15 Marbles

Moments.Musings.Memories. ❤️Gathering little marbles from ordinary days and keeping them for our memory jar. ❤️

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  • Tag of 5

    I think I am officially the rudest person on Blogosphere!I have so many tags pending..and I am perpetually late in taking them up! But please dont stop tagging me! I love taking up these tags.
    ~nm and Timepass tagged me take up this tag.
    Here’s what the tag is all about-
    “Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given : family, friend, yourself, your love, anything you like. Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better.”

    And here’s my take on it-
    Family-That would be Papa , Mamma ,Sis and Bhai

    Friends- Come to think,I haven’t really done any posts on friends,except this one. [Note to self-Write more about friends]

    Yourself-I think only one post qualifies for this- Quirks and me??

    Your love-ohh this one’s easy- how I met DH,4 years together and my loves and ofcourse pretty much every thing on this blog is about my biggest love,Aadya!

    Anything you like-it has to be this one.This was one of the first few posts I wrote after delivering Aadya.

    Now to tag-I think almost everyone has already done this tag..but i think a few of you havent..so I tag-
    Kodi’s mom,Mystic Margarita ,Poppins and ddmom
    My new friends,Shobana and Upsi.

    Now,all I need to do is dig out all the other pending tags and take them up..:)

  • Baby Food-2

    Aadya was bored of her baby food and wanted something more adult.So,my granny made this for her.
    Dalia(semolina porridge)
    2 tsp semolina
    1/2 tsp ghee or clarified butter
    1/2 tsp sugar
    1/2 cup milk
    a pinch of salt

    Put the ghee ans semolina in a pan and roast till golden brown.Add the milk and bring it to a boil.Add the sugar and salt and simmer for 2 minutes.
    [Since I am waiting till Aadya turns 1 to give her milk,I substituted the milk with water and a dash of milk for color and grandma’s satisfaction]

    Aadya slurped it down happily.

  • And she walks!

    Yes! She did it!
    Today at 8.25pm, our little angel,took those first tiny steps,unsteadily,as we cheered on.It was all in a slow motion,I am replaying the scene in my mind again and again. DH picked her up and I hugged her.Aadya was so excited with all the sudden excitement!
    Since then,she has been practicing walking again and again. I can’t believe it,my little baby is almost a toddler!
    God Bless you,Little one!

  • Waking up…..

    ….Is so much fun when you have a little monkey chattering away to herself,jumping on your bed.That’s how we wake up every morning these days.

    Aadya wakes up and keeps playing by herself,talking to herself, non-stop.Then she realises we are still sleeping and starts bouncing on the bed, hugging her dad and then me. Slowly open one eye and she is so happy,she falls on me and hugs me.Sometimes even brushing my hair gently off my face!If her dad has his back towards her,she climbs up on him,and peeks at his face,over his shoulders,gently patting his face till he doesnt wake up.One by one,we wake and say “Good morning” to her and she is so happy to have achieved what she wanted.

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    Every morning Papa is Aadya’s most favorite person.The moment he comes out the bedroom dressed in his office formals,Aadya starts getting restless and demands to be picked up..by her Papa. If I am feeding her breakfast,she refuses to open her mouth,just keeps looking for her dad,till he doesn’t come and sit in front of her.She continues clinging to him till he doesnt say bye-bye at the door,which she waves till he doesnt disappear from her line of sight.

    DH kisses her goodbye and she air-kisses him .Then he kisses me good-bye and she watches this with so much interest..blowing kisses in the air .Our exchanged kisses are followed by smacking sounds made by little missy!

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    I was putting Aadya to sleep and DH was doing some work. A little while later,I heard loud voices-some strange men were talking.It felt like they were in my own living room. But then,I remembered,the walls here are so thin..may be its the neighbours.The voices kept getting louder and more agressive.Now,I was sure,something was wrong.May be the neighbours were having a dispute..or were there Cops next door?I HATE this apartment complex. Absolutely hate it. And having recently read Bad Bad reviews, my super-active imagination took over and I was sure it was cops.May be it was a drug-deal gone bad..Oh if only,Aadya would sleep,then I could sneak out and eavesdrop by the door. Anyway,Aadya decided it was not cool to sleep with so much happenning and started crying and screaming.Oh No! Not a good idea to attract attention.I ran to the den to alert DH and what do I see?

    DH was on a conference call and the speaker phone is ON! And all those strange men were actually talking in MY OWN apartment! …. Now I am going to hide my face under a pillow and sleep till …humpfff till I am old and grey!