Sunday, May 25, 2014

Shh.. Mommy STOP...

January 8, 2014 at 12:57pm
Picture this.. To put punnu to bed I give her milk bottle and she drinks it while relaxing on her bouncer seat, which was for her as an infant but has now become her chair.. :)  I some times sing to her, while putting her to bed and it is almost a ritual.. almost I would say..

Me ( snuggling siya tight under her blanket , I start singing a lullabye to her):  " nanhi pari sonay chali... hawa dheeray aana......neend bharey..." ------and I am cut abruptly by Siya

Punnu (Shut eye while still drinking her milk, Gesturing index fingure on her lips) : Shhhh mommy... Shhhh...

Me(Zapped :O , with lower decsibles however curious mind, this time no words just tune.. :
Hmmmm.. hmmmm hmmmm..

Punnu ( wide eyed, almost stood up, looking straight into my eyes, polietly says ) : Stop Mommy.... Stop... Shhhhhh
and goes back on to drinking her milk and closing her eyes..!!!!

Only Lesson  I choose to take from this incident: She just needed a change of song... will try new one tommrow.. ;p   .

And NO.. I choose not to see it as my singing skills have worsed from bad to worse... ;p

ROFL...

Cheers
Havisha

Story of an APOOL (Apple)

feb 13 2014

Recently I had been to temple with Siya. There we were offered an apple as prasad ( symbol of blessings from deity). On seeing the apple, Siya got excited.

Siya (bright eyed and raised eyebrows ):," O Mommy, Look! Eets an Apool ". 

Me: "Yes darling, its an apple. good job." I responded. 

A by stander was listening to our conversation and I caught him looking and smiling. He tried making conversation with Siya.

The Man to Siya (smiling) : Hi Can I have your apple?

(Siya first shied away and buried her face in my shawl. Then slowly peeped out of it  )

Siya ( to the man,smiling) : ....Eets an Apool.

The man (encouraged by Siya's response, smiles back and continues) : Yes, right, its an Apooooooll... Can I have it?

Siya (steping out of my shawl, giggling, holds her apple infront of the man): Apool..... Eets an Apool..

The Man: Can I have it? Can I have your Apoool? ... ( looks at me) She is too cute.

Me: Thanks.

Siya ( interrupting) : O.. LOok..eets an Apooooooool.. 

The Man (still hoping for an answer from siya): Yaaaay... we have an apoool.. Its an Apoool.... Can I have your Apool?

Siya..( jumping in excitement ) : Yaaay.. eets an Apool... Look.. an Apool... 

This went on for 6 - 7 times. Probably more I guess..  However, I guess the 9th time.. conversation went like this:

Siya ( super excited, jumping and showing off her prized possesion) :..... Eets an Apool..Eets an Apoool (giggling)

The Man ( trying to hold a forced smile, looking straight at siya, says polietly yet firmly ): NO, IT'S A MANGO!!!!! ... ( and walks away, giving me a small goodbye nod )

ME: ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!! ... wondering if he will ever eat apples again, or will keep calling them Mangos for rest of his life.. haha

Love my little pumpkin. An APOOL LOVER... 

My preparation for school.. Punnu's school

9/2/2013
There is this so uncomfortable feeling…. a fear .. like the first day of school... as the day goes by and evening approaches butterflies in my stomach take a roaring flight.. my heart seems to skip a beat every now and then.. my mind is only getting more and more restless… and my heart  rate slowly getting out of control… my breaths are getting deeper and longer with every passing minute.. trying to get my nerves in control of my mind…. however, my heart seems to be getting better of them!

I look away from the forms I am filling .. and there she is …the most wonderful, amazing , beautiful, loving, energetic, smiling, bubbly, enthusiastic, naughty, picky, creature  I have ever come across… Siya Pranavya.. playing gleefully with her Snowy and bow bow …hopping… and I mean literary hopping constantly…  and suddenly out of no where  rushing and planting a kiss, either on my knees,or legs, or feet, or arms, or face, or hands, toes, back, fingers and then  rushing away as fast as she had arrived … giggling all the way through.…!!

With a deep sigh I get back on the forms I am filling… name of baby, mothers name, fathers name, allergy information, emergency contact, doctors name , birth information, doctors letter, ….uniform selection. Blah this, blah that.. pay here, pay there.. sign here and initial there… And so on.. yes my baby is starting school… time has flown by and I have not even realized that my little caterpillar has entered a new phase.. ready for social interaction to meet the world, face them..find her challenges, overcome her shyness , and see a new world waiting for her to chime in..


I admit I am little upset though, actually a lot anxious, took to tennis court with Suyog so that I get distracted.. and… it did work.. !!.. gotcha .. I finally had it under control.. .. well..atleast that is what I thought … little did I know.. with evening turning into night  my nerves were out of control…. My anxiousness had grown 10 fold… and as I was getting sucked in this swamp of anxiousness, I hear,  ” mum-mum”…there she was.. looking up to me pulling my dress and saying..  “mum-mum” . Siya has learnt to communicate regarding her basic needs in life.. Mum- mum is just one of them…meaning I am hungry..  


I feed her one thing… but she does not want it .. so I try something else..this time I get a compliment she takes a bite and goes… “ Ummmmmmmmm” … Ah! Finally she liked something.. I was just thinking that and I hear “Baaashhh”  ( meaning enough in Hindi .. and …also meaning I had enough of this, get me something else ….. in her language ) .. after some time her dad feeds her (note this is third preparation..) and this time.. she wants it.. because she thinks its what her dad is having.. end result we managed to get her to eat something… Mission accomplished..  !!!! Battle WON at least for tonight.

As I was celebrating this little success of ours, those anxious thoughts creeped right back in.. I am sending my daughter to school from tomorrow.. I am not sure if she will eat .. I am not sure if they will be as persistent.... I am not sure if she will like it.. I am not sure how she will feel. I am not sure how she will adjust.. I am not sure how teachers are going to be.. I am not sure if she will get bullied.. what about the language.. oh she is so young.. she cant even talk, she is all of 19 months! I am not sure of so many darn things.. gosh I feel so frustrated within…

hush… hush.. baby… I swing her to sleep.. and she holds on to me tight.. that, never wud let u go grip.. ya ,that is, that is tight .. here was my beautiful angel asleep, in deep sleep, unaware of what tomorrow morning holds for her…  and my battle with my thoughts just became unbearable… I broke down.. sometime letting those tears out is good.. its like emptying the vessel so that you can start all over again..glad suyog was with me...

Get to think of it.. it was a conscious decision to put her to school.. she clearly asked for more interaction more playing time more activities.. she showed signs of clear boredom sometimes .. but was all fun and chirpy when taken out, made to do things, got excited seeing other people, specially kids. With nanny system that I was doing till now..  even though my baby was in a safer environment all she was learning was, how to operate a TV remote! 


My mind knows all this emotional commotion is just a phase , well so does my heart…


But that does not help.. it still is so griped with fear , with anxiety ,with sadness, with confusion, with anger .. its so frustrating.. ..I feel the sting even though I feel this is the best decision for her right now.. I hope n pray, this is something I would never regret… The only thing I worry about now, is her language.. atleast that is what I think as of NOW.. I am sure I will come up with something new to worry about as the days pass by in school..  for now.. just thought of penning down my thoughts to vent my heart out.. 


Wrapping my day with a hope of a better day at school tomorrow for punnu.. 
Sigh..
Havisha

"CHILD IS THE FATHER OF MAN" ... Rightly so..

Aug 22nd 2012

Picture this.. ….. Nanaaa… stop… STOP .. don’t go THERE..!!!!!!



“THERE”, could be any of these… behind the sofa,.. under the table…. over the edge of the bed… kitchen floor… hall walk way… bath room floor …laundry room.. Closet floor… and so on.. it could be anything thing you can lay your eyes on .. and she….. her crawling knees and curious hands ….. :)



She has been trying to crawl under my breakfast table and I have been stopping her by airlifting her to safety ( at least that is how I see it ) She however sees it otherwise.. I air lift her back to hall saying “ NOooooooo” long enough so that she understands what I am emphasizing.. but somehow nothing gets registered.. she starts crawling back slowly towards the same location…and ….half way though… she gets air lifted and hears NOOOOOOoooooooo again… ( this time little longer and louder than the previous one)…The moment I place her back on carpet ….. she looks at me, gives me her gummy wide grin and starts off again to her mentally preset destination , this time with little speed added to her crawling .. my funny lil darling.. thinks she can beat me in the chase, if she crawls faster !!!! .. :)



Also,..... she tries to stand up ……taking support of anything she can get hold off and that can take her weight……. example sofa seat, crib railings, chair base, table top, mom or dads shoulder…You see... she has just, learnt to crawl.. and I already see her pushing herself to the next level .. trying to stand.. and walk.. !!!!!! Madame has hurt herself multiple times by now trying to do so…however this does not make her stop or dissuade her from trying to stand up again.. or try the whole thing again.. !!!



……I love her spirit….the persistence and challenging self to beyond her limits …… may be this is due to the fact that she is still a baby ……unaware and untouched by all the fears of the world……this made me wonder how fearless we are when we are born!!!!!.. and how fearful we become as we grow up..!!!!! how we choose to believe we can do this and not that …and set our limits..!!!!



I see my 7 month old and she puts me to shame ....she does not give up.!!!!.(touchwood) .. she does what her heart tells her to do.. Irrespective of what the world is saying.... Wow!!!! what a lesson to be learnt.. …She so teaches me..... how justfollowing your heart or your dream can be so easy.... only if you are persistent and are focused in what u want to do and where u want to go…and you don’t worry about the world ......all you care about is your goal…!!!!



Persistence..... fearlessness... challenging self every minute … qualities that are so freely given to us by nature , how we lose it as we grow up. I hope and pray, as she grows up, I as a parent, do not end up diluting this spirit of hers … by saying .. NO don’t do this .. NO don’t do that… you CAN’T do this .. you SHOULDN”T do that.. I hope….. instead …God helps me instill in her sense of judgment of what to do and what not to……as I know if she chooses she can do it all ( right or wrong) , we all can…!!!!



…. Darling Punnu .. you have become my teacher in this phase of life ...you are my inspiration.....I hope to get back on track regarding my dreams ( I withdrew myself from) and also while at it..hope to fulfill my promise to you as a parent.. I love you and love this phase of my life..... hope readers feels the same way and get inspired for chasing their dream...following their heart ....



GOD bless you, Siya Pranavya, now and forever.. !!!



Cheers

Havisha