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
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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.
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Last month,we crossed the one year anniversary of the Dude’s hospital trip. And as the date got closer,I found myself getting tensed and anxious. My biggest worry was to see a repeat of last year’s scary episode.
Munchkin was a few days short of one month and one night,I was up feeding her.I woke up the Dude to get me a glass of water ,which he did,before promptly passing out. He did come to on his own but it was scary to see him there on the floor,like that.We went to the ER in the morning and there we found out that he was diabetic and had high blood pressure. His blood sugar levels were so high,the doctors were surprised to see him walk. They also found a discoloration in one of his arteries and he had to stay back in the hospital for observation. Two of his colleagues came and helped us, drove us to the hospital,took me and Munchkin home,took care of us.I was really lucky to find these people in a place, where I knew practically nobody.
And since then,he is on medication for diabetes.
The initial few months,he was in denial..but,scared and so took care of his diet and medicines.a few months later, he started slipping..first the innocent nibbles of Munchkin’s plate, then,”just one small piece” of a sweet or chocolate,then, just half a glass of ice-tea..and so on it continued. All the while I kept watching, sometimes chiding him,sometimes reminding him..sometimes arguing.And then came the time for the next yearly check-up and I scheduled it..I was so worried and had an uneasy feeling gnawing at the back of my mind.
Anyway,the results are in and they are not good. His fasting blood sugar readings were high,dl. His cholesterol and triglycerides were also elevated..And the doctor blew her top.She was furious and referred him to a specialist for uncontrolled diabetes and there they put him on Insulin. He is really bummed about that..but,there is no other option. But at least,he is watching his diet now..I mean really watching.He is off sweets again but I hope it continues.
My next challenge is to get him to exercises. He enjoys playing table-tennis and thinks its exercises enough..wonder how I can get him to think otherwise.
On a totally different note,I resumed my daily workouts and am planning to follow the low carb-high protein diet,recommended for the Dude..hopefully,I should have some results soon. -
.. is so hard. My sister left this afternoon and I am so sad. All the excitement before some one’s arrival- that is good.. but when they leave, the space they leave behind, is just too overwhelming.
I was feeling sad since last 2-3 days,with each passing day, I knew the day of her departure was getting closer.But, I was not prepared for the emptiness,I felt,when I saw her wave one last time and disappear behind the security counter. And then,I couldn’t stop the tears.I just felt so lost… and tired. And all I want to do is be alone.Alone because I know no one understand what I am going through,right now.
On the drive home,I kept feeling that something is missing.When we were growing up, we would bicker at the first opportunity,some days continuing cold wars for days,together, but,we were always very close..We just never needed another friend,we were good enough for each other. The friends that we had were mostly common friends.And when we grew up, and had our own separate set of friends, even then, the last one hour after lights out,was reserved for catching up-whispered secrets, hushed conversations about crushes,requests for clothes and jewellery.I miss those days.
This one month that she was here with me,we remembered those days,so much..almost every thing had a memory associated with it.It felt nice to relive those moments.After ages, we shopped together and for once,we could both buy the same thing in different sizes -Almost every time that we go shopping together,there is one thing, that we both JUST LOVE! When we were living together, we didn’t buy same clothes, for the fear of being ridiculed.. but this time,we didn’t care and on certain occasions even more matching clothes. She helped me pick out some really nice accessories too.The girl really has an eye for such thing.
My baby sis- she is not a baby any more-she has grown up,really. She came and cleaned and reorganised my house..God knows,I needed help there.As Munchkin is getting busier,its getting so so difficult to manage and maintain the perfect house,that I want.. but,lil sis helped me tidy up in a jiffy! Only your sister can do that for you..and I am sure,I won’t hesitate to do the same for her.
This time,we had a big disagreement and that made us argue and fight..tears were shed and hugs were shared..For we knew this time,time is precious.. unlike earlier,when we could let the fights go on..we have grown..I guess or we just appreciate each other more.
I just wish,she takes back happy memories from the trip..:)
Its so funny,as I write this,my cheeks are drenched with tears and there is a small smile on my lips..God I miss her sooo much!I wish it was still yesterday.. or better still,I wish I was still a kid..given a chance,I would do things differently this time.
I don’t know,when I will see her next, after a year?I don’t know,when she will visit me next, will she be married or still single, how will it be when she is married? God! there are so many thoughts that are running in my mind right now.May be all this doesnt even make sense.
All I want to do is cry..like a baby and stomp my feet and say..”I want my sister,I want my sister”.
And she knows me so well, left me message from the airport-“Di Rona dhona matt karna,filmy style mein..” Sigh…That’s what sisters are for.Oh and I wish it was still yesterday!
