Last night, the Dude had to pull an all-nighter and so I had to manage Munchkin alone. Nothing new with it..because,I have her all day to myself and even when she is crying at night,she wants only me..but the Dude,atleast tries to calm her down,by talking softly to her or rubbing her back,while I grab her bottle or Gas-drops or whatever is needed at the moment. But there is something very eerie or should I saw lonely about hearing your baby scream,when you are alone at home, at night. And add to that,the quick glimpses that she shoots,behind my back.Sure,babies see Angels.. but its spooky,when you are all alone.
Anywho,I put her to bed, tucked her in with a heavy quilt,much like ours and left my shirt on her pillow.She stirred a couple times, grabbed the shirt and slept again.I finally settled on the bed to read my book.I was waiting for 3.00 AM,to see if my trick had worked..that and Dude wasn’t home,and I wasn’t feeling particularly sleepy.
3:02 AM : Munchkin is sleeping soundly.Mumma silently did a victory dance..YAYY it worked.
3:09 AM : Munchkin stirs,Mumma holds her breath…Munchkin looks around,spots mumma,crawls up to her,flops right next to her,breathing heavily,holds mumma tight and goes right back to sleep!
So,I wonder why she wakes up at the same time every day..only to cuddle up.Any ideas, ye experienced mommies? And any solutions? Coz much as I love her,I would like to cuddle up with the Dude too 😛
Waiting to hear from you
Category: Munchkin Mania
14 months and counting….
Li’l Munchkin turns 14 months ‘young’ today and I must say it has been an interesting day. We have had 2 big meltdown,4 major tantrums,our usual meal time fights and of course shared tonnes of hugs .
And of course, Mumma has been showered with kisses too..as always.so yeah,its been a good day.
What do I have to say about my baby-girl? Oh wait..she is not a baby anymore,she is a toddler.How unfair is that..just because she grows up and turns 1 year old,I can’t call her a baby.Well,the way things are,she is not a baby..she is surely a toddler now- one full of energy, one throwing big tantrums,one with a free spirit and wild streak! She wants to do everything herself- take off her own diaper,eat her own food,everything by herself-aap aap.
She follows me into the bathroom,every single time,that she is awake and I am not allowed to close the door. If I do,she gets upset and there’s a big tantrum! So, I tell her,”Mumma will be right back, you stay there”..And she just follows me in,and closes the door behind her and comes and pats my thighs!!Uh..OK!! Anyway, all these frequent trips to the bathroom,and she has learned that she needs to take off her diaper when she pees,or when she has to pee!!So, don’t be surprised if you walk into the Gypsy household and see a naughty brat,running around diaper-less and a harried mumma,following her around, with a diaper in her hand.
She knows though,that she needs to lie down,for mumma to put her diaper on. So,whenever she does need a diaper change,and she sees me come with a diaper, she promptly lies down. Smart kid.And a smart kid she is..we went to Sea World,San Antonio,(that calls for another post),when my sis was here and saw the famous Shamu and it was a lovely show. So, after the show,Chichi showed her,Shamu’s dance..and since then,every time we ask her,”Shamu kaise karta hai?”(what does Shamu do?)She nods her head,and opens and closes her mouth like the killer whale!
She is so talkative,some days she doesn’t stop talking even in her sleep.One night,I was rudely woken up by the Dude,”Oh look she is talking in her sleep”,I am sure I must have glared at him,because he asked me to sleep,sheepishly.She has so much to say to almost everyone these days. Her latest word is Doogie. but my personal favorite is “aye chotu”She comes and hugs us and says,Aye Chotu..in the same loving tone that we use with her.And now she has started saying Aye Shonu too 🙂 Life just couldn’t be better.
Oh wait,it could be..if only I could get li’l Munchkin to sleep through the night.Actually,her bedtimes are my worst nightmare. Every night before putting her to bed, I say a silent prayer,”Oh God,please let her sleep through the night.” So far it hasn’t worked. She still wakes up at 3.00 AM. And no she doesn’t want a feed,she doesn’t need a diaper changed.She just needs to cuddle up with Mumma. Tonight I gave tucked her in with a heavy quilt,much like ours and left one of my shirts with her,in her crib..sending up a silent prayer,that she sleeps through the night.Sleep little one,Sleep.
That and Meal-times, with every passing month,meal-times are getting tougher..I seriously am running out of options and ideas. No matter what I put in front of her,I can’t get her to eat more than 5 tsps and I am not kidding.She wants to eat it herself..She definitely knows whats she wants to eat.If I have chicken,carrots,rice and peas on her plate,she will want to eat chicken first.One day I tried it,I gave her,one bite of the chicken,then next spoon full of rice,she refused..kept pointing at the chicken and finally got frustrated when I kept pushing the spoon full of rice. So,to make meals less stressful for both of us,I just put her high chair on a big mat and let her have her go at it,with a fork/spoon first and then with both her hands.There is more food on the mat and chair and on her than in her..but that when she is busy,feeding herself,I can sneak in a few extra spoonfuls. Hopefully,her eating and sleeping will get better.
My baby is turning into a big girl..so independent,makes me want to gather her in my arms and keep her that way,forever.But that’s not possible.So, go on baby,grow up, grow up 🙂 Happy day, you little 14 month old!
Coming up,more Munchkin Mania.
Mumma makes music
Munchkin loves music..of any kind and she thinks I make it.
The other day I was washing dishes and she insisted on being picked up.I was in a hurry and so propped her up on my butt and continued washing.The rhythmic splashing on water,into the pan,to rinse it was music to her ears.And she loved it,and even let me know it was a “Good Show” by patting me ,giggling and clapping. Heck,whatever makes her laugh!
Another activity that she finds musical is,me mixing coffee and sugar in a cup,with little milk,while the milk in the pot boils. She watches me so happily.
But seriously,she loves music of all kinds.Even the cheesy title tracks to the Hindi serials,to ad jingles,and of course film songs, pop songs.whatever. As I buckle her up in her car-seat,the Dude pops in a CD in the car’s player,and the excitement on her face, followed by an excited YAYY is just precious.
On a side note- Sis and Munchkin are friends now..and the sister leaves on 24th..So,I am a little Mopey!
So much to write
The sudden pause in my blogging,has resulted in so many things pending to be written.First,was the disinterest,that caused me to go private on my other blog and then,the sis arrived..and I got busy catching up with her.
In the meantime,so much has happenned.
For starters,I met Orchie and her lovely family. Li’l A is so much fun to talk to..and Li’l Munchkin just adores him, follows him around where ever he goes,whenever they are together..I think she is completely smitten..hehhee.. And another person she seems smitten with is Orchie’s Uj..she surprised us,when she asked Uj to pick her up,in the first meeting..She is a friendly baby,but she is shy,where guys are concerned..Shy or scared..may be apprehensive. But,She was totally cool,with Uj. In Orchie’s Words-“She is totally checking you out Uj!!”
Orchie is actually my friendly neighbourhood blogger.. literally and she is so much to be with. And we have been trying to get Ms.Upsi to come and hang out with us,so that we can have a true bloggers meet.. Soon,I hope..Upsi,Ask that boss to give you a breather!
While Mumma was busy having fun with Aunty Orchid and Masi,Munchkin,was busy turning 13 months. And the girl just never stops talking..She is saying new words almost every other day. Just yesterday,I caught her repeating Nineteen after me!! nun-teeth..it sounded like!She can say almost 25 words now and her doctor keeps telling us,on every visit,how advanced she is. That calls for another post..
We have been hitting the malls,every two days and burning a hole in the the Dude’s pockets..One day,I told the Sis,”One day at the mall is equal to 2 days at the GYM” really it is,I mean so much walking,in one day..Dude just doesn’t get it,how we don’t get tired of going to the malls..every other day.
And the GYM,well I haven’t been going there as regularly as I would like to. And God!! we’ve have been eating out so frequently! I have given up counting Calories too..I mean there is just no point na? Today I went to the gym and was just half way through the workout when the fire alarm went off and We had to evacuate the place..I don’t know what happenned because,just as I was stepping out,I saw Dude and Munchkin arrive to pick me up.
And now I should hit publish,if I want this post to get published.
First hair-cut
Aadya got her first hair-cut on May 3rd.
She always had long strand of her,falling into her eyes.And everyone kept telling me to cut it off or pin it up,away from her face. It used to irk me so much. Coz,I just didn’t have the heart to cut it off and there was no way,I could pin it up.
Aadya has really soft and silky hair.My mother always had trouble taking care of my hair.Even now,my hair is clumsily set.I mean I style it and in no time,it slip out. Same is the case with Aadya. And if someday,the clip remained in its place,this brat would pull it off and push the hair back on her face.
So, they kept telling me..people I mean, friends,neighbours, family..everyone and I just never wanted to cut her hair. until 2 days back. Friday morning I woke and saw that her hair looked really unruly.. but I was promptly distracted by her crying and spent the day carrying her on my hip till my left arm gave up.
Saturday morning,May 3rd,I woke up fresh and realised that the hair indeed was grown and need to be tackled. I sat down with her in my lap,hair brush,et al,tried combing -no change. My decision was made.I knew I had to take her for a hair-cut and soon.. lest i change my mind. When I asked the Dad ,he,more than willing agreed..because he was from the other club. He even asked me cut her hair off MYSELF!! Yeah right!
Anyway, we went to this kids salon,after her nap.We had to wait for sometime,the father daughter got busy playing with the train set.As the sister pointed out later,the Dad was more excited than Aadya. He looked like a kid in a toy store,while Aadya,sat primly on her little yellow chair.
When our turn came,the stylist asked me to buckle her up in the Cop’s car! And I did. And boy! did she love it. She had a fun time, turning the steering wheel. She sat quietly playing with the wheel,when the stylist snapped on the apron. And after a little discussion about what I wanted done with her hair?Vain Mumma replied..”Oh something cute”..It must have taken every ounce of professionalism for the stylist to not laugh in my face,instead,she told me politely,that there wasn’t much she could do with hair so short,except trim it…Sure go ahead.
When I saw about to snip the first curl,I almost wanted to stop her…but then,the Dad and the Sis were looking at me,as if warning me to behave!So,snip snip snip,went the stylist..while I watched amazed. And then,I realised belatedly,that Aadya,didn’t cry. I have heard it from so many moms,that babies hate their first hair-cut. So many friends had told me horror stories about kids biting stylist or not being to fidgety and upset. Even the stylist warned me that Aadya might not let her cut her hair. But,this little dame,sat quietly- she did let out a couple of oh-oh’s when the hair was cut. Even the stylist was impressed.
Then, as we paid and collected a certificate and the first curls, Aadya and Chichi played by the train table. And when the time came to leave, a huge melt-down happened. The little Missy just didn’t want to leave! Ever heard of a kid,who doesn’t want to run from the place,when she got her precious curls chopped?
Anyway,she was hugged and pacified,and we left. After that,whenever,munchkin caught anyone,looking at her, she would touch her hair and smile..as if to say,”Look I got a hair-cut”!
I leave you with a picture of the new hair-cute..uh cut I mean.
Munchkin & Chichi
Chichi is the name,Aadya has happily given my sister. My sister arrived last Friday.The last week waiting for her seemed to drag endlessly. I baked a cake on Thursday night and tidied up the place,one more time.
Aadya knew something was going on and she took special pleasure in decorating the living room carpet with shredded bits of eggs,from her lunch. She wants to eat everything herself these days.If I try to feed her ,she promptly puts her fingers in her mouth and takes out whatever food is in there to inspect,before putting it back in her mouth.So,in an effort to save time,I let her eat,while I decorated the cake.We both got done around the same time..I finished writing “Welcome Home” on the cake and Aadya,finished shredding her last morsel..Ughh..
I had vacuum the carpet again,give her a bath again..as a result,we were late. Thankfully,there was a long line for immigration and we were well in time.
While we waited for her to come out,Aadya,befriended one 18 month old boy..who wanted to hug her.She,being the girl,pushed him away..and instead smiled coyly at his DAD!! But the little guy was persistent.He didn’t give up and when all else failed,offered her his bag,Really cute!
Anyway,sis was one of the last few people to come out and as soon as Aadya saw her,she ran up to her,stopping short,only to gawk at the big bags on her trolley. Then she felt shy..A gentle “Go baby,Masi is here” was enough push.Masi and niece hugged each other..and Aadya promptly made herself comfortable in her masi’s arms.Mumma was as always busy clicking pictures. I was just so happy to see her recognised her aunt.
On our way home,Aadya was so excited to see Masi sitting next to her.She showed/tried to share all her toys with Masi.It was a sight that made mumma so happy. Aadya,kept touching Masi ,all the way home,as if to reassure herself that she is really here to stay.
Two days after Masi’s arrival,Aadya decided to rename her..and every time,we ask her to say Masi, she says chichi..almost always..So Chichi it is..till she gets another name.
Chichi,came with lots of goodies for us..Tonnes of clothes for all of us..home made Karanjis made specially by my granny,I tasted these after 4 years,toys,junk jewellery and knick-knacks.
This is the first time,she is visiting us,since I married..so,I am really excited and there is something really warm and fuzzy about having your sister close by.
For now,Aadya and chichi seem to be getting along fine.Aadya,tries to scare her every now and then-she expects us to be scared if she growls..Chichi scolds her when she troubles Mumma,which makes her mad at Chichi..In short,all is well here.
More later…
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