Archive for the ‘Childhood memories’ Category

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Cuddles and Junior

April 9, 2017

With Cuddles stepping into  grade 4 at school and Junior, a crawling livewire who wants to taste everything in his path, I can describe my current life as being caught in a whirlwind. I always knew life with two kids would very busy but a year ago I couldn’t have imagined how utterly crazy it would become. I am literally ignoring a million other things and forcing myself to write this post.  My inspiration to write has been the sweet nostalgia that fills me whenever I read past posts I wrote about life with Cuddles, so here I am penning what my babies are upto.

Baby No 1 who is almost as tall as me, he reaches upto my ears, has just started school. He continues to be great at manufacturing and engineering with an added flair for art. He can remember lyrics and sing a tune well. On the academics front he lagged behind mid term but thankfully was able to make up with good grades in the finals. At home he is slowly becoming the responsible elder bro who keeps his plate after dinner in the kitchen, fetches essential things for us when asked (not always though), keeps an eye on Junior when he meanders off to dangerous territories and has even been to the supermarket on his own.

Baby No 2 is days away from turning nine months, he can sit on his own and can also lift himself to stand with support. A fussy eater who likes sweet fruits (chickoos and mangoes) and the occasional cerelac, he is still on homemade porridges and purees. A super active baby Junior has no still moments, jumping, shaking, wriggling, crawling, he is always in action. We are yet to put him in a cradle, so he sleeps on his bed made on a floor mattress. The moment he wake up the first thing he does is to close the bedroom door, he is already trying his luck at opening drawers and cupboard doors. Point him to the door and he waves a bye with his tiny hand, in the company of his big bro he loves to play loudly.

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The Big News

February 16, 2017

…is that we have expanded the Cuddles franchise to include a tiny member called Junior. Born coincidentally on the same day as his big bro Junior is winning us over with his cute antics.

At seven months Junior keeps his momma on her toes. Wriggling and squiggling to catch all that comes in his way Junior’s hands are always itchy to grab things that go straight into his mouth for a lick test. So, from the coarse fabric of the sofa covers, the metallic taste of my Samsung phone, the smooth tile of the floor, the plasticy bits of his musical toys or a strand of hair or a part of an adult’s hand — Junior has run his tongue all over them.

A curious being ready to explore his surroundings, his eyes are always at the door, waiting in anticipation of the world outside and of the people who would step inside. Coos and aahs, at times angry rrrrrs, Junior seems to be a good communicator, expressing his desire to start talking.

Crazy about his big bro Junior has the best time laughing and gurgling in joy while playing with Cuddles, who is fast growing up to be a big guy (he reaches till the top of my ears!!!).

Some notes from past months not published :

**At four months Junior has learnt to turn on his belly. Most times he welcomes us with a toothless drooling grin. There are of course angry outbursts too especially when he does not get what he wants in his hands.

** Days short of reaching the three month old milestone, the lil one loves to see his brother play who on the other hand is currently shy and hesitant to play with his younger sibling, we are hoping that as time passes the brothers will bond.

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Last day of Grade 1

March 12, 2015

Officially Cuddles finished grade 1 today and by next month he will be starting grade 2. It also means the spring break is on. Apart from thinking of ways to keep him busy the fact that the year went of in a blink is what’s troubling me the most. Time does fly, but I didn’t expect it to go by so soon. How does one treasure these moments that will never return. Mere words and pictures are not enough to capture a mother’s wonder at seeing her baby grow into a young boy every day. As I am a sucker for nostalgia as the years fly by it’s only going to get tougher.

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Day 16 The big move

May 27, 2013

The weekend was well-utilised for relocating our residence. The movers and packers did a fine job of packing our house, loading the truck and transferring all of that to our new house. Unlike our earlier house shifting experiences where we did everything on our own getting professional help made things easier. Although once everything was placed in the new house they managed to only fix the main furniture leaving behind suitcases of clothes, boxes of kitchen utensils and a lot of wall accessories (we are really big on them). Seeing the current mess in the house I shudder to think how many days of back breaking work will make it look like my own sweet home. Cuddles stayed at grandparents on the day of the shifting. Since then he has been a big help to his dad when he is fixing things at home. A happy Cuddles declared, “I like helping people”.

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Day 13 Katti dosti

May 23, 2013

Cuddles’ school friend A who adores him and plays with him most evenings was sulking when we reached her building. I presumed it was a case of bad moods. But even after some prodding and cajoling she was not talking to Cuddles. Finally her mom said that she is angry with Cuddles because he had her MnMs in the school bus. When I confronted Cuddles his reply was, “She was sharing it with me, so I took two.” Hmmm… so now those lessons of sharing with others have backfired on me, I need to deal with sharing with a line and with consent. Cuddles gave a smiling apology to A, who finally played a few of their favourite games together — Colour-colour, Chinese whisper, hide and seek and racing.

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Day 1 School tales and an unfinished tiffin

May 9, 2013

Well, this is a forced self instructed daily blogathon to capture the everyday joys of Cuddles. I had started the blog with big plans of writing regular posts on life with my adorable son but seeing the abysmal number of times I have written I had to do this.

So here goes, this is going to be just a record of what Cuddles does everyday so that at least I can look back and be happy at times gone by especially in the wake of an ever fading memory.

The day started as always at 6:30 am. Cuddles woke up happily when I told him that today is the last day of the week. He is always ready for a competition, we compete to drink milk, water, food, get ready with family members, one-on-one, with his bus stop friends, so he is delighted when he reaches the bus stop earlier than the others. Today he managed to reach earlier than the kid in our building.

He is back from school at 12:40 pm. When I opened his bag I found the absent diary, a homework book and an unfinished tiffin. With him being a picky eater there are very few options for lunch. It is the same cycle of four things that churned one day per week — mostly bread, fruit, cake, milkshake, dosa chutney. He used to eat parantha in his nursery but has of late developed an aversion to it in the tiffin. Although he had promised to eat it in the morning he didn’t. Thankfully I had kept a muffin as well along with the parantha which he ate up. I forever worry what will happen next year when he would be grade 1 and will return home only late afternoon. Hoping for some magic.

 

 

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Wishing for some endless moments

January 17, 2013

When Cuddles was a baby I wished for time to fly, for him to be independent, to start school and in return give me more time. But now as he is inching closer towards the big 5, I want time to stand still. I want to savour each moment of his sweet baby tone, garbled words and curious questions.  To hold on tightly to the times that will never come back, the innocence of childhood that as much as I capture through videos and pictures seem not enough for a lifetime.  I still hold hands while walking on the street (much to his displeasure), I still feed him lunch and dinner (much to my displeasure), pamper him rotten and try every way to protect him from the world. I am reminded time and again to let go. But I know I am a crazy mom in love with my baby, who has been the epicentre of my life for the past four and a half years. Truly to have a child is to decide forever to let your heart go walking outside your body.