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powder milk November 17, 2009

Posted by preetischronicle in baby food.
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I started my son on formula milk when he was 4.5 months old.  I preferred Nan over other brands because of 2 reasons – his doctor recommended it and some of my friends who had kids before me trusted it too. I tried starting my son on whole milk when he was about 13 months old, however his milk intake was drastically cut down as he didnt enjoy the taste at all. I tried using several additives to make the taste more comfortable for him, but he just wouldn’t have it! I checked with his doctor and he said we could give him formula milk up until he is 2 years old. Though he was consuming whole milk in many other forms like in his daliya, oats, as curd, icecreams, sooji ki kheer but would have none of it through his bottle. A bottle feed meant only formula milk.

Since about 2-3 weeks ago, we were astonished to see Nan3 off the shelves of many of medical shops. Suddenly it went out of stock! I searched the whole market in my side of Delhi and couldn’t get even a single pack. I decided to start him on Lactogen, and was praying that he accepts the different brand and doesn’t cut down his milk intake. Thankfully, he lapped it up. In the meantime, I checked out on my local medical store the reason behind this sudden disappearance of Nan3 from the market and I was told that Nan3 has come under scanner since their milk powder was found to be unsafe for kids. I was absolutely completely stunned, and my head was spinning with the thought of just how many packs of Nan3 have been had by my son. I used google to find out the reason but somehow didnt find anything that related to their milk powder being spurious in India. I had nightmares remembering the disastrous China milk powder scam and spent many a sleepless nights. So one day I resolved to make every effort under the sun to get him started out on whole milk. I have now managed to replace one of his feeds with a bottle of whole milk, heated to his taste with one spoon sugar and one spoon bournvita. 

I dont know if the story about Nan3’s disappearance is true, is it still available in your local store?

Little V is 15 months September 21, 2009

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Been a few days  since he turned 15 months old, I do not usually do monthly posts and just pen down things about him as and when I feel like. Though I did quarterly updates in his first year.

Little V’s very social nature is at its best these days. We have been having many visitors at home, and they’ve spent certainly more than a week with us and all have been welcomed by him with such warmth. He treats them with all his antics – breaking into impromptu dances and doing all sorts of cute actions and gestures to floor them.  I think he loves all the attention and loves it when people go awwwwww and clap for him.

Now Little V has a sharp memory. I know most kids do, but I certainly feel he’s special. When Little V was about 9 months old, his dad went on a business trip and was away for 3 weeks. When little V saw him at the end of those 3 weeks, he had just remembered him completely and didn’t take even 2 seconds to recognise him. My sis-in-law used to visit us once a week, but many many months ago she could only manage once in 3-4 weeks and that must have happened while he was 6-8 months old and never once did he not recognise her.

He loves music and will break into a jig on his favorite numbers – currently being dil bole hadippa, dance pe chance marle. Some of his favorites he can recognise on the car radio, radio at home and of course on tv, even if it plays in the background of some program. He can remember the beats and the tune and will come running to the tv room to spot the song, if he hears it in the house.

Little V, can say a lot of words now chu(for susu), po (for potty), papa, mumma, teddy, di, bua, bye, jai, shaiki(for cycle), motah(for motorcycle), car, fa (for fan) , tee(for tv), baar(for bahar), maa(for water) and gol. I have taught him this cute action where in when I ask him ‘fan kaise chalta hai’ and he goes ‘gol gol gol’ and moves his finger in a circular motion, its really really cute!

Little V walks now and on soft surfaces like grass he will almost run! and I am so scared sometimes that he might fall and well he’s had some bad falls too, but I guess thats all a part of his learning now.

Little V has become so very protective of his mommy, he wouldn’t let anyone come close to me! The maid is not allowed to oil my hair. Hubby is not allowed to help me wear a saree or tie me neckpieces, forget holding hands etc. This weekend I took him to my tailor and he wouldn’t let the tailor take my measurements. If me and hubby happen to be a bit close to each other, Little V breaks into a cry until we are away from each other or else if we ignore his cries for even a bit, he just turns his back at us and starts going in the opposite direction, sulking and shedding these very big tears and sobbing until I go lift him. I am actually secretly enjoying all this protective behavior and this breaking into a scream when someone touches me :) and I don’t know how long it lasts.

Little V loves his lego pieces and is very engrossed in joining or disjoining them, initially he would just pick up the container, empty it out and run away. He was gifted this lego by his grandparents when he was less than a year old . Gradually I managed to teach him to understand ‘daalo’ and I would allow him the thrill of emptying all the contents and then say ‘daalo’ and he would put all of them back in. He could do this trick many times a day. Since many weeks now, he’s been making an attempt to join them and doesn’t throw them all out. I have seen him try to join together about 3-4 of them at a time and I am so happy to see him play constructively with these.

Of all the books that he has, he’s memorized them beautifully and knows the contents of the books from its pictures on the cover. And sometimes when he and I go through the books I keep asking him ‘yeh kya’ (whats this) and then he would tell me whatever it is. What this has led to is that any other book Little V lays his hands on or any object that he sees at home – he comes to me and asks ‘ye ka’ and I am so glad to see his curious spirit. And he’s satisfied by what I name it and gives a brief sigh!

Little V’s dad is again away for a few weeks on work and we have been video chatting over skype, and whenever little V sees his dad, he has an expression of deep surprise on his face, it seems he cant reconcile as to how his dad is appearing on a computer screen and talking from it. Its appears to be very unbelievable to him! and he follows daddy’s directions when dad says, ball leke aao, or something but he appears to be very confused.

Now little V’s dad has a habit of doing these official calls from home. And of course I have some of my own phone time at home. The result is that Little V now picks up our handsets or anything that looks like a cellphone(could be a tv remote) and puts it to his ear and has these very long conversations on the phone, with lots of gesticulations and talks very very animatedly, it’s hilarious. And this conversation goes on and on and he walks around the house with the phone next to his ear. It never tires him! and it’s all gibberish! only yesterday I heard him say ‘ya ya’ to a tv remote on his ear :) Once he actually lifted a landline (which was removed from its port) and was walking around in the house having a conversation while dragging the instrument along with him!

 These are such lovely moments of his growing up and he’s becoming this adorable little boy now!

the man I married August 28, 2009

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A tag that asks you to write 5 good things about the person you married has been doing the round on blogs. While no one tagged me, I decided to pick this up on my own and do a post for my husband. While I could go on endlessly about what all I dislike about him and my set of endless recommendations for him (I could do a 100 points post on that one). Of course I have a huge huge list of those things and I am really very tempted to put them down here. But for now I’ll stick to the good part, and here’s my 5 :)

Our honeymoon

While we were planning to move out of India just immediately after our wedding to a country that had never been visited by me, he could have just gotten away with the whole honeymoon bit. But he chose to take me…hold your breath….to switzerland..yay!. It was and is undoubtedly the most wonderful trip of my life, not only because he choose to take me there while we could have spent time in the country we were planning to stay put in for a few years but because switzerland is indeed heaven on earth. It is without doubt the most beautiful country on this planet. Carpets and carpets of greenery, the clear lakes, awesome weather..nature at its best. Splendid!

My best friend

I share everything with him, we speak n number of times a day, whether work related or personal or office gossip, I call him him during the working day to get it all out. I am just so used to him being this friend to me, whom I can share every single thing in my life with. Companions in the truest sense really.

Giving me the biggest surprise of my life

It was my birthday and a very usual day at work, we were out for some group training for a few days. It was very dull and boring and at that time with my previous organisation repetitive too. At that time he was living in the US (we were not married) and told me he will not be contactable for a few days since he and his friends were planning to go skiing and the phone networks do not work in that area. So besides the boring training I was so bored not to be able to speak with him during those 2-3 days. And, on the second day of the training, I get a message inside the hall that someone had come to see me. Now this really surprised me, who would want to come see me at an outdoor training venue without even bothering to call first on my cell. What could be so important, I thought of family, but they would always call first and then drop by. It sounded weird. And I kept thinking the message must be for someone else. And then, I walk out of the training and-see-him standing in that corridor, right-in-front-of-my-eyes. I could have passed out, I almost did. I thought I was dreaming and had gone crazy that I was seeing  him or hallucinating or something. But he was there, on my birthday, giving me the biggest surprise of my life!

Calling me by my pet name or other such sweet names

Now I have one of the funniest and in a way a cute pet name. My family used to call me by that name until I became a teenager and realised that wasn’t the name I wanted anyone to use for me. And then my family just stopped using that name for me and simply outgrew the habit of using it. However, now that I am a bit more sensible :) , I love the fact that I have this cutesy pet name and like to be called with that name. And he uses it pretty often, something he does without cue and so lovingly, I find it very flattering and very sweet of him to do that  :)

Made for each other

In many ways he and I are alike and very often quite the opposites too. However, deep down in my heart I do very often (err…sometimes not) feel that we are indeed made for each other. That we are soulmates and this union, our marriage, our togetherness was always meant to be. We were destined to be together. We are just inseparable. There’s something about him, that makes my heart skip many a beats! all the time!

these are the few of his favorite things August 21, 2009

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–Little V is so fascinated by toy cars these days. It is clearly his favorite toy and favorite activity to crawl around with them. Pushing them along and then running after them on his four. Every morning when he wakes up the first thing he says is ‘cah’ ..mama ‘cah’ ..’cah’ kha? which means car kahan? I say you can make him play with just one toy car all day and not give him anything else to play with and you will have a happy child!

–’Ba’ which means ball. Balls of all colors, shapes and sizes. And he has also learnt how to throw a tantrum to make us buy him one at any toy shop he can spot when we are out.

–’kaiki’ which means cycle or his tricycle. Loves to ride on it anytime of the time. Will even push it around for ya, the only pity is, the cycle isn’t capable of holding anyone’s weight except his own.

bits July 31, 2009

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Little V took 2 little steps yesterday! This is @ 13.5 months. He’s also effortlessly cruising with his hold on walker (its not the sit down walker), maneuvering it quite well and even using just one hand to move it along. So the baby is almost walking. Sometimes, I sit back and wonder which was the best phase of my baby and every month seems to be really the best one!

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I had some very tough days lately with Little V’s day care arrangement getting upset, the old couple became grandparents and left to be with their daughter in the UK. However, I have learned that every problem actually has an opportunity somewhere. We saw some day care facilities and nothing really pleased us. What could match up to the lovely home Little V was going to.   I was lucky to be allowed to work early morning hours and I work from 7am to 3pm and Little V’s dad work  until late evenings. This has worked out really well between us. Both of us are getting to spend a lot of time with Little V. Infact he has atleast one of us for most part of the day. I take him out everyday on his bicycle and he’s made several friends around our block. The only downside of this is the impact this has on my sleep. I have been sleeping very little. Since Little V and his dad dont need to wake up early, the house goes very late to sleep and I am the one who wakes up early and then has the entire day lined up either at home or office.  I finish my housework when little V takes his afternoon nap, and in a way get to spend more time as a couple too! In my earlier set up I would spend all my available time with Little V and do my housework when his dad would be back.

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Little V is speaking many words now and even attempted speaking calculator calling it ‘cal..tor’. If I sing rhymes, he imitates the sound and the tune if he can’t say the words.  And he’s developed a fancy for cars, and loves to point out to every single car on the road  and say ‘cah’. He can identify cars in cartoons, books, movies, any tv show with ease. He also loves pointing out to buses on the road and speaks up ‘bah’ on seeing one. Truck is not all too familiar with him though he’s quick to say ‘guck’ when he sees one. ‘Bah’ is being used for bus, balloons, blocks, baarish, ball and its now upto us to point out the right one when he says ‘bah’!

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August is a month of many birthdays. We’ve been invited to several kiddie birthday parties and I am all too excited to take my baby at each one of them since he enjoys birthdays now. Looks like the festive season will be here very soon. Yeah! life will be busy and thats how we like it! :)

madre June 22, 2009

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The most complex relationship for me has been that of a Mother. For me that name feels like a big, gaping hole in my heart. Sometimes I can see that hole and it appears like an endless abyss, dark and unknown. Like the black hole in the galaxy, no matter how much I force myself to see it, it just gets more and more infinite. Sometimes in my sleep I can see that hole and that part of me aches badly now. I had my mom for the nine months she kept me and for the day I was born. I was brought up by my family very lovingly. I never really missed or craved for my mother until, well almost until I got married. When I missed her, it would be the same as someone who didn’t have a brother or sister would miss having one. I never cried for her. I do not know how this came about, but my family never talked about her. We never had any of her pictures hung around the house. I do not know my parents anniversary till date and I didn’t know how she looked almost until I was 16 or something. I heard many stories about the kind of child I was, I could dress up on my own for school and just wait for someone to button up my shirt and tie my laces. How no one ever bothered to see if my homework was done, since I always on top of it. How I could cook a decent meal while I was just about 12 years old. Basically just how good I was :) . And I have fond memories of my childhood. I have memories of lots of uninterrupted play, of my birthday celebrations, of being loved, pampered, going for holidays, meeting cousins, like just any other child. A normal childhood. I never remember my family pity me or say to me or to anyone – oh poor child! She doesn’t have a mother. Or hear them say, she missed this and she isn’t this since she never had her mum. I often had my mum’s cousins tell me, how I looked like her and how I had her taste in music and hair like her. And I also heard from others how my father refused several second marriage proposals because he thought he couldn’t trust anyone to bring me up. I never felt that someone was missing from my family or there was something I missed in my relationship with them. I do not know whether it was a good thing they did when they never talked about her. When I was small I think it worked, at that time it was good, since it never made me miss her. But now I feel, had they brought up the topic and made me realize what I was missing, I would have been less sensitive to such talk. Now when I miss her, I cry endlessly, as if I just lost her yesterday!

I do not have a mother. I never had one. This is a fact of my life. And it has never come to haunt me as much as it does now. Does it make me over sensitive? I do not know. Does it make me unaware of a mother’s feelings? I do not know. I have known aunts and my friend’s mothers, my sister is a mother too. My thinking is different since thoughts like ‘what would my mom have done in this situation’ do not cross my mind. I am my own kind of mom and I am growing and evolving. I am learning as I go along. And I want to be ‘my’ kind of mum.

This post didn’t make much sense. ok.

Son you are One! June 16, 2009

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Son, you turn a year old today. From what the baby centre website described you as a poppy seed you are now, as your daddy calls you, with much pride, our baby elephant. For months I carried you in my womb and careful of what was going on in me, and I remember your tiny fingers and toes I counted in the ultrasound room and your body parts I scrolled over on the screen and how your dad sat through for hours glaring at your ultrasound photos, wondering who it was and what our baby looked like. Your each kick, each twirl on the ultrasound made my heart skip a beat and made me marvel at what I was creating. On your birth son, a mother was born in me. I never knew what motherhood was, until I had you. I never knew the kind of joy, that special feeling that you have now brought to my life, to each of my days. The feeling of having given birth, of creating life, realization of the fact that you came from me. I never knew so much happiness could emanate from someone so small :) . In this first year my life revolved around you. We became parents and we reveled in all the responsibility and the joy it brought us. Every new thing you did thrilled us. When you smiled, we felt so touched with its purity. When you recognized us, we felt rewarded. When you rolled over we celebrated. When you ate solids we gasped and felt overjoyed. When you crawled we marveled.

In our lives we do so many things unconscious of the fact that all along we are making memories, for ourselves or for someone else. Like they say, every day looks the same and yet after some days everything is different. With you every day is a new day and so much is different and every moment is a memory we create. Son, as I see you grow and do new things, I can see how I am creating memories for life for myself. Of this new person I created and of this new person you made me into. I never felt about time being so effervescent. Of how fast this baby is growing up. Sometimes I feel like pausing the moments and replaying and reliving them!

That little person you are son, you are just so perfect. That innocence in your eyes. Your affectionate ways. Your faith in us. Your lavish smiles. Your coolness factor! It makes us wonder about your genetic influence! You are the best of both of us and even more. Our world seems to wrap around you and we are so excited to see you grow up and do new things every day. You do not stop to amaze us.

Son, we love you. May you always find happiness and success in all that you do. And may God always bless you!

We have planned a birthday party for you and we hope to give you a rocking time!

Love and blessings, Mum

In 4 years of pre marriage June 15, 2009

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and a little less than 4 years of post marriage, I still haven’t found a way to get past his macbook, his i phone and the occasional tv. They stand and stay between us. phew!

Dad’s baby May 27, 2009

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 Little V is on a Daddy craze these days. It all started with my husband leaving the city for work one morning before Little V could wake up and see him. Little V spent that morning generally feeling sad. He didn’ t even enjoy his bath that day. Carried a very sullen face to his day time care. And it kept me wondering what was wrong with him.  I never thought it was daddy that he was missing. When his dad came back in the night, Little V was absolutely thrilled to see daddy. And he wouldn’t let him go out of sight. He wanted to be carried by daddy all the time. And he just totally refused to come to me! It was overwhelming to see that love between them. Hubbie was overjoyed, with all the lavish love Little V was throwing at him. He was crawling and following him where ever he went and the moment he could manage to reach daddy, he wanted dad to pick him up. I could see my husband’s eyes go wet with all that affection. Its so lovely to see a baby shower such unconditional love on us. Little V is a very affectionate child. I have seen kids, but I know there’s something very special about Little V in the way he shows his love to us. Little V greets every visitor in our house, whether a relative or a friend with lavish smiles and never cries out when they hold him. Of course, he’s not friendly in an instant and not so good if he’s sleepy. But if he can see that the visitors are known to his parents and if the guest has a gentle voice and maintains a fair distance from him initially, this boy will simply be all smiles, ready to show off his skills and share his toys. I totally admire this aspect of Little V’s personality, sometimes I find it very inspiring too!

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I can’t appreciate enough the day time set up that Little V goes to. It’s a system which works very well and by far is my best option. For those who do not know, Little V is dropped off by me at a home of an old couple, (in their 60’s, old but still very active), and his maid goes along with him. I pack all the food for him for the day. And there’s another baby who comes also with her maid. So the 2 babies, 2 maids and these 2 gentle souls, they spend the day together(they do not keep more than 2 or max 3 kids). The place is a ‘home’ just like our own homes are. Its nice and warm and just very very homely! They play with him, talk to him, watch over him and keep an eye on the maids. They are also very open to follow my details regarding his food, food timings, sleep timings, play areas and generally my idea of checking on him. They ensure he sleeps some pre defined hours. He’ usually crawling over the house and they happily move furniture to create more space for him to explore. And I can attribute some of his out going nature to his stay at their place. They usually have relatives visiting them. The place is also very very clean. The lady is a very typical god fearing, vegetarian, cleanliness freak, your next door sweet aunty types. When I go pick him up in late afternoons, the curtains are drawn and the place smells like wet earth and it makes me so drowsy too. It gives me loads of peace of mind, to know he’s safe, happy, cared for and ‘at home’. And there’s someone to watch over the maid too. Besides, they are willing to follow all that I say. They say they do not do it for the money, their kids are settled out of India and its the company they enjoy! They do not charge me much and also never complain if he happens to spend an hour or half an hour extra. When I grow old, I want to do this too, its a great way to keep oneself occupied!

ok, so much, now *anti jinx* to the post.

in a few days.. May 8, 2009

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in the middle of June my baby will be a year old. Gasp! and I will be a mother of a one year old. I don’t seem to swallow that yet.  Time flies by so quickly. And now I really want to hold on to this baby of mine.

About 15 days ago, Little V started to crawl. We were thrilled to see him crawl on his four. Shaking that little bum of his and going over all the place. Opening drawers, exploring door stoppers and enjoying being on the hard surface. I guess my baby is a little late to crawl. But I decided never to push him to crawl or worry about it. Every child has his own development scale and they all do things at their own pace. We must never push them. But of course they must have enough opportunity and exposure to take that initiative themselves and we must try not to sweat over it.  He’s all over the place these days. At first, no matter where we left him in the room he would crawl upto me like a  battery operated toy that always returns to the same destination, no matter where you left it. To say the least, it was flattering. He kept coming back to mamma for no particular reason :)

Little V also recently started to sway to some of our own favorite music. When one of our most heard music is on tv, he pauses for a minute from his play to look up to the tv screen and starts to sway to that music. Have you ever seen a 10.5month old sway to bollywood music like ‘massakali’ or ‘kabhi kabhi aditi’, its particularly delightful! Otherwise, he is not particularly fond of the tv and doesn’t watch continously for more than 5 minutes at a go, hence we have the liberty to watch sometimes at a stretch. Usually we hardly switch on tv when we are at home. Sometimes, the entire working week goes by without us even switching it on. Weekends too we settle for some pre decided tv watching which comprises of mostly news and current affairs or music related shows that we are already aware of.  These days Little V’s items of greatest interest are steel utensils of all shapes and sorts, his books and opening and closing cupboards. Steel utensils I think because of the different kind of sounds they can make when banged on different surfaces. With steel utensils he is also practising to use them the way we use them.

These days when I go to pick him up from his daycare, he leaves everything and crawls upto to me in no time and then explains his day’s happenings in his baby language – aaaee, ooo, taaa, itaaaa, ayyyy, aaata, naaah. He also points his fingers at random objects while saying all this. It almost feels like a conversation I am having with him and I am mostly nodding and making sentences about the things he points to. On our way back to home, I think he misses dad badly and keeps saying papapapapa all the time.

He’s also making effort to speak. He says the following words clearly and also knows what they mean – mamma, papa, dede, naeee(for no) and flabur(for flower) and tedi (for teddy) and says bye(instead of waving) to visitors when they leave. He also says kyahe (as in ‘kya hai’ meaning ‘what is it’), but he doesn’t know what kya hai means. And by the way he knows and remembers exactly where the plants and flowers are in the house and points to them from anywhere with ease. Oh little baby, we love you so much :)