Monday, 18 June 2018

The time Siddy didn't miss me :(

I think a big milestone in a kids life is to leave him with his grandparents during his summer vacations... alone.

And we just crossed that.

Siddy is 5. He eats on his own (as in he can, he just loves being fed) he can shower on his own, pick his own clothes and change, tie his shoe laces.... he's a BIG boy.

So we thought this is a good time to leave him in Jaipur. We went to drop him, stayed for a few days.

Two days before we were to leave we started telling him "Siddy mumma papa are going back to bombay and you'll be here with Dadu Dadi. Will you be ok?"

And each time he would happily say "yes!"

We were happy as we had to get back to bombay to settle into our new home.

The day we left we had an 8:00 flight and had to leave home at 6:00. This munchkin wakes me up at 5:00 and says " Mumma, please don't leave me and go. Please take me with you" all in his sleep of course!

*insert sound of my heart breaking*

From then till I got back to Bombay my heart just kept breaking. What was I doing? How could I just leave my little baby? What if he misses me like crazy and can't stay without me?

By the time I get to Bombay he's woken up and already having fun in Jaipur. And he continued to have fun for the next ten days.

While I, in the middle of setting up home, missed him insanely. Even if he did ever miss me, my sweet ma in law never told me... because she knew my heart was already breaking,

And the entire family took it up on themselves to make sure Siddy had the time of his life. Everyday it was about doing something fun! To the point where he would wake up in the morning asking what the plan for the day was!

We even spoke a couple of times... me with a plug in my heart to stop it from bleeding and him- well and him super distracted and desperately wanting to hang up.

Finally the day arrives when he is to come back. The Hubby has gone to Jaipur to bring his cute bum back to me... and all morning I'm sitting ... just going crazy. Really really crazy.... like watching old videos of him kind of crazy! Old like when he was a little new born baby kind of old!

And of course the flight is delayed. By almost three hours. Can you imagine those three hours for me. Pure torture. Because I had cleared up the whole day for him... finished all my work so that when he comes all I would do is hug him.

Finally finally finally they reach home. And this cutie walks in and walks around the house. Well its a new house... he's excited. He goes off to every room saying how much he loves it and how happy he is... all this while completely ignoring me.

When I eventually asked him for a hug... it was one of those half there but not really hugs and my heart just broke.

He hadn't missed me. Not one bit.

This chitkoo of a thing that could't spend a second without me... who would be stuck to me and sleep on me now didn't care.

I cried for two nights because for the next few days he acted like nothing had happened. I actually felt like one of those silly girls whose boyfriends have broken up with them but they still hang out and she can't handle this new "just friends" thing.

Stupid I know... but it really was how I felt. To the point that I complained to my best friend that he doesn't love me anymore.

That my son doesn't love me anymore... how insecure can someone be?!

I actually started doing less with him.. got his dad to take over things I would normally do.

Till two days later when I was watching tv and he just came and snuggled next to me.. No words no nothing... just sat there with his head on my arm, his legs on my knees and watched TV with me.

I swear I froze a bit to not break that moment!!

And thats it... we were in love again!

I honestly thought that this ignoring me bit would happen at 13... so was kinda shocked to see it at five...

But I guess maybe, that was his coping mechanism? Out of sight out of mind.

Of course since then we are back to our usual love hate relationship that Aadi always makes fun of... because literally one instant we are kissing and the next we are arguing...!



Monday, 7 May 2018

Interviewing the Little Bumling!!!

Very few things in life are as much fun as asking this monkey serious questions and having him answer seriously!!

This is a fun interview I found online... random but fun!!

Q: What is something I am always saying to you?

A: Lets talk about it!

Q: What does Mumma do for work?

A: Party Planner

Q: How old do you think Mumma is?

A: 15 (woohoo!!)

Q: What do you like doing with Mumma?

A: Painting!

Q: Your favorite food?

A: Pasta

Q: Mumma's favorite Food?

A: Noodles!

Q: Tell me something you find disgusting?

A: Smelly socks with squished potatoes!!

Q: How old do you think Papa is?

A: 56

Q: How strong do you think Papa is?

A: A bit!

Q: How strong do you think Mumma is?

A: more... more than Papa!

Q: What word do you find funny?

A: Dhingarakha!

Q: Who is your friend?

A: Kavir!

Q: Would you prefer to make a home by the beach or in the mountains?

A: Mountains!

Q: How many children will you have when you grow up?

A: 3!!!

Q: How old do you think Dadu and Dadi are?

A: Like... 20 and 15!! 

Q: What do you love buying at the grocery store?

A: Chocolate Chip Cookies!

Q: When you grow up what car do you want to buy?

A: A Ferrari!!














Friday, 27 April 2018

Little Stories-5

Little Story One

Post dinner one evening:

Aadi to me: You want ice cream with your mangoes?

Me: What the hell are mangoes without ice cream man?

Aadi to Siddy : Baby you want mangoes with you ice cream?

Siddy: No thank you Papa... I just want the mangoes. Fruits are good for you na?"

Also translate that to : you're just being a fatty mommy!

Sucker upper!

Little Story Two

This baby is really getting big. And smart. Maybe over smart is the word I'm looking for!

So we are shifting homes soon and I really want to have this monkey out of my bedroom when we shift so I'm making grounds that in the new house he has to sleep with mum and not us.

A few nights ago he was being super clingy and wah wah!

I said: Siddy you have to start sleeping with Neneh now... in the new house you are not allowed in our room no matter what.

He thinks for a bit, curls his tiny little body into mine puts his baby hands on my cheeks and said: Ok Mumma but while we are in this house at least let me sleep with you.

We all know where he slept that night and every night since!!

Little Story Three and Four: Warning these are heartbreaking!!!

So Aadi has been in Jaipur for work for a very long time this time. And while I love my little baby boy running around the house pretending to be an avenger or kicking the ball is just not my cup of tea (coffee) thats all Aadi... so obviously Siddy has been missing him like crazy!

Still a few days to go before Aadi returns and I catch Siddy pulling at his eyebrows.

Me: What are you doing?

Siddy: Pulling out my eyebrow so I can make a wish.

Me: ummmmm....You can't just go about plucking your eyebrows baby. And anyway you need an eyelash for a wish

As soon as I said that I realized he might try to pluck an eyelash... but instead he just looked super sad.

Me: What happened baby? What did you want to wish for?

Siddy: It doesn't matter Mumma because my wishes never come true. I wish and I wish that Papa comes back soon but he doesn't come back.

**insert sound of my heart breaking**

Four:

So as much as I love my little boy, running around the house pretending to be an avenger or playing foot ball are not things I can do with him... Thats all on Aadi. I'm more of a lets draw or do fun experiments in the kitchen kind of person... which also he loves but not as much as the running around.

So of course he has missed Aadi like crazy these last ten days and every morning he has without fail, asked me "Is Papa coming home today?"

Finally the day arrives before the day Aadi is to come and I happily tell him : Siddy Papa is coming tomorrow!

After much jumping and dancing he says : Will he be here before I wake up?"

Now every morning he's been sleeping in till 10:00 and Aadi said he would be home by 11:00 so I said: No, but he will reach home when you are having breakfast

Looking very upset he says : Noooooo I want him to be here before I wake up. I wont leave the bedroom till he comes home.

Ok crazy kid I thought but said : Lets see baby. And the main thing is that he is coming home right?

Silence!

Cut to yesterday morning. I wake up at 8:30 and from then on all I can think is "Aadi please come as soon as possible" And I am constantly checking on this monkey sleeping.

9:00 No Aadi but a sleeping Siddy.

10:00 No Aadi but a sleeping Siddy.

11:00 No Aadi but a sleeping Siddy. But now i'm worried... because anytime now I know Siddy will wake up and there ill be no Aadi. Whom I have been chatting with and he is on his way.

Finally at 11:18 ish I hear Aadi enter the building chatting away on his phone, we're on the first floor you can hear everything!!

So I run to the main door, open up and shout out to Aadi to hurry up. Poor guy must have thought something happened... and it had... Siddy had actually slept thru till he came home and I didn't want the magic of that to go for the last few minutes.

Happy ending to this was to watch Siddy open his eyes while Aadi hugged and kissed him awake!!! It was the best sight ever!!!


PS: what is that expression!!!














Tuesday, 20 February 2018

Siddy Turns Five!

This little boy of mine... I've had him in my life for five years!! Five freaking awesome years!!!

Seriously where did this time go?

I've been reading all of my old blogposts around his birthdays in the last five years and they are making me so nostalgic... I'm so glad I documented as much as I could of this experience!

To read stories about how he started talking, how he started running, how he started showing affection. Reading about his anti water phase, his terrible twos, his phase when he would repeat anything and everything I said!

Stories about his first day with diapers, about his favorite toys, posts where I have literally measured his arms and legs and compared them to his dad's!! Stories about his little soft kisses and his attention seeking antics... stories about his first day of school, first day in a park, first real meal, first taste of chocolate!

My posts where I give my two bit advise on parenting and mother hood, show me today how I dealt with it all.. dealt with this teeny tiny little baby... who was everything to me and to whom I was everything!

At five I go from thinking he hardly needs me to him still being a baby!

I mean I do feel he needs me less. He does so much on his own... but not just in terms of needing me to do stuff for him, I just think he's simply grown up now. He's a big big boy. He can brush off a fall, he can run off to the loo, he can walk into a room and make friends!

But despite that there are those few, now rare moments, when he still does need me. When he suddenly looks like a baby and he comes and he curls up into my lap, barely fitting, his super soft cheeks resting on mine... and I feel like if I can just hold on to this baby a little longer ... just pause this moment a little longer... just freeze this baby and me together!!!

Because really, he's soon going to become a big boy... and I'm going to miss him and his teeny tiny self so very much!

Its his birthday tomorrow and I've just found pictures from his last four birthdays... and you can just see him grow in them... and I loved it!


First Birthday!
Minion party!
My favorite thing about him - His toothless smile!


Second Birthday
Animal Safari Party!
My favorite thing about him - That he would repeat everything I said.. in his adorable baby way!


Third Birthday 
Peppa Pig Party!
My favorite thing about him - His dancing and singing!


Fourth Birthday
Superhero Party!
My favorite thing about him - His stories and his non stop drama!

And now we are gearing up for his 5th birthday...  We're having a little dino party for him!!! 

And as to what my favorite thing about him is: The last bits of baby-ness in him- basically his soft soft cheeks!!!






Saturday, 4 November 2017

The not so good boy!

For all of you who think Siddy is all sugary and nice here is something that will completely change your mind!

So the other day it was one of his friend's birthday and we were discussing what to get as a present.

I love asking him for his opinion because they are always fun!

Like one time after contemplating the question, he said to get a friend a hat,  another  time to get a skateboard and yet another to get a boxing bag but with princesses on them since it was for a girl!

I have recently fallen in love with tool sets for boys... we got Siddy his first set when he was two and I remember him trying to fix ... well... everything. He would fix the table, his cycle, the chair even the walls!

The hammer never left his hand!!!

He's had two sets since and still plays with them.

So the last time we had to gift my nephew something we got him a really cool tool set. In fact it was way cooler than any set Siddy has had! Apart from all the tools it had a hard hat and goggles!

Very cool!

Anyway, so coming back to us discussing what gift to get for his friend. The birthday boy being just a few months older than my nephew, I suggested getting him a tool set as well.

At first he goes " Ya thats great get him a tool set, he will love it"

"Ok cool, I'll get him the same one we got for Hans"

Silence.

"No not that one"

"Why?"

"Its too fancy"

"Arre but thats the good part na, it has that cool hardhat and the goggles and all"

"Ya but thats why only. Its too fancy. And I don't want anyone to have a tool set more fancy than mine!!!"

hmmmmmm?!!!!!! seriously!

Where did my good little boy go? And who is this naughty and borderline mean boy come from?!!!











Monday, 30 October 2017

The Adventures of Mr Fix It!

So recently we had quite an adventure.

Friday afternoon we heard a few kids from the building screaming outside our window about a cow who was stuck in our jungle. So of course we had to go see!

But not before we got ready for it.

So first he got his minion mask, which he uses as a hardhat, don't ask me why and how he thought of it, but it looks pretty legit.

Then he got his 3D googles, to use as his protective eyewear. Why and from where did he get his 3D glasses you ask? Well, the first 3D movie we took him for, cant even remember which one, we asked the theater guys if we could take it as a memory thing.

And finally he took his pliers to help the cow.

" I can use these pliers to cut the cow mumma"

"ummmm..... you obviously mean to cut the branches around the cow"

Takes a second to understand what I said "ha ha ha yes yes mumma to cut the branches!!"

Grateful my kid isn't some kind of psycho we head out. Mr Fix It and I.

There are some three people there, two from the neighboring building and one from a cat cafe near by and all you can hear is this poor cow mooing away in pain.

Now the cat lady was fully in control talking to her some person on the phone asking them to bring some kind of tranquilizer and nylon ropes. And hearing all of this little Mr Fix It, well freaked out!

After two minutes of being all "I'm going to go save the cow" the mooing had him running off home.

So we went back but his mind was still on it. Eventually he went back down with his nanny to check on what was happening.

And sure enough in a bit he came back shouting for me to come down.

"The ambulance has come mumma come soon" and he runs off.

So I leave my twice heated already coffee and run after him.

Its a fire engine not an ambulance, but ah well both excite him enough. In fact by the time I came down he was already hi fiv-ing the firefighters!

The cow, since I'm sure you're wondering by now, is fine, was always fine. The fire fighters went in to the forest to find her tied to a tree. This was done, for reasons I still don't know, by the guys who own a cow/buffalo shed near our home. So they got the cow shed guys to untie her and take her back.

So ironically about ten minutes later a friend of mine from the building came down with a bunch of posters to join a protest march against the cow shed.

Yup... this cow shed takes over about half of the main road creating a bottle neck which eventually creates the worst traffic you have ever seen.

The entire area was fed up with them it seems... and were out with big posters and a mike to shout out slogans.

Siddy of course was crazy confused. Do they want the cow shed do they not want it? If they don't want it where are the cows going to go? At one point when everyone was screaming tabela hatao he was the only one saying tabela bachao!!!!!

We even gave him a big poster saying "enough is enough" which I think I'm going to save and use on him when he bugs me too much!!!

So well, our first animal rescue mission and protest march and we are only 4 and a half years old!!!



Secretly I hope the Mr Fix It has managed to fix the damn tabela situation!!

Sunday, 29 October 2017

Carrying that Sleeping Baby!

The best thing I think about being a kid?

Knowing someone will take you home.

I remember growing up, any restaurant we went to, no matter how early or late, post dinner my brother would just pass out. And every single morning he would wake up safe and sound in his bed.

And even as a child I used to find that so amazing... that literally a kid could fall sleep anywhere and his parents would pick him and take him home.

Seen it on tv shows, movies, as I grew up I'd see it amongst friends with their kids... and I always thought that there could be nothing that expressed the feeling of security as much as this.

And the first few times we did it with bumling, I was so aware we were doing it. You know that out of body experience, where you stand outside and look at yourself doing something and think "Wow .. I always wondered if I would do that?"

And you are doing it.

And it is amazing, because it just reaffirms the whole deal of being a parent. Of having a little human who is yours to protect, yours to make feel secure over and above anyone, anything else. And its a very overwhelming feeling, but I love it.

So every time, post a party or dinner or even a long drive, when we pick up a sleeping little Siddy from the car and heave his ever growing ass back home, I find myself smiling and being grateful for having him!