Chronicle of my life, times, this n that

Dear Son,

Where did all the time fly and you are already 9 months today. The teeny weeny squiggly little bundle of joy we brought home. The one who changed our lives completely and so beautifully. Every morning there is a little mr chubby cheeks besides me to hug and to kiss and to cuddle. I am enjoying every bit of this mommyhood business…heck! what was I before you sonny!

This has clearly been your milestones quarter. You can roll around all over the bed leaving every thing turned and dragging along the bedsheet with you. The bed sheet was pretty attractive for you for its floral and geometric prints until you found out that there’s a mattress hidden underneath and if you try a little harder, its easy to drag yourself around with help from the bedsheet and at the same time exposing and enjoying the dull looking mattress.  You can scream out a ‘i want it right now’ kind of cry to get the object of your desire – your favorites being -  the barnyard carousel, the telephone landlineinstrument and paper. Coming to paper, this one thing holds your attention from as early as may be 4 months until now. The smallest piece to the newspaper, they are your calling. You wouldn’t trade them for anything. Though you simply tear them off mercilessly, I think its the sound an edition of ‘Mint’ can make while being torn, which is holding your attention. In that sense, you are their most trusted reader in this house. I am hoping the coming years(and that’s a long way to go, I know) will make me see you ‘reading’ it, until then I will pick up all the torn pieces lying everywhere in the room. You have taken to a lot of food that we eat and that – my son- goes a long way in keeping your mom happy. Matar aaloo, meethi aaloo, all kinds of dal, mishti doi, chawal, salads, fruits, icecreams, shakes, you are slowly getting the hang of food happening around the house. That is an essential part of your successful onboarding into the family, afterall the family that eats together, stays together!

Night time is your hyperactivity time. Just the voice of daddy will make you go head over heels. There will be unstoppable laughter around here. You want to hide from daddy and at the same time you are enticing him to come and get you! To which he will certainly oblige. He comes running to you and you both end up with loud chortle and I love this moment and wish the time would freeze somehow! During the course of the night you achieve a perfect 180 degrees move on the bed. If I happen to wake up at around 3am, I can see that you are halfway done with your 180 degree move and your feet are comfortably resting on your dad’s face while both of you are in dreamland. Now that’s another kodak moment for me! I have read somewhere once and a co blogger recommended too, that while leaving the baby once must say a firm happy bye-bye with an assurance that we will be back to pick you up! I have tried that. But you simply refuse to do a bye-bye to mommy. You just won’t. Once I leave you at the creche, you just take your eyes off me, like you can’t see me going or is it that you don’t want to see me going! Son, may be you are trying to make it easier for yourself, but this is getting tough on me. No wait, keep it that way, I secretly like the fact that you just wouldn’t say bye to me! When I am back to pick you up for home, you say your best byes to creche aunty, like you practiced the whole day, just for that 20 seconds bye to her. Besides acting on a simple cue like bye bye, you can also clap perfectly- you clap when asked and when you hear nice music and when you are happy(and you know, clap your hands!). (Is it because I recited this to you pretty often?! ) The clap took some days to learn, initially you were just moving your body in rhythm to ‘claaping-claaping’ that I blurted non stop and then finally the hands came together. So you now do the world’s most wonderful clap complete with rhythm and all.  You can do a very pleasant namaste and I so love that! The coming together of your palms, fingers still figuring out how to exactly overlap, its so damn cute! You can bring forward your hand to do the hello, but occasionally. You can also point out to the fan now, though I am hoping that you haven’t mistaken it for the chandelier. When in trouble, you say mamamamamamama endlessly which makes me run and jump over every thing and every being to get to you, I so love that, keep that up. You also took on a fancy to constantly say papapapapapa for a few days, which is ok, but not for too long ..haan! You can also say, da-da, ba-ba, na-na, de-de, athae-athae and of course you don’t know what any of this means. But I think you may just know what de-de means( a firm ‘give me!’ ). You also sing aaa-aaa-aaa-aaa while moving your body in sync. You can pull the batteries out from the tata sky remote on your own. And this I think has driven you to look at all your toys from the bottom and look for the batteries compartment. You recently learned how to sleep on your sides too. I think you also now understand what ‘flower’ means, thanks to all the roses I kept showing you when I got them for your dad. And when I say the word ‘flower’ it seems to make you happy and you smile, you like them too!  I will see to it that you see more fresh flowers in the house than all the plasticky ones.

When I come to get you from the creche, your hands just reach out for me and you hug me and kiss me and bite me. I just want to hold on to that. I can’t stop admiring this little person that you are, so soft from the outside and the inside and so pure. I experience the purest form of love and I would say the closest to something deeply spiritual when I am with you. Son, I treasure each and every moment of all this and I know there is so much more to come and so many feats you will mesmerize me with. You give a very significant purpose to my existence. I feel I am having the time of my life! traaa laaa laaa laa!

Love and blessings,
Mum