Khushi at 11

Khushi turns 11 months today. And like I always say , she makes me say this often. Oh Aryan was such a seedha bacha. She is getting naughty with each passing day.

This weekend we went to market with her in the stroller and she pulled a shopping bag lying on someone's table and I had to jump and grab the bag to prevent it from falling. The lady who was sitting just next to the bag exactly knew what happened , however rest of the people on the table stared at me as if I was flicking their bag off :P And then she banged her hand to a dustbin ..Ewww. And sometime later while getting to the lift , she grabbed the shopping trolley  of somone who was going out of the lift. Thankfully did not hurt her fingers , as none of us noticed her antic that time.

I might soon have to sell off the stroller anyways , because she no longer sits on that , she stands. So if we manage to belt her to stroller then we can use it , else we use it keep our hand bags and shopping bags :)

Last evening , she went missing and I roamed around from room to room , shouting "Khushi". No response means danger , else she replies with a "AAAN". And found her , in her own room ofcourse !! She had opened the 2nd drawer of her wardrobe , managed to hold it and stand  and then was busy clearing it up. Yes , she was holding the drawer with one hand and throwing off the clothes one by one with the other hand. Soon we had an empty drawer.

Except from being naughty , she is a real sweet heart. She charms you with her antics all the time. If you put a finger on you cheek and ask for pucha and if she is actually happy with you , you get a REAL pucha , with sound effect :) Sometimes you get way too many , on cheeks and chin and then cheeks again :)

When I ask her if she wants something , a yes is a BIG grin and tilting of head. A no  is indifference.

When she wants to show off that she is in mumma's lap , she will keep her head on my shoulder and smile at the person who is trying to charm her.

Somedays we are lucj to hear a "papapapa " and a "Mummumma" , rarely though. Papa got extremely lucky this weekend when he walked by and she said "aay papa".

When you open the main door or she realizes that we are going for outing , she jumps in your lap so much so that you hand pains.

Bhaiya is adored all the time. Lying next to bhaiya is blissful. Eating off his eraser is a mission. Twice the eraser has been pulled out of the mouth.

Writing is another agenda. She has already scribbled the floor a few times. I am waiting when she will stand up and scribble a few walls and her papa will run around to do a touch up on his newly painted house :) Would love that scene :)

And we had her mundan done on August 26th at chikka tirupati. Now she keeps on touching her head and sometimes tries to locate the clip to pull it off and eat. As if there are no better things to eat in this world.

Here are some pics of the little brattina :)



The naughty little cutie that she is

Can now crawl with jet speed , loves to chase mumma around the house and we sometimes play run and catch game too. Tries to jump down her crib. Walk on the sides of the bed , her arms resting for support. Cries when she wants to sit , but doesnot dare to try. Does not dare to stand without support.

Believes that everything in this world is tastier than the food offered to her. Loves eating toys, garbage, pencils, erasers, paper, banana peel and her fingers. She basically eats everything except FOOD. She is a first grade fussy eater. When she doesnot want to eat , you just cannot give her a spoon full. She will stitch her mouth almost literally and yet keep smiling at you. As the spoon will go near her mouth, she will twitch her nose , like it smells :P. And if at all she wants to eat(very rare scenario) she will climb on you and snatch the stuff and tries to gobble it down with amazing swiftness. Needless to say this is the stuff thats not usually offered to her like maggi :P

Feels its mumma's duty to figure out when she is hungry and rarely demands milk or food.

Loves to bath and dip her hands in the bucket. Claps as soon as you make her sit on her bath bed. Doesnot love to dress up though.

Loves to dance to all kind of music. It may be a title track of some TV show , some movie song or my besoora singing. Shakes her legs , hands , wrists and lifts/ shakes her body ..not in complete cordination though.

Likes to be around her brother without even demanding any attention from him.  Adores him and enjoys his company. When Bhaiya is in mood and there is no Chota bheem on TV the two of them cuddle and giggle for long , else bhaiya will carry her to mumma / dadi saying "lo isse sambhalo". He understands that its his responsibility to take care of her when there is no adult around and gets stressed.

Says bye when ever asked , even when the person she has to say good bye is carrying her in his/her lap.

Demands 110% attention as soon as she sees mumma or papa after work, even though its for just 10 mins.

Enjoys throwing stuff around. Can stand up holding the table and pushes every single thing down. Loves to drag off the table mats or trays and does not care if that lands on her head or not. Claps after throwing any clothes or nappies that rest on her crib.Throws off any toy or other stuff thats on her walking track.

Loves to go out. Jumps all the way during outings. Loves dressing up only when its for an outing.

Gets tickled with slight touching and giggles and make you giggle.

Fill our home with smiles.

More Titbits about Khushi!

Even after such a long long post , there is so much I have missed.

Your kisses : The wet long kisses with your mouth open so wide that it feels like you want to swallow me up. As soon as I step in the house I have to rush to the bathroom to wash my hands and face ..rush but without making any sounds. Because the moment you hear or see me , you cry and shout to be carried and the moment I carry you , you try to swallow me up :) Its such a pleasure. You feel my face with your tiny hands and then choose between my chin and cheeks and then shower me with an unending kiss :)
Today it even happened in the morning when you woke up.

Your Little games : When one of us place a handkerchief on your face and you pull it off within seconds and smile !

Yesterday you discovered another new game actually. You were lying next to me while I was reading from my laptop. And you started shouting. So I averted my eyes to you and you started giggling loudly. It has become a game since then, whatever I am doing I have to have my eyes on you.

Your toys : I shoud post a pic of your favourite ones. We have a doremon , Tutu the turtle , Goofy the dog , Rosy the doll , singer dog who is actully nameless , a guitar and a few rattles in our favourite list and we choose and play with them as per our mood.
The doremon is blessed as he can even make us roll over. The turtle is blessed since I allow him to sit on my tummy and back :)

Your stroller: We should name it silencer. It can silence you when you are crying. As soon as you are in that you know its time for sight seeing and you happily keep quiet for that. We some times take you sight seeing from one room to another till you doze off :P

Letter to my little one-3

Its already more than 5 months dear since you popped out of your hibernation. And your lazy mum has not even written one post for you. A crime that is ! But hope you will learn to forgive me sooner than later :P

Our lives have changed since we saw you live , on 4th Oct 2011. When you were born , I could not really believe it happened. Somehow I thought the process was quicker but more painful than the first time. And when the doctor said its a girl , I thought it must all have been a dream. Has God really granted my wish ? My desperate wish to have you as a girl. I looked at your papa and asked again , its a girl ???? He said yes , but I could still not trust. After a few moments the nurse showed me your face and I felt that nothing can be cuter , prettier than this baby in the entire world. "Kitni pyari hai na ?" , I asked your father wanting nothing but an affirmation, which obviously came , as if he had a choice.

When they gave you for nursing after about 20 mins or so , I could not stop seeing you , still trying to believe that you are my girl !! A part of me asked why I am so excited and emotional , this is my second baby and I know what to expect and another part of mine said that , yes I knew , but its a girl , a pretty little one , plus I love her as much as I loved Aryan. Yeah that was one tiny fear that would come off and on ..will I be able to love my second one as much I loved Aryan? But the moment I saw you , I knew the answer.

After all the process was over and I was finally on my own , I realized that my eyes are wet with satisfaction and happiness !

Hospital

Your stay in hospital was more or less uneventful. You remained a good baby just like your brother , giving me enough rest , napping peacefully , sometimes in your cradle and sometimes on my bed. I remember the scared face of the nurse when she saw you sleeping next to me. She asked me , if I can sure take care of you. She was satisfied when I told that this my second one and I will be careful not to have her hand or leg under my HUGE body :-)
And we came home on 6th Oct 2011 , Dushera. Your dadu , dadi and bhaiya greeted you with aarti and flowers. Kheer was made in your welcome and to my surprise , even I was allowed to have it :)

The first month

After 2 days of stay with dadu dadi they went to meet your 4 days elder cousin and your nani came to see you. You bonded with her so well. You would be happy in her room. Would chat endlessly with her. Would sleep next to her when I could not make you sleep. It was a pleasant sight to see you both curled on the edge of a huge double bed.

When you were barely 17 days old , you had your first flight to delhi. And you met your entire extended family except your mama mami. You met your twin cousin and it was pleasant sight to have 2 of you side by side. It was instantly concluded that you were brat and "gambhir" and she was smiling and "shaant" , as if you cared :P You continued to be a brat throughout the trip , crying at the drop of hat :) But who are we to blame you , a tiny little one anyways has a lot to adjust with and you were being exposed to so many new faces, sounds, weathers. I am proud that you braved it all !! We came back home after your first diwali and family get togethers :)

Second to fourth month

We were on our own. You and I. Your bhaiya would go to school and your papa to office. And we have a good time with each other. With no one around , I really felt you , smelt you hugged you and kissed you. We bonded like no one else. The moment I recall that this won't last when I start work , I would shudder. How will I manage without seeing you ?

You bonded so well with your brother as well. He will climb on your crib and talk to you endlessly. Or he will have you on his bed (HIS bed only) and sing "Dhingachika" to you. Sometimes you would spend an hour with each other. It was your private time and I was called only when a nappy change / burp was required. I also looked forward to this time for two selfish reasons , one , it was so rewarding to see you both happy and content just being with each other , two , I had some time of my own ..15 mins at a stretch before another nappy change :) How he worries and takes care of you is beyond my imagination. He would run around the house to fetch nappies and towels. He would change sheets in your crib and cradle. He would check you every 5 mins , sometimes every 5 seconds to see if you are wet. He would shout louder than you when you are uncofortable , "mumma dekho isse kya ho gaya..jaldi"

Your papa had little time with you but whatever time you had with each other you spent them fruitfully. You both would inspect each other's face for changing expressions. You would flaunt your million dollar smile and he would swell in pride. Your eyes would glitter and he would realize his love for you. However no one can disturb your dad when he has a news paper in his hand or when he is deep in his thoughts. On such times , you would sit happily in his lap and READ the paper with him. Or you would sit on his arm on his side as he paced up and down the living room in his thoughts. You never disturb him with crying or blabbering. I realized that just being with him means a lot to you and no words or constant blabbering is necessary. And with your dad's constant effort and loads and loads of patience you achieved another milestone. You learnt to feed yourself with a bottle , making me feel relaxed , happy and sad. Ofcourse someday you would understand why happy and sad at the same time.

Fifth month to now

I started working however not for full day. The uncertainities at work have allowed me to spend little extra time with you but even then I stay away for good 4-5 hours. You have been managing well , initially with dadu dadi and now just with dadi.

After the hospital days , you never really liked to sleep next to me. Believe me, I never slept over your arm but probably you understood the nurse :-P. You are happy when you sleep in your cradle and restless on the bed. So you sleep in your cradle at most times, even nights. When hungry you don't cry but you call. I love your way of doing so. You actually don't cry for hunger unless I give you a deaf ear for long.

The day you completed your 5th month we did havan, sort of annprashan, for you and fed you a spoonful of rice. However you did not like it much. After trying rice for few days , we resolved to moong dal and then khichdi , foods that your brother also loved as baby. But unlike your brother , you hated banana. I realized that I have a fussy eater in making , unlike my elder one. One cannot be equally blessed twice.

You rolled for the first time , somtime in your fifth month but that was only for recording the milestone. You decided not to repeat the effort unless absolutely necessary. Recently you repeated the effort a few times but only on desperate need.
Neverthless you manage to get what you want , by twisting and rotating and then twisting again. If nothing works , you use your vocal cords. Success is all that matters after all.

You have filled our monotonous life with daily surprises. Your smiles make our days bright. Your bonding with your brother , makes life worth.

I so want these days to last longer but I know soon you will half an year old. And in no time you will be half a decade old , just like your brother. Time passes and it passes fast. Grow up well my little one ! Hugs !

It was NOT a dream !

Yesterday night at 12 AM , an arm curled around my neck , followed by a peck on my cheeks and I opened my eyes to the wide awake little boy with bright eyes , asking for water :-) BLISS !

When I asked him about it in the morning ,he giggled for few seconds and then he held my face in his hands and showered me with N number of kisses all over my face :-)

The ways you love ..

..Not just me , not your papa , but all the near and dear ones..

You still remember your dadi fell down around 1.5 years back in bath room and hurt her back a little. You still kisses her back to sooth when she comes.

You still remember that your nani had a fracture in wrist and you talk to her about it every now and then.

You point to kids on TV and on road who have little resemblance to Anirudh or your other cousins.

You miss your Bua and didi for days, when you meet them once in few months and you always remember the ways you played with them.

You want to visit your dadi and taiji each time you see an aeroplane.

You would suddenly start talking to your cousins , imagining them around you, when they are 2500 kms apart.

You would want to talk your dadi and nanu on phone almost every day and would share the details of your school and creche with them, also would narrate ABCD and all the knowledge that you have accquired.

You would want to talk to all the relatives over the phone , every once in a while, when neither they nor you would know what to talk. You would still feel happy to listen to their voices.

You would suddenly gel with certain people whom you never met and will talk about them for days after meeting them.

You are attached to all the kids and maids in day care and remember tiny details of how they talk or how they say certain words and would tell those to me.

You would love the way your dadu calls you "beti" , dadi calls you "betu" , mumma calls you "beta" , papa says "yes beta" and nanu says "mera bacha".

You would remember the compliment your nani gives , "Aryan is a good boy" and say it in her accent.

You would miss your toys , especially engine and car , while on vacation.

You would jump at the site of your previous house and say "Old Ghar Jana Hai".

You would tell me , that though you enjoy the school , you still want to stay with mumma and papa.

I failed to record all this last year , better late then never :-)

Happy Birthday Sweet Heart !

Another Woman in his Life :-(

Yesterday I was shopping and I showed him 2 colours of a top and asked , "Aryan kaun sa acha hai" , expecting him to tell me , which colour does he like better.

Pat I got the reply , "Mumma A (his GIRL friend's name) jaisa pehno".

Poor me , I did not know I should laugh or cry. My son already has another woman in his life and she is already competing with me. GRRR :-O

Kya Yehi Pyar Hai ...

In Aryan's daycare there is a little girl A. She lives in our apartment only. I always knew that they are friends but now , I am not sure if its just plane friendship ;-)

They both start jumping looking at each other. In the morning and also in the evening at the park. A usually goes to the park every day since her father works from home and is able to pick her in day light. We try to take Aryan to park whenever we can. So whenever we come early , we just dump bags and run for park.

Earlier I used to change Aryan's dress / sandals to shoes but now he does not have patience for that too. If I ask him to change he would tell me , "dress gili hai" meaning all the dresses are wet and so nothing to change :-P

There are days when we run to reach the park only to find that A is not there. On those days I try to encourage him to play with other kids But witness his reactions on few of such days.

Day 1 : After 5-10 minutes of waiting and loitering around , he stands tall on the top of the slide to see as far as possible and says with a sad face "A nahi aayi"
Day 2: Very excited to play with A , disappointed to not to find her , cries and comes back home.
Day 3 : A is not in play area, "Mumma no jhula, Gumma, lets go" , meaning lets walk around to see if A is playing somewhere else in the campus.
Day 4 : " After 15 minutes of waiting , "Papa lets go Ghar, mosquitoes"

And some incidents as told by day care teacher.

Incident 1 : Aryan and V (a boy) fought and so the teacher made them sit far for few minutes. A comes hold one hand of both of them and all the three start dancing.
Incident 2 : Aryan told A that V has hit him. A goes and hits V left and right. Comes back and Aryan and A play happily together.

And you know exchanging hearts is so old fashioned , these days its different.

Yesterday night in bed , Aryan holds his feet in hands and says "A ka hai" (this is A's feet), so I asked , ok where is yours and he says "A paas" (Thats with A).

He also insisted to call A to sleep with all of us yesterday but understood when I told him that A likes to sleep with her mom just like you do.

Now after reading all this , what do you say ?

Random Incidents

Long since I wrote a nice nice post for Aryan.It has been so many times that I thought that he said or did something so blog worthy but by the time I would get time to write I would forget all. So here are a few random things I can recall , before its too late.

1. I have a metrosexual man in my house , who is a little too enthusiastic about his looks. Every day he massages his hands and face with all the cream he can grab and the process takes a good 30-45 minutes. And he blames the kids in his day care to grab the bottle of cream. So this is like it goes :

Aryan : Mumma , Kaata (pointing at his wrist, with the bottle of cream in his hand)
Mumma : Kisne ?
Aryan : Aadi or Rishab or Paati or Aunty or mosquito(Basically whatever comes to his mouth first)
Mumma : Thik hai , cream laga lo
Aryan happily starts massaging where ever he wants with handful of cream

2. Its not that he is just worried about his own looks. I mean who wants a old wrinkled mom, to show off to friends. So he takes care of his lazy and careless mom too. He gives mom a facial and a manicure. Plus thai masaage on her legs too :-) Okay ..don't just start feeling J ladies.
But I am not lying. After he is done with himself , he starts massaging mumma's face and hands. And almost every night he comes with powder to massage my legs :-)


3. He is being crazy about Aeroplanes and Helicopters and he can hear them sound from anywhere and spot them from anywhere even in night sky. And he expects us also to do the same and when are not able to , he cries :-P Whats more funny is , he asks the aeroplanes and helicopters and birds to take him into their lap. He goes like "aeloplane godi" , "chiya godi" , "helitopter godi". During our diwali trip when he actually saw aeroplanes at the airport he was too excited and amazed. But when he sat inside one , he could not understand that he is actually inside the plane and wanted to go to all the other ones he could see. I tried too hard to explain that you are already in the plane but no use :P


4. From past 3 days he is telling be aphabets , as in ABCD. I do not know if he got from older kids in creche or from the lady in the creche. Although its not always in sequence but you can hear him saying 5-10 alphabets at random , which I think is good since I never taught him any. So the other day he was sating "B for ..." I was not able to get what he was trying to say after for. So I used all my vocabulary from ball to bat to boy etc. Finally I realized that it was butterfly :-)
And P for "peacock" , when I don't know if he knows what a peacock is :-)

5. Last but not the least. From past 2 days , our little dad makes both my and Anupam sleep on both his arms and pats our head and you should see the affection on his face :-)

My little sweetheart ..LOVE YOU !

Traditional Expression of Love

Aryan has always had different and innovative ways for expressing love. Read that all here and here and here and here.

But these days he is moving towards the traditional ways. Whenever he is happy with papa or mumma , he showers him or her with loads of kisses , on both the cheeks. But there are times when he feels thats not enough and what does he do then ? He holds papa or Mumma's face with both hands and give a kiss on lips :-O

And yes , just to clarify , Aryan is not fond of watching TV and his papa or mummy are not the teachers of this new lesson ;-)

The Way He Expresses Himself

These days, Aryan does certain things which make us flow in the oceans of positive and negative emotions all at the same time and some times we do not know how to react. Trying to list a few of them :

Anupam and I have been taking turns for having dinner. Anupam used to have his dinner while I fed Aryan and then I used to have dinner after they are done.

But from past few days , Aryan wants to eat with papa. And so he bangs on to papa's plate as soon as papa sits with the plate. Anupam happily tries to feed him. But No. Aryan wants to change places. He wants to feed papa and to himself. Though it is a lovely scene , he messes up the food, Anupam and himself.And leaves his papa irritated.

Don't you think I am spared. The story repeats when I sit to eat. I really love the way he feeds me lovingly and the way he makes a "Yummy , isn't it" face as the spoon goes in my mouth ,exactly the way I do when I feed him. Yeah but then after the process is done I need to clean up all the mess.

Some times while I play with him he feels an overflow of emotions. He expresses himself by showering with kisses.At times, he holds my face in his hands and look at me with loads of love. While at times , he doesnot know what to do. And so he hits me , scratches me , bite me and pull my hair. I really don't know how to control him at that time.And he leaves me irritated as well.

Mornings when I go for a bath, after Aryan and Anupam are already ready, he cries like hell. Sometimes Anupam is able to distract him but at times , he cries like I have gone forever. One way I feel how much he wants me , at the same time I feel like , can I not even bath at peace.

These days during sleep , he loves to cling to his papa.With papa not being habitual of Aryan disturbing him during sleep, he gets irritated.

A Ray of Hope

Whenever I do not do something as desired by Aryan, he gets angry and bites me hard.As hard as possible.Now its getting worse, he bites and he pinches on my cheeks with both hands. I do not know how do I handle this situation.Its getting worse day by day.Will he grow up to be an 'ANGRY YOUNG MAN' ?

But yesterday was a ray of hope.I was feeding him and he held my fingers between his teeth.It was so hard that I had tears in my eyes.He looked at my face and realized that I am in pain.So what does he do ? He gave me peck on my cheek..one on each cheek :-)

Expression of Love !

Not that before my previous post, I had a doubt about my son's love for me.He has expressed that often to me in his own different ways.

Smiling with a big grin and cuddling me before sleep are old stories ,sometimes he will hold my cheeks in his palms.Sometimes he will pull my cheeks.I am the most prefered one for his kisses.In fact quite lately he kissed only me.Though now he kiss others too , but then they just keep wishing for it for days and I am the lucky one , who gets atleast one every day.(Kissing means only laying his lips on my cheeks with his mouth open wide..thats his way you see !!)

Quite recently though , his expression of love has been terrifying for me.This expression of love is probably coupled with making use of his brand new upper teeth.. :D. He bites me , wherever he can and whenever he can.And he takes the thinnest of my skins.It hurts like someone is pinching and makes me shout and cry.Cheeks and shoulders are favourite spots, but legs were also not spared.

Don't know whats next !!

He Loves Me :)

Friday, I got late from office.I am usually home by 6.30 PM but that day it was 8.15 PM.Anupam came back by 6.30 PM, to fill the gap for Aryan.My parents were also there. But when I was back , I was told that Aryan was restless throughout and he was looking at the door every few minutes.As Anupam opened the door to me , he came to me from Anupam's lap with a smile and then he looked into my eyes , made a BAD (the corners of his turned down and raised eyebrows) face and cried.He was literally complaining with his typical complaining expression.I took me 5 minutes to pacify him , with lots of kissing , hugging and saying sorry.

Its amazing, how he makes me feel so special at times,by letting me know that he loves me and needs me , despite of everyone else and that I mean so much to him.