Dinner time thought

As I sat next to a 9 month old , trying to feed her dinner, getting frustrated on the food that I prepared being wasted and wondering what goes in that tiny little brain.
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Yay! I am in high chair. What is mummy doing? I am kind of sure, her name is mummy. Ok I am not really sure who she is but I see her face a lot. I mean a lot!
Ok mushroom is here, too. I wonder why he looks so different than rest of us. He is so white and fluffy.
I see mummy got some toys, there. Play time! Oh yes, mummy says, it’s actually called dinner time. This is my favorite play time. Yay! I am super excited!
What is that you are handing me, mummy?
Look I can pick it up using my thumb n finger. Should I put it in my mouth? Yes?
Let’s try dropping it off from this side of highchair. What? Mummy is trying to catch it. Hurry another side.
Gravity!
Oh, looks like mushroom loves it. May be mummy wants me to feed mushroom. Here mushroom, this looks yum.
Mummy got spoon, she has something in it and that spoon is heading toward me. Open! Open your mouth! Lol! Tricked you mumm, closed my mouth right at the knick of time. Let’s check if mushroom found this fun as well.
Mummy, I got my mouth open here, why can’t your spoon reach here? Mummy?
What? Didn’t see that spoon ? How did that thing got into my mouth? Swimming lesson! Blow raspberries, aim toward mummy. She loves it! She loves it!!
I love this dinner time.
Spoon thing is boring. Look at mushroom, he is all bored. Where is he? I cannot see him? Is that him? Is that him?
No mum this is boring! No!
Yay! She got me something! Pick, take it toward your mouth, look at mummy’s expression! Here mushroom, your treat!
Yay!! Blow raspberries!!

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Motherhood: it’s all colour of the spectrum

How can some one so cute can inflict so much pain?
Those tears just roll down the cheeks and situation gets so out of hand.
One minute, you are flying free as a bird and within a sec, you get shot down.
You constantly question yourself and pity yourself.
You feel like you are fighting a battle you can never win.
Oh the frustrations, you just wish you could go disappear in a black hole!
The crying doesn’t stop. You don’t know what’s wrong.
Why have they not cracked a baby code?
Yet we humans claim we are smart enough to crack outer space!
Seriously!! I am right now ashamed to call myself an evolved being!
And then something strange happen, she smiles
Next thing you know, you are ready to jump the ship!

14 plus

hello,

I am so used to catching glimpse of you.  I have tried to steal glimpse of you atleast once every two weeks but seems like I have to wait another week to see you.  This is crazily insane but it is killing me.  I just hope you are doing OK, dancing around care free.  I hope your stay is nice and cozy with minimum disturbance.  

These days I am turning into one of those person, who can talk hours and hours about you and mushroom.  I am excited to see you, two play and hang out together.  I think that is another thing I am looking forward to.

hang in there buddy,

Love

This is how it all started

One lazy Saturday Morning, as always I was playing with my tweezers and eye brows.  These suckers grows out of control like every 5 seconds.  Apologies for my aggression but plucking hair is one of my guilty pleasure but then again, whose isnt?  On my small mirror, I saw few of those grey hair.  I did not realise I have so much, all thanks to all the chemicals they use for dying your hair.  So I panicked and looked for my hubby, not sure how he could help here.  “OMG, We are getting old, I got head full of grey hairs and we dont even have kids, yet.”  To which he replied that may be we should then have kids.  Not sure how that can undo my grey hair but then and there we decided we should start planning for completing our family and may be plan for a kid.  We are not getting any younger and we both are kinda settled in, we recently bought unit and been working for 3+ yrs.  We have matured a lot and may be its really now a time for us to settle in and plan for a baby.  Decided then. We are not looking forward to build our own family.  Honestly I cannot be any more excited than this. I am over the moon now.  But have to say this is not easy and being hypochondriac does not help at all.  I am freaking out.  What if I spent all my young life avoiding baby and pregnancy and now when I want them, may be Karma will become a bitch.  I love you, Karma. Please be nice to us.

 

PS:  i had to pluck those hair and funnily enough, the roots of the hair was dark but the part where I coloured my hair was grey.  The hair tricked us but the good part is I went to the hair dresser and dyed my hair again.  Chemicals!! I can not live without them.