A Mom Again

5 years back, I was blessed with a baby girl who changed my life...And till date i don't think I can love anyone as much as I have loved her.. and exactly 6 months back god sent me a beautiful son to relive the precious moments I had spent with my daughter. Everything has returned to me like a dejavu..

Now that he is 6 months old, he recognises faces.. and the one he recognises the most is me, his mom.. he looks at me and gives me heart warming cute and shy smile. a smile that makes one forget all their pain and stress. 

The 9 months that i had spent on bed rest cause my stomach would not let me move an inch of my muscle. the sleepless nights cause the stomach would hurt so bad that i could not even turn to the other side. Everything is gone in flashes once you see the cute lil body in your arms. The best part is that when he is hungry at night, and m sleeping facing the other side of the bed, he happily calls me out and lets me know he is hungry without screeching in a voice that would alarm the entire house. 

i cant wait till the time when i get to hear his first words.. i know time runs its pace and i will never get these moments again. 

Handling the elder kid along with the younger one

 Hi Me,

I created this blog to express my feelings through poems. I loved writing poems and this was the only was I could keep it going in my life.. But for a change, this one is not going to be a poem. 

So I had my first kid 5 years back. She was everything to me. I pampered her like anything. We both were(still are) one soul. But then when i was expecting my second child, all I could think about was how she was going to feel about it. Was she going to feel insecure? Will she hate her sibling? These questions never left my mind.

So I started preparing her slowly.. How I had a small baby in tummy, how i was going to get him out in a hospital and I was going to be on bedrest for a month. How she has to take care of herself and her sibling now. A lot of things. Slowly she started bathing herself, getting dressed by herself, her dad learnt to make her hair. many new changes were happening. She stayed in my moms place for a month(for the first time away from me).

And now we are staying together, in one place. she helps me with all my work, be it changing her brothers nappy, helping me in kitchen, running around doing all small works asked by other family members, drying clothes etc.. 

I want to teach her that no work is small, no work is disgusting. 

She is very naughty, she does lie when she is scared, she does throw milk in sink or food in dustbin when no1 is looking. I have done all these myself but she does not have to know it. I keep trying to teach her right and wrong but I think there are few things life will teach her by herself.

I have a feeling she will turn out to be a good human being, just like her DAD. And she will make me proud.

Love u Princess

Being 30!!

Crossing 30 could just be a number

But the age itself means that there is no place for any blunder

U have got to be mature in every way

Cause there is your family standing at bay

Without your knowledge you become your kids ideal

Its kind of a mixed feeling how that makes you feel

You feel proud to be someone's first priority

But then, even you are down, u don't get no pity

Its a nice feeling to have the house depend on you

But is there any time for you to live for YOU

Feeling under the weather is no less than a nightmare

Who will feed my kids and how will they get the deserved care

Birthdays used to be so much awaited for

Now they come and go and I seriously don't care

What will I do on my kids special day

That's the only thought in mind which comes to stay

I have 2 kids and I feel so blessed

I love to bathe them and get them dressed

Being 30  isn't so bad after all

Having his small happy family has been my best call 

Panchi

Hey dear princess.. today you turn THREE
Without you I cant imagine how my life would be
It seems like just yest you were crawled up in me
and here you are growing up to be another ME

I still remember the day u started to walk
and you would jump around everywhere like a duck
The first time you kissed me Goodmorning
I was awestruck thinking was it my Best Morning

The day when you started going to school
And I waited all day acting to be cool
Couldn;t wait to see you again soon
With so much love for u, I am sure I am doomed

You are all big now that u have started writing letters
No matter how bad you are, you'll only get better
Soon you''ll be as big as you can be
And I'll miss my doll as now you are to me

You, your smile, your pranks are all I adore
Without that our life has nothing to look forward for
I just want to tell you how much you mean to me
I will do everything to make your life as PERFECT as it should be

Being a mother

I dont know how to start the post. I was lying down thinking about my baby, about the mischieves she does, the cute smile she gives when she knows she did wrong, about how will I tell her all this when she grows up. Will I remember all this at that time. And then I thought why not pen it down so that the memories are never lost.
If I could, I would live each day a million times.
I haven even started writing anything yet and I already feel overwhelmed.
Anyways, what is so special about her that I don't want to forget anything.
I don't know. Its just everything she does, every action of hers, every gesture which i try to decode.
She is 21 months old and she is learning few words.
The words she quickly picked are Cow and Baby. So she calls everything by that name. Every doggy, soft toys are baby for her and every bird, cow, are Cow for her.
I started showing her rhymes in my laptop before she was one I think. While she would watch the rhymes, it would give me sometime to do some other stuff.
But look at that, at this age(21 months), she is bored of them already. She wants me to keep changing the rhyme until the one she likes plays down.
Sometimes I feel she is bored of almost every rhyme on youtube. The new ones she wont listen to and the old ones she is tired of listening to.
The best part is that we started putting her to sleep by singing the rhymes as lullaby. So, when she doesn't like the rhyme I am singing, she taps on my mouth hinting me to change the song. And this goes on until I sing the one of her choice.
I have seen no kid become so choosy already. I think now i get to say "Kids of this generation..Gawdd..."

When she is very bored and hyper, and she finds no source entertainment, she will start throwing tantrums.. When I ask her to behave herself, she'll know that she has my attention, And there she goes, she 'll repeat it over and over again, laugh loudly, run away from me but wont stop so that she doesn't loose my attention.

I was on the phone with my mom and I hardly noticed when she opened my cupboard, sat inside and called me out. "Mumma!!!"
I found her cutely trying to fit in my shelf. I asked her to come out so that she doesn get hurt. But she kept on smiling and calling my name so that I keep looking at her.

There have been times when I am lying down relaxed watching tv and she crawls up to me, will sit next to me, keep my arm beside her. rest herself on my body and relax. I cannot express what that feeling is.

I guess being a mother is the best thing in the world. They say being a mother is not easy, but when ever I think about it, its not her tantrums I remember, its not how i managed work with her crying, its only her smile I remember. I think now i exactly know what they call a million dollar smile. And if only looks could kill, it would be hers and I would have died a million times already.

Hope

Whats a hope worth
When in trouble, is it someone who comes forth
Or is it that consolation inside you
Asking you to give it a shot before you turn blue
Or a friend by your side holding your hand
Telling you, you aren't alone when you stand
May be your family with confidence in their eyes
That the night will be gone as the time flies
Your spouse looking at you all the faith he has in you
You can do it just whatever it is that you want to do
Its this hope that lets you fight with just anything
One can face their problems while they happily sing
Just a hope and you are through
Just go ahead and do what you want to do

What do I miss?

He asked me what do I miss about Bangalore

What are the moments that I still adore

Surprised I looked at him not knowing what to say

There is so much that I miss, I want to share, if I may

Small moments of happin ess with my friends

Them trying to fool you while the other pretends

The biryani with chips just next to my PG

Moments that were cheerful and some  that were cheesy

Random drives to Koramangala to have momos

That cluttering of crowds to outside the college stores

The awesomest birthdays ever

Their concern when you are down with fever

The Nice road drives on the bikes and cars

Listening to music below the stars

Uncountable moments hard to jot down

Just feel like I had the happiness crown

Bangalore, oh I miss Bangalore

Everything about you I adore.