at ]
you know i have always been this very pampered and derived most attention from my parents for one i was the youngest and other mostly 'cos i was weak [which they considered as i was a poor eater and was prone to illness all the time]and sometimes i would not miss a chance to utilise this in my favour to the fullest .
When i see Amu( my baby girl) now getting undivided attention from everyone even from strangers sometimes, it makes me wonder what power a little girl must be having to pull people to herself without her knowledge.
The other day when i was trying to put Amu to sleep even after many tries she wasnt giving in , though she was very sleepy and tired and i noticed that the moment SP returned from work and picked her ,she sprang to him with joy and was all set to start playing with him [These kids nowadays,they are all packed with energy, i wonder how our parents managed multiple kids -Kudos to them!!!]
After her birth, the moment she set her eyes on SP ,Amu has been very fond of him, i dont know if its 'cos the conversations she used to have everyday with him when she was still in my tummy and it got continued even after birth keeps me wondering.
Though i consider that everything goes smooth when SP is around her , i sometimes envy the bond that they share [thinking ...though she was corded in me for 9 whole months]
After this ,just a mere thought crossed my mind to write a letter to Amu [dated now but to be read by her in future]
Dear Amu,
This is my first letter to you when u are just 5 months old,you can always read it ofcourse when you will be eligible to identify the letters in them.
The moment you came into our world i have gained more than what i have lost .No baby i am not talking about my weight here.
Its been just wonderful to have you in our lives.
I feel very sorry that i cant spend more time with you as my most desire was to be independant financially [Though i want to be independant in all the ways].
I do really miss those first few months when i was a full time mom to you.
Due to this you seem to prefer others more than me[ since i make you lie down all the time hence i must be the most laziest mom according to you] mostly the people who take you out and who play all kind of games with you[even though they will look the silliest and stupid games that they could have ever come up with ].
Since i am not around you all the time i want you to know that i really love you the most even more than i love daddy [I hope its not Vice versa here ].
I know that you love being with daddy more than me for your own rightful reasons, i can understand but honeybun i want you to remember it was me who wanted a baby girl and your daddy wanted a boy and he was so sure and confident of having a boy that he had already made 20 years game plan with you [ what a hearty laugh i had had when i heard its a girl ].
On a lighter note-Though i always want and wish that you cling to him more always for my own selfish reasons , i want you to remember you are a part of me and when you really need me , i am always there [whether its 2 AM in the morning or midnight ]and also i know when you will reach your teens you will have to come to me only for approval of your late night parties [otherwise your dad will have to keep a big everest size stone on his heart to give you perm and i cant even picture the scene when you will start dating for which he mite have a heart attack]
I am really happy to have you in my world 'cos i am going have a lot of fun with you [Just hoping that someone's heart doesn't go bleak].
Your ever loving,
Mamma,mommy,amma or the conventional maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... [what ever that you mite call me one day]
p.s :- According to My personailzed survey : My daughter has resemblance towards her paternal side than maternal.
you will not believe this started, the instant Amu (my baby girl) was born inside the operation theatre.
Though heavily drugged i could vaguely hear my gyneac talking to another gyneac [who by the way scolded me in btw e operation for not eating properly] that she resembles her mom [ this was even before they showed her to me heights !! ].
So literally a war [ not a cold one believe me ] began among the paternal and maternal side . The former [being partial to the father ] wanted the baby to have their looks [upto looks are fine,hope it doesnt extend to characteristics as wel ;-)] and you can guess by now what the latter wanted.
But the truth was that she resembled her dad more since her birth and when ever the same judgment came from visitors ,we could see the proud papa [ with his chest broadened ,thinking after all she is my daughter ] with a broad smile ofcourse feeling pity for me that she doesnot resemble me.
Does it really matter whom she resembles ?
Personally for me that was not affecting at all [ 'cos i had other things to ponder at ]
you know i have always been this very pampered and derived most attention from my parents for one i was the youngest and other mostly 'cos i was weak [which they considered as i was a poor eater and was prone to illness all the time]and sometimes i would not miss a chance to utilise this in my favour to the fullest .
When i see Amu( my baby girl) now getting undivided attention from everyone even from strangers sometimes, it makes me wonder what power a little girl must be having to pull people to herself without her knowledge.
The other day when i was trying to put Amu to sleep even after many tries she wasnt giving in , though she was very sleepy and tired and i noticed that the moment SP returned from work and picked her ,she sprang to him with joy and was all set to start playing with him [These kids nowadays,they are all packed with energy, i wonder how our parents managed multiple kids -Kudos to them!!!]
After her birth, the moment she set her eyes on SP ,Amu has been very fond of him, i dont know if its 'cos the conversations she used to have everyday with him when she was still in my tummy and it got continued even after birth keeps me wondering.
Though i consider that everything goes smooth when SP is around her , i sometimes envy the bond that they share [thinking ...though she was corded in me for 9 whole months]
After this ,just a mere thought crossed my mind to write a letter to Amu [dated now but to be read by her in future]
Dear Amu,
This is my first letter to you when u are just 5 months old,you can always read it ofcourse when you will be eligible to identify the letters in them.
The moment you came into our world i have gained more than what i have lost .No baby i am not talking about my weight here.
Its been just wonderful to have you in our lives.
I feel very sorry that i cant spend more time with you as my most desire was to be independant financially [Though i want to be independant in all the ways].
I do really miss those first few months when i was a full time mom to you.
Due to this you seem to prefer others more than me[ since i make you lie down all the time hence i must be the most laziest mom according to you] mostly the people who take you out and who play all kind of games with you[even though they will look the silliest and stupid games that they could have ever come up with ].
Since i am not around you all the time i want you to know that i really love you the most even more than i love daddy [I hope its not Vice versa here ].
I know that you love being with daddy more than me for your own rightful reasons, i can understand but honeybun i want you to remember it was me who wanted a baby girl and your daddy wanted a boy and he was so sure and confident of having a boy that he had already made 20 years game plan with you [ what a hearty laugh i had had when i heard its a girl ].
On a lighter note-Though i always want and wish that you cling to him more always for my own selfish reasons , i want you to remember you are a part of me and when you really need me , i am always there [whether its 2 AM in the morning or midnight ]and also i know when you will reach your teens you will have to come to me only for approval of your late night parties [otherwise your dad will have to keep a big everest size stone on his heart to give you perm and i cant even picture the scene when you will start dating for which he mite have a heart attack]
I am really happy to have you in my world 'cos i am going have a lot of fun with you [Just hoping that someone's heart doesn't go bleak].
Your ever loving,
Mamma,mommy,amma or the conventional maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... [what ever that you mite call me one day]
p.s :- According to My personailzed survey : My daughter has resemblance towards her paternal side than maternal.
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
Motherhood
I have been wanting to blog from a long time but ever since my baby girl came into this world , it took longer than expected and seemed nearly impossible....now keeping her progress as an inspiration to write ,here i go.
In this blog you will see
viju - thats me!!!
SP - my better half
Angel - our offspring :)
Viju [being upset hearing to the so called "good news"] - you must be kidding me
SP [trying to console with his intellectual words] -Never forget that good news brings a lot to cheer and spreads happiness around.
The word "Mom" describes a woman who loves you unconditionally from birth, the one who puts her kids before herself and the one who you can always count on above everyone else.
Just telling her your problems makes you feel better because mom's always know how to make it all go away and even if you fight, know that she's just looking out for your best interests. blah ... blahhh blahh.....and the charecteristic list went on.
Thats when the million dollar question arises in viju's mind
Viju- Helloo!!!! i have a mom for all this then why should i be a mom now?
I am just married not yet termed 1 yr when already juggling with work,friends and life and as if they were not enough reasons for me to moan , there comes the so called good news for the family .
By the time i could get a hold on this thought there arrived my little angel who just by her touch and presence changed my complete life around[ which now anyway just revolves around her .]
The day begins with a beautiful mesmerising smile which is so ecstatic,it looks as though you are starting a fresh new life with someone so adorable and lovable .
And You have your very own mommy moments where no else in world than us can have [alas !!! something that we pioneered at huh ]
In this blog you will see
viju - thats me!!!
SP - my better half
Angel - our offspring :)
Viju [being upset hearing to the so called "good news"] - you must be kidding me
SP [trying to console with his intellectual words] -Never forget that good news brings a lot to cheer and spreads happiness around.
The word "Mom" describes a woman who loves you unconditionally from birth, the one who puts her kids before herself and the one who you can always count on above everyone else.
Just telling her your problems makes you feel better because mom's always know how to make it all go away and even if you fight, know that she's just looking out for your best interests. blah ... blahhh blahh.....and the charecteristic list went on.
Thats when the million dollar question arises in viju's mind
Viju- Helloo!!!! i have a mom for all this then why should i be a mom now?
I am just married not yet termed 1 yr when already juggling with work,friends and life and as if they were not enough reasons for me to moan , there comes the so called good news for the family .
By the time i could get a hold on this thought there arrived my little angel who just by her touch and presence changed my complete life around[ which now anyway just revolves around her .]
I feel that mothering is a hidden feature present in every women which just comes alive from the touch of her child.
Though we all know its the most hardest and lowest paid job but supposed to be more rewarding [just keeping the positive spirits high here :) :)]
Ofcourse my life too went through all topsy-turvy and guess what i am still juggling with work schedules,family ,mothering and friends.so whats new in life then,
Though we all know its the most hardest and lowest paid job but supposed to be more rewarding [just keeping the positive spirits high here :) :)]
Ofcourse my life too went through all topsy-turvy and guess what i am still juggling with work schedules,family ,mothering and friends.so whats new in life then,
I will tell you what
After a baby entering into your life ,it seems like time has come to a standstill where you dont know what is happening around ,seems like all the seasons have changed for you alone.All the dreams and aspirations have taken a backseat .world doesnot look so competetive anymore yet 24 hours in a day arent enough.The day begins with a beautiful mesmerising smile which is so ecstatic,it looks as though you are starting a fresh new life with someone so adorable and lovable .
And You have your very own mommy moments where no else in world than us can have [alas !!! something that we pioneered at huh ]
You get to discover the very first things that the baby does, her dream laugh,her instantaneous mindset of relying on you,her little quest for her mamma as soon as she wakes up.
Those intimate snuggles and giggles with your baby are so precious that you dont want to trade them for anything in this world.
Finally not to mention that they are the great stress busters after a tiring day at work.
Hmmm ......after all this we are getting all geared up for parenting and not to forget the equal responsibility pact that me and my better half share .
Anyways ... I am finally here and vow to contribute to this blog regularly !
Here is to myself .... goodluck and happy blogging!!!!
And
SP - happy momming viju !!!
Viju - Yeah , lets mom it up [thinking what ever happened to all the equal responsibility that we had oathed by ,huh]
Dedicating this blog post to Our sweet Angel.
Those intimate snuggles and giggles with your baby are so precious that you dont want to trade them for anything in this world.
Finally not to mention that they are the great stress busters after a tiring day at work.
Hmmm ......after all this we are getting all geared up for parenting and not to forget the equal responsibility pact that me and my better half share .
Anyways ... I am finally here and vow to contribute to this blog regularly !
Here is to myself .... goodluck and happy blogging!!!!
And
SP - happy momming viju !!!
Viju - Yeah , lets mom it up [thinking what ever happened to all the equal responsibility that we had oathed by ,huh]
Dedicating this blog post to Our sweet Angel.
For old times sake
Many of us think to redo the things that we enjoyed in the past and miss the most now but how many of us get to spread our wings n go back in time leaving the current monotonous busy life that live today. Sigh.....
when we were small we worried less and laughed more as there was infinite hidden happiness ...
As we grow up we tend not to miss laughter just to surpass the unspoken sadness...
Have you ever thought that nostalgia is something that which will always be in the idealized form and never materialize.
Those early
"Bike riding days with friends, singing to the bird tunes”
Those
“Planned weekends, we used to visit every girls house in the class” and
“Schooling Days when we would go exploring the city that we lived in and loved”
“Days that we spent playing in the neighbourhood with friends until dinner time”
Cant forget those days of watching wonder years ,BAB ,and of course everlasting sound of mahabharat on sundays coming from everyone's house.
arghhhhhhhhh the good old days...
No wonder everyone says that "old is gold" .
when we were small we worried less and laughed more as there was infinite hidden happiness ...
As we grow up we tend not to miss laughter just to surpass the unspoken sadness...
Have you ever thought that nostalgia is something that which will always be in the idealized form and never materialize.
Those early
"Bike riding days with friends, singing to the bird tunes”
Those
“Planned weekends, we used to visit every girls house in the class” and
“Schooling Days when we would go exploring the city that we lived in and loved”
“Days that we spent playing in the neighbourhood with friends until dinner time”
Cant forget those days of watching wonder years ,BAB ,and of course everlasting sound of mahabharat on sundays coming from everyone's house.
arghhhhhhhhh the good old days...
No wonder everyone says that "old is gold" .
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