I'm Alive!!!

Oh my good Lord!!! It’s been ages since I’ve got a hold of the system to type a blog. Life has been extremely busy with catering to loads of guests. Guests for whom I had to cook, clean and wait around. So I guess I’ve been forgiven for this long absence from here.

The first visitor was a very silent one. Very beautiful I must admit…..felt a little jealous that I could not look half that charming even on the best of my Good Hair days…..This one just came in the morn stayed on for a while looking around and just chilling out. Don’t believe??? Well have a look out here

The second visitor or I should say visitors were quite different, cause they would come in close to lunch hour and they would be mighty hungry…hungry as in they would pick and eat for hours together….and well they did look on the healthier side I should say. And the worst part being they did not pay any attention to the host!!! Yes they hardly lifted their heads from the long meal that they were enjoying. And in the end without even thanking me for being such an “adorable host” they would just go away…Just look at them feasting on the lunch I had arranged for them

Ok guys, please don’t pick up your brooms or sticks to give me a whack……please…I’ve been really really lazy to write a blog. The other excuse being that it’s really difficult to get the system free to type anything when Jelly is awake. Not that she is using the system; just that madam needs some music to be playing in the background all the while - awake or sleeping. When she is awake, she would not allow me to sit in front of the system to type a single word. And when she is sleeping I have cooking, cleaning and other jobs to be done. I have been typing this blogs in bits and pieces from God knows when!!

So here I am making a promise to myself that from now on I will be more regular with my posts. It’s truly crazy that I’m not updating on how Jelly is turning out to be a very cute yet naughty, lovable yet violent, cuddly yet someone who bites me like a little pup….Oh so much more to add into that list but that’s for the next post.

And hey I want to change the looks of my blog…I have a picture with me, which I would love to put as my blog header but I’m really lost on how to make the whole layout look a bit more lively……could any of you guide me?????

18 Months Update

It’s been ages since I’ve made an update on Jelly. Been very preoccupied with a lot of things. I never seem to be finding the time when at work or back at home to pen down a few lines……….

Coming to updates, Jelly is turning out to be one hell of a naughty toddler. Thanks to her restless behavior her grandpa has just managed to lose that extra weight, which his doctor had been advising him to loose for ages now. You can find my in-laws in a better shape than ever now ;-). On a serious note I think it’s high time I give them a much needed break.

If I were to tell you about her day to day habits I would have to copy every single bit of what Shruthi has written here. She is turning out to be one noisy kid. She is not so keen on playing with toys, but the moment she spots any kid, who is visiting our house moving towards her toys, she manages to reach there before them and starts playing with the toy they wanted to play with. She will see to it that the said kid does not get a single toy in his or her hands for more than a minute. Its not that she does not like playing with other kids, it’s just that she is not ready to hand over her toys to anyone (grrr!!!). We try our best to make her share her toys but no, she would not listen to us one bit. If the kids do not bother about her toys then she has a total blast playing with them. She loves kids who are of her age or slightly bigger than her. Smaller kids are looked upon as though they were mere dolls. And in such cases I would have to keep a close watch, so that she does not land up hurting them.

At last my little kiddo is turning out to be a little girl!! She has started loving her soft toys. Initially soft toys were meant to be chewed upon or used as a mop to clean the floors. The poor souls are getting a better treatment now; she hugs and kisses them when in a good mood. But when she gets a good round of scolding from me for her naughty behavior, she takes a pen or spoon or a stick and waves it threateningly at them and says “Addi- as in I’m going to hit you” after that would come a whole lot of verbal assault which only she would understand.

After dinner when she is ready to hit the bed, we sit with her toys and books for some time. She makes me read her alphabet or fruits & vegetables book to her. On one such day I thought of making it a bit more interesting for her and placed her Teddy in my lap and used the hands of the teddy to point out to the objects I was reading for her. She looked at the teddy in awe and from then on whenever she wanted me to read a book to her she would take the teddy, place it in my lap and tell “Teddy…book ….book”. Now it is graduated on to Winnie book ………

You would know if Jelly is at home from the moment you step into our house. The front room would be all strewn with her toys, oh yes this needs a special mention. As I said earlier she is not crazy about playing with toys, I will tell you what her interest are later in the blog. We have put all her toys in a couple of bags and placed it in a corner of the room, the moment she enters the rooms, she marches up to the bags takes it , carries it to the center of the room and places it there. Once it is placed there she would hold the bottom corner of the bag and empty its contents in a flash. Once this is done she would either use her hands or legs and see it to that the toys would reach every nook and corner of the room. With this also accomplished, she would happily march out of this room to the next room to create a havoc out there (sigh!!!!). No amount of pleading or scolding or threatening seem to stop her from doing this….. Can anyone tell me how to tame this wild little girl????????

Now about how she passes her time in the other rooms, well nothing different, its just that in the dining area it would be spoons or tiny plates and in the kitchen it would be onions or garlic or potatoes who face the same fate as the toys. At any time of the day our house looks like it’s just had a date with a hurricane or tornado.

She is the new found parrot of our house. We just cannot speak anything; the moment we speak she picks up words and repeats them in a flash. Not that she just repeats it; she also knows what we mean when we tell something. I and SM at times have to use code languages to make sure she does not follow what we are talking. She calls her granny (my mom) by her name and when mom makes a straight face you should see what this little imp does. She goes to mom, sits on her lap, keeps her face close to moms face, gives her sweetest smile and calls her “Ammumma” (granny). And as soon as she sees that mom has fallen for her bait, she gives a wide grin and calls her by her name again!!!!!!!

In a couple of days time Jelly is going to be 18 months old that is a year and a half!!!!!! Now I need some help from you experienced moms out there. Jelly still needs her night feeds and I’m just going crazy with it. She wails her life out if I do not feed her. She sleeps with a full tummy of Cerlac but in a matter of about 2-3 hours she is hungry and manages emptying a whole bottle!!! It’s been so long since I have got a full night’s sleep. Please do tell me what worked out for you………..I’m eagerly waiting out here for some true help.

She should have been a Goan….

This weekend saw us attending a wedding of an old friend of mine. As usual the thought of going out with Jelly brought a lot of panic into my ever over stressed brains. I kind of always try to foresee all that is going to happen (negative or positive……….well to be frank more negatives for sure) on any said occasion. So as usual when I remembered that we were supposed to go for the said function, my mind started racing at possible outcomes. What if Jelly is not in a mood to go out? And if ever she is in a mood, will she be fine in the midst of a huge gathering. And if yes will she keep running around the place and make me look like a nerd, all dressed up, swearing and running behind a toddler. If all this goes on well, will the little terror allow me to enjoy the good Manglorean food………. And so on.

Well to get to the details, this friend of mine is a Manglorean Christian (for the sake of this blog let's call him R). We got to know each other some 13-14 years back. We got to know each other through my another friend (P - who again is again a Manglorean). We soon got along well, the 4 of us, the 4th addition being a cute little guy K. We were a gang of notorious foursome. Always up to pranks, never attentive in the class, all thanks to our great friend R.

So back to the details of the evening - we were out to attend the reception dressed in our best, well not in our best…. I have stopped dreaming of being neatly dressed and remain the same way all through the function from the day Jelly was born. I have as a matter of fact nearly stopped wearing “Sarees” when going out with Jelly. I truly adore this Indian attire and love wearing them, but if I dare to wear it when taking her along with us, then even before reaching the venue I would look like I have just finished my job as a part time maid and rushed to attend the function. Ok I’m exaggerating a bit, but she makes it a point to crumple my clothes beyond recognition.

Something seems to be seriously wrong with me today; I’m just going away from the main topic - So when we reached the venue we realised that the reception had just begun after the wedding which was held earlier in the evening in the church. The lively Goan music literally dragged us into the hall. Jelly was quite excited to see the flower decoration at the entrance of the reception hall - not because she likes flowers, but because she likes to tear apart flowers and leaves to tiny shreds.

But hey for a change she was not too keen on pulling those beautiful flowers part. She was more keen on peeping into the hall. I was getting a little excited seeing my daughter behaving in a very good way. I just said a silent prayer in my mind, just hoping that she would allow me to have a good time ahead. And for once my prayers were answered. The moment we entered the hall, we got to see the bride and the bride groom along with family and close friends already playing the wedding games which is a ritual with the Manglorean Christians. They start it with the bride and the bride groom standing face to face holding hands and trying to block the way of relatives or friends ( again a couple) who want to move ahead of them. Once they give way for them, the said couple stand next to the first couple in the same fashion. This continues till the whole crowd of relatives and friends form a huge human chain. At the end of this the bride and the groom have to make their way and reach the stage. Well no function of theirs is complete without the usual loud and peppy Goan music. All along a live band was playing some awesome foot tapping music.

Now the little music lover that Jelly is, she could not restrain herself from it. We made her sit on a counter at the entrance of the hall. The little one started giving a broad smile and was trying to shake her tiny butt while sitting there. She was totally enjoying herself - She clapped her hands in merry, laughed loudly and now wanted to stand on top of the counter. We quickly pulled her off the counter and went into the hall and got seated. Once we were seated she slipped of my lap and went on the floor and then there was no stopping her. Far away from the dancing crowd she clapped her hands and danced away to glory. She would look around at the guests and if she got to see that someone was observing her dance, the performer that she is she would shake her butt a little more. The evening was a truly beautiful one.

About an hour of dancing did not tire this little devil. While leaving from there I said to SM “Looks like she was to be born as a Goan or a Manglorean……by mistake she landed up in our family” That’s when SM added - “Looks like she will find herself a Goan or a Manglorean boyfriend once she grows up..” I was just starting to laugh at it when he added “I will fix her up if she does anything like that………” I told him that its double standards, “You got married to the girl of your choice then why not your daughter?” I did not hear what his reply was because I went deep into my thoughts. She is only 16 months old and we are already thinking about something that will happen 20 and odd years later. Are all parents this way ???????

It's Been A Long Time !

Yes, It’s been a long time since I have written a blog . My computer is just recovering from a major health problem called “Virus”, so not been able to blog for quite some time now. Jelly keeps us active and laughing with her cute pranks. There is not a place she does not reach, including climbing the windows from the cot. She loves to chatter all the time. Either she is trying to repeat whatever we talk or if that’s not easy for her at least imitate us. At times I and SM speak in English so she is trying to pick up a few words from that too.

Aryans mom has tagged me with some homework. So here I’m taking up the tag and continuing the post. This seems like one big tag so I have kept a bottle of juice and some snacks to last a whole day; I need some strength to do this ;-)

Last movie you saw in a theatre: Salaam Namaste (I know you guys are giving me a real good stare …… but that’s how we are…..not at all a movie buffs)…..but catch the latest movies on DVD ;)
What book are you reading: Been a lazy bum ……. Not read a book in ages :D
Favorite board game: Snake and Ladder
Favorite magazine: Reader’s Digest
Favorite smell: Jelly and SM after a bath.
Favorite sounds: Jelly’s laughter and the pitter patter of the first rain.
Worst feeling in the world: Not being able to spend quality time with my loved ones.
What is the first thing you think of when you wake up: Thank God! Jelly slept peacefully last night or as in most days, why the hell was she so cranky last night.
Favorite fast food place: Any place that offers value for money, tasty and spicy food.
Future child’s name: Are you kidding!!!!!!!! Not another one………we 2 our 1.
Finish this statement- “If I had a lot of money I’d….”: Invest half for the future and use the rest to travel round the world.
Do you drive fast: Only if I’m in a hurry.
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? : Been used to it for 3 and a half year with SM and past 1 and a half year with Jelly :D
Storms- cool or scary?: Cool if I’m in a safe place , else scary.
What was your first car: I’ve never owned one, but traveled around the most in SM’s Bolero.
Favorite drink: Café Frappe from Coffee day on a hot summer day( never mind it any time of the year )
Finish this statement-“If I had the time I would….”: Do some glass painting or fabric painting.
Do you eat the stems on a broccoli?: Nooooooooo, never eat a broccoli too.
If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?: Burgandy
Name all the cities/towns you have lived in:Bangalore…..all my life, for vacations Alleppy in Kerala and my longest stay outside India, in Paris for a month(wish I could go back there some day)
Favorite sports to watch: None
One nice thing about the person who sent this to you: Never met or spoke to her but feel like I’ve known her for a very long time.
What’s under your bed?: Floor.
Would you like to be born as yourself again?: Yes of course, just with better brains, looks and wealth :D
Morning person or night owl?: Morning person.
Over easy or sunny side up?: Hmmm got to give it a thought.
Favorite place to relax: Wherever I could cuddle on to SM and Jelly at the same time.
Favorite pie: Finding it hard to decide which I like the most ………
Favorite ice-cream flavor: No confusions on this one…………..Chocolate!
Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s likely to respond first?: Mira’s mom probably…………..


Phew!!! I need another bottle of juice now and hey where did my snacks go?????????

15 Months Update.

Continuing the “News from this part of the world” as Jelly’s 15 months update……

Yes my dear little Jelly has completed 15months……………how time flies………..its really hard for me to digest the fact that as each day goes by she is becoming a more independent toddler.

The “Mary had a little lamb” syndrome still continues out here. The moment I step into home my little lamb follows me to every nook and corner of the house. The first thing on the agenda as I enter the house is to carry her; if I just go to keep my helmet in its place then I can hear a loud wail in the background. As soon as I carry her I get showered with a million kisses and a tight hug. The funny part is that she looks at her grandparents as soon as she does this………probably trying to show off that “See I’m at last with my mummy!!!!” This tiny action makes me forget the whole day’s tiredness.

If I enter the kitchen to make or drink tea then it’s for sure that she will be in between my legs or clinging on to my neck. Right before or after this is the time she looks forward to, even if her tummy is completely stuffed with her evening snacks the little one wants me to feed her. More that the feeding it’s her bonding time with me. She feeds for a few minutes and what follows is just pure playtime. She does not allow me to get up, I have to lie down on the bed and she climbs all over me, cuddles me , kisses me, bites me, rides a horse or an elephant on my tummy and God knows what ……….

As days are rolling by she is turning out to be a big spoilt brat……….all courtesy her grandparents. Anything she does is totally adorable for them………and neither I nor SM are supposed to scold her or even give her a stern look. The end result being she has her way in everything and if ever things don’t go her way just a loud wail will help things happen(Grrr!!!)

Her vocabulary has increased very well. She understands every bit of what we speak and this we know by the actions that follow our talks. She has kept pet names for each one of us …………..especially me and SM. She calls me Ammi, Ammini, Ammeyi etc and SM Atha, Athae.

Life as a mom of a toddler is not all roses but I’m still enjoying every bit of it. There are times when I really loose my cool………. Like when in the nights even though sleepy she would not be ready to sleep or the time when she creates a fuss for not being allowed to play with the mobile charger or worse the time she would completely soak her nappy but would not allow anyone to give her a nappy change.But the moment I see her sleeping or the moment she cuddles me and just looks into my eyes with love, I just melt away………….Motherhood is the best blessing a Women could ever get………

News from this part of the world.....

It's high time I got a good whack……Been so long since I gave an updateon Jelly's developments. With the poor memory that I have, will neverbe able to remember half the things what happen out here and tellJelly about it a couple of years down the lane. So its better that Ido some regular updating here.

When I was expecting Jelly and went through days and months of morningsickness (which went on from morning to evening) I thought "Life couldnot be worse than this". Later on when she was born and put me throughendless sleepless nights and painful feeding sessions, I startedfeeling life was a piece of cake during pregnancy when compared towhat I'm going through right now. As days went by and as it is stillmoving on, the days gone by have been the best possible moments whencompared to the present. Ok, I know I'm bugging you guys with my crazytalks.

Back to the updates………..Jelly has turned out to be one hell of anenergetic toddler. She never sits down for more than 1 minute. Nowthat her grandpa is back at home, she has complete fun through theday. He has a very good knowledge of stories from Ramayan, Mahabharatand other Epics's; and Jelly loves listening to his stories. If weshow her picture books or any other book it either goes into her mouth or the more weaker books get torn into pieces. But with him she isvery different……………the moment he sits down with the news paper sheruns to him, motions him to pick her up and place her on the sofa infront of him with the paper laid out. He reads the news to her and sheeither listens to him carefully or in her baby language pretends to bereading the news!!! If we try to do the same, the paper would be torninto a million pieces that it would put even an office paper shredderto shame (grrrrrr!!!). Wonder how he manages to keep her quiet.

She has seen an elephant only once during her baby days, but her crazefor them are out of the world!!! She just loves me singing "AaneBanthond aane …." A kannada song which I had learnt during mykindergarten days. The moment I start singing it she wants to bepicked up and placed on my lap. As soon as she is firmly seated, shestarts swaying from left to right just an elephant would do. Not beenable to figure out from where she got the exact walking style of anelephant. Her craze for this animal seems to have come to her from herdad; he was, is and will forever have this unbelievable craze for anelephant as long as he lives. She loves to ride on our backspretending that we are her elephants. The fun part comes when we benddown or sit on the floor or bed, she comes to us with lightening speedand tries to climb our back and say "Aaana aaana…." She would notstop it till we gave her the ride……

She had been sick for some time with a bad case of tummy upset, justrecovering now………but through her sickness I realized that even thoughshe is more of a daddy's girl (looks and habits in particular) she hasgot one habit from me……………not to feel all low when sick. SM gets aslight cough or cold and he takes it to the bed and will be in a foulmood till he is completely recovered(I can see him giving me an angrylook for making his habit public out here). I'm totally opposite tothat, I hate being in bed even when I'm really very sick………….and mydear Jelly seems to have taken after me. She has been so sick that 1night she was throwing up every half hour to 1 hour's time. But in themorning she did not act like a sick baby at all, kept on with herpranks as usual. Followed by it was more than a week of loose bowelmovements for about 4-5 times a day. Not a single day did I see hersit or lie down quietly(touch wood). She lost a good amount of herweight but has still remained to be the bundle of energy that she is.At times we would beg her to sit and take some rest but that just fellto deaf ears.

I guess this update went a way too long and I can see you guys yawingout there. So the rest for the next post……………….

Size Does Matter !!!

Past few days have kept me busy with some “Shopping”, yes you heard me right “shopping” something I hate doing for the life in me. I know the next question coming is - then why I’m doing something I just don’t enjoy.

Well the firm that I work for requires us to wear uniforms (sigh!). But the fun part is that our uniforms change every year and we are given the freedom to choose what color we want to wear. Being in the service industry we have to wear clothes that make us look professional. We have been having sarees and western formal wear as our uniform all these years. But this year all of us decided that we have had enough of sarees and thought of going in for only Western formal wear. That’s when the entire problem started.

Two of my colleagues are on the higher side of the weighing scale. Not that I have an enviable figure, but I can quite well squeeze myself into some normal looking clothes. We started our uniform hunting from one of the famous shopping chains in India. Our string of bad luck started from there - from this year, they did not have a stock of formal shirts and blazers. So with no choice left I and my colleague moved over to another famous clothes chain. We looked out and found some good formal wear. But the happiness we felt at that moment was short lived, because the biggest size they had in the store would just fit a lady a size bigger than me. We said good bye to them and hopped over to the next shop. Well this also was a famous one with over 5-6 outlets only in my city and many more similar ones in the whole of the country.

We hopped in, found a shirt of our choice and were shocked to find the same story repeating here too. It was a true shock for me. In a place where I find at least 4 out of 10 people who are on the heavier side, shops don’t just stock clothes for such people. There were clothes which looked so tiny that I had a doubt if even “Jelly” would fit into it. They have casual wear for people who are on the heavier side but not formal wear. It’s truly crazy!!! What do such people do? Go around without any clothes? Or try and squeeze themselves into clothes that are way too small for them and look awful?

Believe me, we went hopping and jumping from one shop to another for more than half a day with no results. Why this had to happen to me? I don’t mind shopping, provided I have to just go to the shop where I want to buy a particular stuff which I have planned months in advance :D. I hate whiling away time in shops just making the sales guy display one product after another and after the whole ordeal leave the shop without purchasing anything(Grrrrrrr).

Finally we had to go get some shirt material and found a tailor to stitch the shirts for us. Has anybody gone through a similar situation????????

Latest Updates

I’ve been missing from the scene for some days now. I’m alive and all’s fine in this part of the world. New work (as in just a change in the job profile) kept me busy for some time. Now I’m kind of settled down into this routine.

Last weekend saw us attending for the very first time after Jelly was born a full fledged wedding. It was a common friend’s wedding. It was absolutely great to be in a place where I could get to see people I have known from my childhood days. There where friends whom I had met during my pre-university days, friends from my degree days and mostly the ones from the degree days who have still remained to be in touch.

It was a typical south Indian wedding and Jelly had a blast with the traditional wedding music playing in the background. She enjoyed looking at the lights and flower decorations. Something she did not enjoy much was strangers coming over and trying to carry her. Once the music stopped she wanted to be let on the floor to crawl. It was really difficult to hold her back from dirtying her clothes. So once we started restricting her movements she started getting a little uneasy or rather cranky…..But in short it was an enjoyable day.

After a whole year of Jelly being born we went to a studio and got a “Family Portrait” done………………now that the family is complete :D. It was true fun. The photographer had a tough time making all the three of us look at the camera at the same time. Once he would tell me “Chin down, look left……..no not that much, chin up a bit ……..ok ok that’s fine” and then would go on to SM and repeat similar orders to him but where his orders failed was with Jelly. She made him run from left to right with the camera to get that perfect shot. And hey it was a perfect shot. The pictures came out really awesome. We have decided to do this every year around her birthday to just keep a track of how much she has grown (and how fat we have become).

Jelly has been walking a few paces unassisted and when she does it expects us to leave all our work, look at her and of course appreciate the great work she has done. She has started showing a strong preference to solid food. By no means is she ready to drink milk during the day. We have been having a tough time on what to feed her. Anybody reading this could please suggest with any healthy solids that can be given to a 1 plus toddler……that just made me realize my baby is no longer a baby but a toddler now. I have been waiting all this while for her to start walking, talking and in short grow up and now that she is there I am missing her baby days……………Am I being a little too crazy? No idea……

Reflections Of My Mind

Never been a movie buff, but this weekend got to watch a movie that just touched my heart. Not one to feel emotional after watching a movie but this movie just made me sit back and think “How much every single family has to sit together and watch this one".

I’m speaking about “Taare Zameen Pe”. Not giving a review of the movie out here. Just felt like putting up a post on how close to our hearts this movie can get. It’s not one for people who just want some masala entertainment for 2-3 hours.

Aamir Khan has played the role of the teacher very well but it is Darsheel Safary who brings out the over pressurized child in every one of us. Not sure if he understood the kind of role he is playing but he has lived the character to the best of his ability. Agreed they have made the movie with a little bit of the Bollywood masala to keep the crowd on their seats but otherwise it’s a movie that raises many questions in our minds.

We as humans have so much of expectations from people close to us. Our parents had and still have high expectations from us. They want us to be the best in all that we lay our hands on. It’s not about my parents or some other parents in particular. To be really frank even I and SM already seem to be having some expectations from Jelly, not academically. We expect her be much more well behaved, without throwing tantrums in the public. We expect her to be like other kids who are very friendly with every stranger or even be more manageable at nights etc.

When is it that we start expecting things from our children? The movie made me look at Jelly in a totally new light. As a completely different individual, someone who already has a mind of her own. And hey she is just over a year old and how could we expect her to behave like a mature adult. She is still not old enough to even speak out what she is going through. When we go out on a long outing she gets cranky after a while. It can just be that she is tired or hungry or not feeling comfortable to sleep with a lot a noise in the background…….It could just be anything. But we get frustrated that our outing is not happening as we had planned and get all worked up. Is this not having crazy expectations from a 1 year old?

Not sure if I have been able to convey the kind of feelings or thoughts I had in my mind when I started typing this post. But just felt like sharing my thoughts in random to people who are brave enough to read my blog. But if you have a few hours to spare do watch this movie it might just change your perspective on how to raise your children.

A Beautiful Evening

It was a beautiful evening. The sun was just a soft glow far away in the horizon. The clouds just seemed to be pushing the sun out of view at one end of the sky. At the other end the moon was pushing aside the clouds and coming into view and making us feel its presence. Birds were chirping and in a mad rush to reach their nests and call it a day.

I sat by the window a hot cup of coffee in my hands. Soothing music played in the background. Somewhere far away I could hear the whistle of a train as it made its way past the busy city.

Life could not be better than this. The peace that was surrounding me was too good to be true. Never felt so relaxed after Jelly was born. Nothing on this earth could spoil this time I was spending with myself.

All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain on my right forearm. What was it that was causing this severe pain? I could feel the blood rushing down from my brain into my hands. I did not know if I was bleeding. But I was unable to see anything. Why was it so dark all of a sudden? Why was I feeling this haunting silence all around? What was happening?

Right in between all this confusion I could feel something tender touch me and from the corner of my eye I found Jelly sitting up in between her sleep and take a good portion of my skin in her tiny hands and give me a sharp pinch. That’s when I came back to reality and realized what peace I felt earlier was just a “Dream” and the sharp pain I felt was Jelly trying to wake me up asking for her midnight feed (sigh!)

Lost.........

Started my blog with so much excitement but today I felt my mind going totally blank as to what should I write about????????

Its not that I have to put in a new post everyday but there seems to be so many thoughts going on in my mind that I’m really not able to decide as to what I should put in here ….

Today I feel a little disconnected from the world……..a little less connected. Its one of those days when u feel low about something but u try to figure out what is it that’s making u feel low and u feel blank

Its been a normal day so far with waking up seeing Jelly in deep sleep ……on her tummy…..with her mouth a little open………..Oh how cute she looks……….how innocent she looks……….but the moment she wakes up its back to reality as to how behind an innocent face a tiny little devil can hide :D

But hey just the thought of her is helping me cheer up……..rather I feel totally recharged for the rest of the day. Oh!!!!!!! kids how they seem to be blessed with the power to bring light into the darkest corners of our lives.