Thursday, December 30, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Signs of growing up
- looking at the door when someone opens it
- laughing loudly
- greeting people with a smile and some gurgling sounds
- falling asleep on his own without having to be rocked to sleep in someones arms
- realizing that all his clothes are suddenly shrinking super fast and that he needs new clothes almost immediately
- when he doesn't cry too much while getting vaccinated
- keeps himself engaged without wanting / demanding to be surrounded by people all the time
- is particular about his things - has to be put to sleep on his little mattress and wrapped up in his gold-spot / Popeye blankets
- expresses likes and dislikes very clearly: spat out a spoonful of formula that we're trying to introduce him to, eagerly licked some honey off my finger and kept sucking my finger till the sweetness was gone, demands to be kept warm and will keep screaming until we make him wear a sweater / wrap him up in a blanket
- long conversations and an increasing vocab - aaaa, oooo, aagoo, tedbaded, deessss, pphhbbt, phrrrr, mmmmm, mannan, angeya, ummmemmemm
- lots of drool!
In 2 days time, Tiny will be 3 months old! Yayyyy....first milestone! :D
- laughing loudly
- greeting people with a smile and some gurgling sounds
- falling asleep on his own without having to be rocked to sleep in someones arms
- realizing that all his clothes are suddenly shrinking super fast and that he needs new clothes almost immediately
- when he doesn't cry too much while getting vaccinated
- keeps himself engaged without wanting / demanding to be surrounded by people all the time
- is particular about his things - has to be put to sleep on his little mattress and wrapped up in his gold-spot / Popeye blankets
- expresses likes and dislikes very clearly: spat out a spoonful of formula that we're trying to introduce him to, eagerly licked some honey off my finger and kept sucking my finger till the sweetness was gone, demands to be kept warm and will keep screaming until we make him wear a sweater / wrap him up in a blanket
- long conversations and an increasing vocab - aaaa, oooo, aagoo, tedbaded, deessss, pphhbbt, phrrrr, mmmmm, mannan, angeya, ummmemmemm
- lots of drool!
In 2 days time, Tiny will be 3 months old! Yayyyy....first milestone! :D
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| one of my fav pics |
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| sticking his tongue out at the camera! |
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Puttu Brahmana
Well, some fancy dressing mood this morning and this is what happened! :) Didn't have the traditional panche-shalya (Dhoti) to complete the look.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Playthings
Tiny is alost 3 months old now. He can see clearly, recognizes familiar people, voices and places, loves to see anything new and colourful, grasps things that come close to his hand, laughs out loud, curls his lower lip to make a perfect crying-face, catches hold of my manglsutra and pulls himself up(!!!), rolls down from the lap, turns over when am holding him in my arms and kuchiku-wuchiku-kissy-wissy him and so much more.
So, while at the mall recently, shopping for sweaters for him, I wanted to buy some toys for the little thing. I saw some small micro bead turtles and frogs and dogs. Tempted, I picked up one animal each, tossed 2 sweaters into the shopping bag and went to the counter for billing. Somehow, when shown the bill, I calculated and re-calculated and checked the items and asked the fellow to check the prices properly. I realized that the finger-sized toys were priced at an obnoxious Rs 499 each!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Promptly and shamelessly, I picked out all the toys and placed them where I'd picked them up from. I attracted some strange looks from others in the store. I didn't care. It just doesn't make sense spending about Rs 2000 on 4 teeny-weeny stuffed toys for a 3-month old infant who doesn't even know what he is looking at. Also somehow nothing can justify spending so much on toys. Little kids get bored of stuff very quickly, they throw them around break them, spill stuff on them and what not. So when something simpler and less expensive can entertain them just as much, why not. Here are a few things that have Tiny's attention, make him laugh and play by himself four hours together.
So, while at the mall recently, shopping for sweaters for him, I wanted to buy some toys for the little thing. I saw some small micro bead turtles and frogs and dogs. Tempted, I picked up one animal each, tossed 2 sweaters into the shopping bag and went to the counter for billing. Somehow, when shown the bill, I calculated and re-calculated and checked the items and asked the fellow to check the prices properly. I realized that the finger-sized toys were priced at an obnoxious Rs 499 each!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Promptly and shamelessly, I picked out all the toys and placed them where I'd picked them up from. I attracted some strange looks from others in the store. I didn't care. It just doesn't make sense spending about Rs 2000 on 4 teeny-weeny stuffed toys for a 3-month old infant who doesn't even know what he is looking at. Also somehow nothing can justify spending so much on toys. Little kids get bored of stuff very quickly, they throw them around break them, spill stuff on them and what not. So when something simpler and less expensive can entertain them just as much, why not. Here are a few things that have Tiny's attention, make him laugh and play by himself four hours together.
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| With his kangaroo skull cap! |
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| His FAVOURITE fruit bear & strawberry towel |
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| Yes those are some red leaves that Tiny is staring at. |
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| Some colourful pieces of cloth tied to a white string. He just loves looking at this :) |
Tiny's day(s) out
So far, Tiny has visited a mall, an art and furniture exhibition at Nehru Centre, gone saree shopping by auto and to a relatives place to visit another great grandmother and of course several visits to the hospital!!! I must say, when not at home, he's such a well-behaved baby. No crying fits, no crankiness, nothing. Just a calm, gentle little fellow who even spares onlookers a few of his precious precious smiles!
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| One of the rare Mamma-baby photos! Taken at the art exhibition on 12 Dec |
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| Fast asleep at J-aunty's house: Taken on 19 Dec |
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
A special bond
Tiny is the only lucky one in our family enjoy the loving company of his great grandmother (my grandmother). Like I mentioned in one of my posts, my g'dad passed away a few hours before Tiny was born..almost like making way for a new life. So Tiny holds an important place in my g'mom's heart and they share a special bond! She is just so amazing with him. The way she hold him, sings him to sleep, plays with him..just everything! Almost like they understand each other. They communicate in a way no one else understands.
At 79 years of age, I can easily say that my grand mom has seen the best and the worst that life has to offer. She has lost children, gone through multiple miscarriages before she gave birth to a healthy child. Then came difficulties of all kinds. She sailed through the toughest of storms without as much as wincing. She developed severe arthritis almost 22 years ago and now doesn't know what it is like to be free of any pain. Despite this, she has much much more energy than any of her daughters or even grand children! She still has so much enthusiasm for life and has only improved with time. She tries out the latest recipes so that her grand children enjoy what she cooks, she hand stitches fashionable bags similar to the ones that cost hundreds of rupees in retail stores, makes sure that her gifts to people are all handmade and full of love and affection.
Because of her severe arthritis, she finds it difficult to walk around inside the house, let alone going out. I don't remember when she last went out of town. Tatha was unwell for almost 3 months before he passed away on 25 Sep and all she said was " I've been preparing myself for this for almost 2 years now, but didn't imagine it would all get over so soon!" And when Tiny was born the next day, she called to congratulate me. My mom told her that i was in tears and that I didn't have the courage to speak to her..she said 'This is not the time to mourn over what has passed by..it is a time to rejoice and celebrate the arrival of a brand new life'. She also decided to travel all the way to Mumbai to join in the celebrations and also because she couldn't wait for 5 long months to see Tiny for the first time.
In my opinion, she is the strongest woman i have ever known. Hats off to her! I love you Ajji :)
I am so happy Tiny has an opportunity to know my grand mother. May he grow up to know the amazing woman that she is and learn to respect and care for elders.
At 79 years of age, I can easily say that my grand mom has seen the best and the worst that life has to offer. She has lost children, gone through multiple miscarriages before she gave birth to a healthy child. Then came difficulties of all kinds. She sailed through the toughest of storms without as much as wincing. She developed severe arthritis almost 22 years ago and now doesn't know what it is like to be free of any pain. Despite this, she has much much more energy than any of her daughters or even grand children! She still has so much enthusiasm for life and has only improved with time. She tries out the latest recipes so that her grand children enjoy what she cooks, she hand stitches fashionable bags similar to the ones that cost hundreds of rupees in retail stores, makes sure that her gifts to people are all handmade and full of love and affection.
Because of her severe arthritis, she finds it difficult to walk around inside the house, let alone going out. I don't remember when she last went out of town. Tatha was unwell for almost 3 months before he passed away on 25 Sep and all she said was " I've been preparing myself for this for almost 2 years now, but didn't imagine it would all get over so soon!" And when Tiny was born the next day, she called to congratulate me. My mom told her that i was in tears and that I didn't have the courage to speak to her..she said 'This is not the time to mourn over what has passed by..it is a time to rejoice and celebrate the arrival of a brand new life'. She also decided to travel all the way to Mumbai to join in the celebrations and also because she couldn't wait for 5 long months to see Tiny for the first time.
In my opinion, she is the strongest woman i have ever known. Hats off to her! I love you Ajji :)
I am so happy Tiny has an opportunity to know my grand mother. May he grow up to know the amazing woman that she is and learn to respect and care for elders.
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| My grandmother decorating Tiny's cradle for his naming ceremony |
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Growing up fast
Tiny has stepped into his 3rd month now. So much has changed. Its almost like I have to get to know him all over again.
His signals are as confusing as he is. Earlier we had figured out which cry was for what, so it was becoming a little simpler. Now he's outsmarted us. He cries the same way for hunger, sleep, stomach pain and God knows what else. So we take much longer to pacify him and by the time we figure out what it is that is bothering him, he's exhausted himself and the throat goes sore. Its amazing how such a small fellow has so much energy to cry so loudly, for so long and so many times a day. Phew..it's exhausting to say the least. There are times when he's so tired because of the endless crying that he just falls asleep..leaving us in tears.
His signals are as confusing as he is. Earlier we had figured out which cry was for what, so it was becoming a little simpler. Now he's outsmarted us. He cries the same way for hunger, sleep, stomach pain and God knows what else. So we take much longer to pacify him and by the time we figure out what it is that is bothering him, he's exhausted himself and the throat goes sore. Its amazing how such a small fellow has so much energy to cry so loudly, for so long and so many times a day. Phew..it's exhausting to say the least. There are times when he's so tired because of the endless crying that he just falls asleep..leaving us in tears.
Now, I won't be unfair and talk only about the crying. There's so much more that has changed. He smiles like a toothless angel. it just makes me forget everything else and want to hug him tight! He responds when he is spoken to. He's so much more playful now a days....he's learnt new games and keeps himself entertained when he is not cranky. He can hold his neck straight and steady for a longer while and is easier to carry. He loves to look out of the window. He's grown taller and doesn't fit into my mom's lap also. He follows sounds and objects very keenly. Keeps himself fit and active by practicing cycling, swimming and boxing...if he continues with the same dedication, am sure he'll win a few medals for the country!!!! He has started blowing spit bubbles and makes adorable gurgling sounds. He's developing the most adorable dimples on either side of his mouth, within his smile lines. When i carry him, he digs his face into my shoulder and finds a cozy spot between my neck and shoulder and falls asleep there. He closes his fists in a funny way, with the thumb stuck between the index and middle fingers (notice it in the pic below).
And the best part is that he has started recognizing me!!!! he quietens down when I carry him, turns to look at me when he hears my voice, smiles at me at times.
Taken on 26 Nov 2010!
And the best part is that he has started recognizing me!!!! he quietens down when I carry him, turns to look at me when he hears my voice, smiles at me at times.
Happy 2nd month Birthday!
Note: Old Draft!!!
Well, the wishes are belated :(. Yesterday, Tiny completed 2 months..60 days since he changed our lives for ever. He looks all grown up now. He's at his best behavior when we have guests at home or when we go out, almost like he's been taught to behave himself!
And to mark the day, he rolled over first thing in the morning. His birthday gift to all of us. Here's Tiny, lying on his tummy, stuck, and showing off his chubby, dimpled bottoms. Ummmmmaaaahhh!
Well, the wishes are belated :(. Yesterday, Tiny completed 2 months..60 days since he changed our lives for ever. He looks all grown up now. He's at his best behavior when we have guests at home or when we go out, almost like he's been taught to behave himself!
And to mark the day, he rolled over first thing in the morning. His birthday gift to all of us. Here's Tiny, lying on his tummy, stuck, and showing off his chubby, dimpled bottoms. Ummmmmaaaahhh!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Cranky cranky all day long!
Yesterday was vaccination day for Tiny. 2 injections and polio drops. The first time he got vaccinated, he was all of 3 days old and I was still too weak to move around. So mom took him for the vaccination and I had absolutely no idea what it would be like.
This time, I was prepared for a little bit of crankiness and some screaming and crying fits. I had also decided to hold him through the vaccinations. We reached the hospital and there was one more little baby, slightly older than Tiny, ahead of us waiting to be vaccinated. They went in, i heard loud cries and some desperate cajoling by both the parents. and when they came out the kid was still howling away and the mother was also in tears...the poor dad din't know who to cajole! The sight gave me cold feet. Tiny was immediately transferred to my mother's confident arms. She welcomed him and gave me an all-knowing smile!
I went in with them. Well, Tiny's pediatrician isn't the friendliest of people nor is she the stereotypical loving candy-floss type of a doctor. Though she's a great doctor, she can be quite rude at times. She's not even the types to talk to babies and put them at ease. She just goes about with her work.
I think Tiny had sensed that something new was going to happen. The moment we walked in and the doctor put the stethoscope on his chest, Tiny did something very unusual. He looked at her and flashed a 10,000 watt smile with some lovely gurgling sounds. Even the doctor couldn't contain herself..she said 'hello baby..someone's become a big boy' and smiled back. I was surprised. The she quickly readied the injections and told us to keep talking to Tiny. We started while she finished. Tiny's face contorted and first a whimper and then the loud cry. really loud. It was heart wrenching. I then looked at his thigh..drops of blood trickling down. I had tears in my eyes. Tiny was sobbing inconsolably. It was time for the second injection. This worsened the sobbing and I was ready to throw up. My mom also had tears in her eyes. I din't dare let the tears show cos I was sooo scared of the doctor. Lame reason, i know!
The drive back home rocked Tiny to sleep. But he woke up and continued crying the moment we got home. The crying continued through the day and the night. And this morning as well. Thankfully, it has subsided now and so has my nervousness.
It still breaks my heart to see two tiny pieces of band-aid on his little thighs. But I am braver by 2 vaccinations and hopefully will be able to hold and console Tiny through his next set of vaccinations in December.
This time, I was prepared for a little bit of crankiness and some screaming and crying fits. I had also decided to hold him through the vaccinations. We reached the hospital and there was one more little baby, slightly older than Tiny, ahead of us waiting to be vaccinated. They went in, i heard loud cries and some desperate cajoling by both the parents. and when they came out the kid was still howling away and the mother was also in tears...the poor dad din't know who to cajole! The sight gave me cold feet. Tiny was immediately transferred to my mother's confident arms. She welcomed him and gave me an all-knowing smile!
I went in with them. Well, Tiny's pediatrician isn't the friendliest of people nor is she the stereotypical loving candy-floss type of a doctor. Though she's a great doctor, she can be quite rude at times. She's not even the types to talk to babies and put them at ease. She just goes about with her work.
I think Tiny had sensed that something new was going to happen. The moment we walked in and the doctor put the stethoscope on his chest, Tiny did something very unusual. He looked at her and flashed a 10,000 watt smile with some lovely gurgling sounds. Even the doctor couldn't contain herself..she said 'hello baby..someone's become a big boy' and smiled back. I was surprised. The she quickly readied the injections and told us to keep talking to Tiny. We started while she finished. Tiny's face contorted and first a whimper and then the loud cry. really loud. It was heart wrenching. I then looked at his thigh..drops of blood trickling down. I had tears in my eyes. Tiny was sobbing inconsolably. It was time for the second injection. This worsened the sobbing and I was ready to throw up. My mom also had tears in her eyes. I din't dare let the tears show cos I was sooo scared of the doctor. Lame reason, i know!
The drive back home rocked Tiny to sleep. But he woke up and continued crying the moment we got home. The crying continued through the day and the night. And this morning as well. Thankfully, it has subsided now and so has my nervousness.
It still breaks my heart to see two tiny pieces of band-aid on his little thighs. But I am braver by 2 vaccinations and hopefully will be able to hold and console Tiny through his next set of vaccinations in December.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Stylish Tiny :D
I was fooling around with Tiny's silky soft wispy hair while oiling it and ended up doing this: :D And he sat through the styling & photo session very very very patiently!
He might just kill me if he sees these pics when he grows up!!
He might just kill me if he sees these pics when he grows up!!
Today's top stories
- Tiny has been enjoying long, deep and seemingly meaningful conversations with the bedsheet, the torch light, curtains and yes the floor tiles also!
- He became uncontrollably excited when he heard Mynas chirping away outside our window - laughing and jumping and punching and kicking...making it difficult for us to even hold him in place!
- He is starting to move his eyeballs and now looks at us from the corner of his eyes...with a slight smile. Makes him look irresistibly cute and absolutely squish-able.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Bath-time stories
Well, this is something I haven't written about so far. Tiny L.O.V.E.S his bath...and I am not exaggerating!
For until a week after he was born, we were asked to give him only a sponge bath and he used to howl his head off. I was sure he'll hate getting into the water just as much as I do. Then my mom mustered all the courage she had and took him for a bath...the traditional style...a nice long oil massage followed by the bath with baby lying face down on my mom's outstretched legs. A gentle oil massage followed by one bucket of lukewarm water..the first mug was poured slowly on a hyper Tiny....and to our surprise, he just relaxed and let his hands and legs loose. Then, mug after mug of water and he just fell asleep. He'd hate it if you stop pouring water to apply shampoo / soap. The key is to ensure that he's not hungry or sleepy, which we figured quickly.
Till about 10 days ago, I would just give him the oil massage and Amma or the maid would give him the bath cos i still couldn't sit down. I'd just stand watching, amazed at how much the little thing loved water. One more thing, Tiny isn't too kind to new people giving him a bath..he's used to my mom's gentle, confident hands. My aunt tried to give him a bath for 2 days..and he howled and screamed and went purple in the face till she returned him to my mom...and he was a happy baby again. 10 days ago, I decided to take over the bath as well. I'd observed my mom and the maid give him a bath, how they hold him while putting him face down on the legs, how the lift him back up, how they carefully wash his face without letting the soap get into the eyes / nose / mouth, how to wash his hair without him panicking, how to keep him in place without letting him slip and fall, how to quickly wrap him up in the towel and dress him up before he gets cold.
I felt I was ready to give my baby a bath. I just asked the maid to show me how much pressure she applied while scrubbing his back and then we were ready to go. I was just a little worried about how he'd react to the 'new' person giving him a bath. And I chose the day well too..when my mom was out..so that she wouldn't feel sorry if the baby started crying and then take over. My maid, who is also a professional 'maalishwali', assured me that even if the baby slips and falls, nothing will happen. I also kept everything within arms reach - the soap, shampoo, towel, and the mobile phone...just in case!!.With this confidence and reassurance, I took tiny in my arms, said a silent prayer and began. Put him face down, with one hand holding his head down, expecting him to start screaming any moment. No screaming. started pouring water sloooowwwllllyyy...still no screaming! Applied shampoo and soap as quickly as i could...just a whimper. and in a few minutes, we were done...no casulties and a normal looking tiny who hadn't changed colour! Thank GOD for that!
Day 2 was far simpler and now am very comfortable and confident...so much that my maid complimented me on having learnt it so quickly! :)
Yesterday was totally different though. His oil massage lasted longer than usual..almost 30 minutes and he was exhausted at the end of it. So much that while i was getting the water ready for his bath, he fell asleep!!!!! How does one wake up a little child, sleeping so peacefully, just to give him a a bath?! I thought i'll wait till he wakes up, but he was soaked in oil and lying nangu pangu...so decided to go ahead with the bath. He'd wake up when I pour the first mug of water and scream for a bit...which I was confident of handling. So I carried him carefully and put him face down. He didn't move a limb. I poured water, no sound. I put shampoo and soap...still no movement. Turned him face up and washed his face...just a grimace and a slight whimper..but didn't wake up. My grandma watched in amazement...with her jaw wide open. I was almost sure something had gone wrong and he was unconscious or something and had started panicking. When I was done with pouring the water and wrapped him up in the towel, he opened his eyes for a moment, frowned, then smiled and went back to sleep. He actually SLEPT THROUGH HIS BATH! This was a first even for my g'mom who has bathed several babies in 79 years.
After this 2 things are for sure...that he's a hopeless water baby and if he is in deep sleep, he won't wake up for anything - both just like his dad!!
For until a week after he was born, we were asked to give him only a sponge bath and he used to howl his head off. I was sure he'll hate getting into the water just as much as I do. Then my mom mustered all the courage she had and took him for a bath...the traditional style...a nice long oil massage followed by the bath with baby lying face down on my mom's outstretched legs. A gentle oil massage followed by one bucket of lukewarm water..the first mug was poured slowly on a hyper Tiny....and to our surprise, he just relaxed and let his hands and legs loose. Then, mug after mug of water and he just fell asleep. He'd hate it if you stop pouring water to apply shampoo / soap. The key is to ensure that he's not hungry or sleepy, which we figured quickly.
Till about 10 days ago, I would just give him the oil massage and Amma or the maid would give him the bath cos i still couldn't sit down. I'd just stand watching, amazed at how much the little thing loved water. One more thing, Tiny isn't too kind to new people giving him a bath..he's used to my mom's gentle, confident hands. My aunt tried to give him a bath for 2 days..and he howled and screamed and went purple in the face till she returned him to my mom...and he was a happy baby again. 10 days ago, I decided to take over the bath as well. I'd observed my mom and the maid give him a bath, how they hold him while putting him face down on the legs, how the lift him back up, how they carefully wash his face without letting the soap get into the eyes / nose / mouth, how to wash his hair without him panicking, how to keep him in place without letting him slip and fall, how to quickly wrap him up in the towel and dress him up before he gets cold.
I felt I was ready to give my baby a bath. I just asked the maid to show me how much pressure she applied while scrubbing his back and then we were ready to go. I was just a little worried about how he'd react to the 'new' person giving him a bath. And I chose the day well too..when my mom was out..so that she wouldn't feel sorry if the baby started crying and then take over. My maid, who is also a professional 'maalishwali', assured me that even if the baby slips and falls, nothing will happen. I also kept everything within arms reach - the soap, shampoo, towel, and the mobile phone...just in case!!.With this confidence and reassurance, I took tiny in my arms, said a silent prayer and began. Put him face down, with one hand holding his head down, expecting him to start screaming any moment. No screaming. started pouring water sloooowwwllllyyy...still no screaming! Applied shampoo and soap as quickly as i could...just a whimper. and in a few minutes, we were done...no casulties and a normal looking tiny who hadn't changed colour! Thank GOD for that!
Day 2 was far simpler and now am very comfortable and confident...so much that my maid complimented me on having learnt it so quickly! :)
Yesterday was totally different though. His oil massage lasted longer than usual..almost 30 minutes and he was exhausted at the end of it. So much that while i was getting the water ready for his bath, he fell asleep!!!!! How does one wake up a little child, sleeping so peacefully, just to give him a a bath?! I thought i'll wait till he wakes up, but he was soaked in oil and lying nangu pangu...so decided to go ahead with the bath. He'd wake up when I pour the first mug of water and scream for a bit...which I was confident of handling. So I carried him carefully and put him face down. He didn't move a limb. I poured water, no sound. I put shampoo and soap...still no movement. Turned him face up and washed his face...just a grimace and a slight whimper..but didn't wake up. My grandma watched in amazement...with her jaw wide open. I was almost sure something had gone wrong and he was unconscious or something and had started panicking. When I was done with pouring the water and wrapped him up in the towel, he opened his eyes for a moment, frowned, then smiled and went back to sleep. He actually SLEPT THROUGH HIS BATH! This was a first even for my g'mom who has bathed several babies in 79 years.
After this 2 things are for sure...that he's a hopeless water baby and if he is in deep sleep, he won't wake up for anything - both just like his dad!!
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| A well oiled Tiny waiting for his bath |
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| Tiny, fresh and happy after a relaxing bath! |
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Not so Tiny anymore :(
Tiny is almost 2 months old and when the doctors told me that he's too big for me, they weren't kidding. He was 50 cm long when he was born. Now...he doesn't even fit into my arms anymore :(
The rate at which Tiny's growing up I don't have much time to capture the moments and create memories for us to revisit when we are older. It feels like he was born just a few days ago. And now that I am back to working from home, it eats into the time I used to spend watching Tiny sleep or learning how to put him to sleep and sometimes even playing with him. I need to buck up and pack more into my day.
In other news,
I made a scrapbook for Tiny yesterday and we even took his first footprints. it was fun - with Tiny getting all wiggly and me not letting go of his little foot, determined to get him to put it on paper. After several attempts and 2 little multi-colored feet, I got it some-what right. Now, getting his hand prints will be a much more difficult task and must be attempted only when he is fast asleep. Hope to try today.
Tiny also sent a surprise to his grandparents and uncle and aunt in Bangalore - a lovely letter with some of his photos. They have to wait till Feb next year to see him.
Those are Tiny's feet jutting out of my lap...:(
The rate at which Tiny's growing up I don't have much time to capture the moments and create memories for us to revisit when we are older. It feels like he was born just a few days ago. And now that I am back to working from home, it eats into the time I used to spend watching Tiny sleep or learning how to put him to sleep and sometimes even playing with him. I need to buck up and pack more into my day.
In other news,
I made a scrapbook for Tiny yesterday and we even took his first footprints. it was fun - with Tiny getting all wiggly and me not letting go of his little foot, determined to get him to put it on paper. After several attempts and 2 little multi-colored feet, I got it some-what right. Now, getting his hand prints will be a much more difficult task and must be attempted only when he is fast asleep. Hope to try today.
Tiny also sent a surprise to his grandparents and uncle and aunt in Bangalore - a lovely letter with some of his photos. They have to wait till Feb next year to see him.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Magic of a child's love
The weather was terrible last night and Tiny was cranky through the evening. Kept breaking into crying fits every half an hour, refused to sleep and was generally being very difficult, which is very unlike him. After several attempts by everyone at home, he finally fell asleep around 10pm or so. I quickly finished some pending work, sent some e-mails and crawled onto the bed to catch some sleep before he wakes up again.
Usually, if I am dog-tired, i drift into deep sleep in a matter of seconds. Thanks to Tiny, in the past 2 months, I've been converted into an ultra light sleeper who wakes up even if someone tiptoes into the room. And last night the thunder and lightning just made it worse. I tossed and turned and continued to be restless, all the while stressing over the fact that I couldn't sleep and will be groggy when Tiny wakes up in some time. I just bent over to check if the Tiny was still fast asleep or was in the process of waking up, he caught my finger tightly and wouldn't let go. So I slept next to him on his little Pooh pillow resting my forehead on his little shoulder. Like magic, i fell asleep in a few seconds. And the understanding Tiny woke up only at 3am, giving me almost 4 hours of sound sleep in the comfort of his arms!
Thank you baby!
Usually, if I am dog-tired, i drift into deep sleep in a matter of seconds. Thanks to Tiny, in the past 2 months, I've been converted into an ultra light sleeper who wakes up even if someone tiptoes into the room. And last night the thunder and lightning just made it worse. I tossed and turned and continued to be restless, all the while stressing over the fact that I couldn't sleep and will be groggy when Tiny wakes up in some time. I just bent over to check if the Tiny was still fast asleep or was in the process of waking up, he caught my finger tightly and wouldn't let go. So I slept next to him on his little Pooh pillow resting my forehead on his little shoulder. Like magic, i fell asleep in a few seconds. And the understanding Tiny woke up only at 3am, giving me almost 4 hours of sound sleep in the comfort of his arms!
Thank you baby!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
First smiles!
Tiny is almost 2 months old now...how time flies! He's learning how to smile and just gifted us with a few precious toothless smiles..of which i managed to capture these. Am waiting for the day when he starts smiling more often..when he starts laughing...it'll be such a treat!
Children's Day Special!
Today is the first time Tiny celebrated Children's Day..and he did it in style. By stepping out for a LONG drive, all the way to Worli sea face. I was apprehensive about being out of comfort zone for such a long time. It'll interfere with his feeding schedules. What if he gets cranky in between? What if he dirties his diaper? But then, we had to do this some day, so why not today!
So we dressed Tiny up in my favourite clothes - a little white pair of pants which has lots of cars and a white T-shirt (with love from Vivi). Snugly wrapped up in a sunshiney yellow receiving blanket, Tiny was all set to go. We sat in the car and Tiny was overwhelmed with all the sights and sounds. He craned his delicate, shaky neck to look out of the window and take it all in. He kept saying aaaa, oooo, gurgling and blowing spit bubbles...for about 10 minutes. Then he drifted into deeeeeeeeep sleep...so deep that he woke up only when we returned home 2.5 hours later! :(
So much for his first outing and my plans of clicking pictures of him by the sea! The good thing is that I am now confident of taking him out and the next time S visits us, we plan many more such outings.
This picture is of him in the cute clothes just before we left home. :D
So we dressed Tiny up in my favourite clothes - a little white pair of pants which has lots of cars and a white T-shirt (with love from Vivi). Snugly wrapped up in a sunshiney yellow receiving blanket, Tiny was all set to go. We sat in the car and Tiny was overwhelmed with all the sights and sounds. He craned his delicate, shaky neck to look out of the window and take it all in. He kept saying aaaa, oooo, gurgling and blowing spit bubbles...for about 10 minutes. Then he drifted into deeeeeeeeep sleep...so deep that he woke up only when we returned home 2.5 hours later! :(
So much for his first outing and my plans of clicking pictures of him by the sea! The good thing is that I am now confident of taking him out and the next time S visits us, we plan many more such outings.
This picture is of him in the cute clothes just before we left home. :D
Friday, November 12, 2010
Tiny - the entertainer!
Got a good dose of midnight entertainment last week when Tiny decided to show off all the expressions he's learnt since he was born. And he was in such a hurry that he wanted to finish the show in 10 minutes. Captured most of his expressions...thankfully!
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