I am a proud Mother :)

Yesterday The Thirumeni (The Head Priest) came for lunch at our neighbor Koshy Uncle's house, and we were also invited. Since Hubby could not make it, it was me and Jason. And I am so proud to say that Jason was at his best of best behavior. He was sitting on Thirumeni’s lap without any fuss. He took snaps with them. And during the prayer, he was standing attentively next to Thirumeni with his hands folded . He was such a sweet child. And I got the best compliment of my life. And that too someone whom we worship. Thirumeni said that the credit goes to the parents and that we are doing a good job. I was in seventh heaven, cloud nine or anywhere in that level. What else could any parent want to hear?

I just wanted to put this on record, cos this doesn't happen everyday. The Thirumeni’s visit and my son behaving so well :)


My sweetheart having fun with his dad.

Mother's day post...

**I know its a late one. Actually I wrote this yesterday, but due to Internet connection problem could not publish **

Just some thoughts on the occasion of Mother's day.

Mothers day came, and went. Left me thinking, am I a good mother?

The newspapers, television etc were filled with Mother's day articles. About how famous mothers juggled their time and effort to balance their family and professional life. There were articles about famous kids and about how their mother supported them in every way etc.

There are n number of times, when I have sat and cried by myself, times like, when he falls sick frequently, when he was not eating properly, or when he is not behaving properly. Even for silly reasons like, when he slaps me, or when he prefers to hug and kiss his dad instead of me. Then recent time when I felt sad was, when I knew that his blood group is same as his dad. I know it is really stupid of me to feel sad for something like this. But I just cant help it. I love that kid like anything and want him to favour me more. After all I have known him nine months more than anyone else in this world. Sounds selfish and greedy... ? I think I am loosing it... its the heat which is making my brain melt.

There are also times when I feel I am the proudest and happiest mom. Like when he runs to toilet, shaking his sweet little bum, crying out, "ba ba aappy aappy (come come, potty potty)", when he wants to poop. Or when he wants to pee, he tries to pull down his shorts and cries "shu-shu". Simple actions like when he wipes his leg on the mat, when he comes out of the bathroom, or when he says "Monne... (Good morning)", most of days when he wakes up. And also when sometimes when he is eating something, he offers it to me even without me asking him. Those moments are so so special. I could just freeze them. The times when he kisses me with all the love he has for me, just after I have scolded him for doing something. I go all squishy squishy.

Just yesterday, after church we went for breakfast, at a south Indian restaurant. I was feeding him Dosa, dipped in sambar. After a couple of bites he wanted to do it by himself. So he tears a piece and dips it in the sambar and puts it in his mouth. We were so proud of him. Hubby gave him a thumbs-up sigh, to encourage him. He continues eating and gives a thumb-ups himself. I know there may be kids who did this when they were much younger than him. Frankly, I don't care. I care about my son and how he is learning new stuff and how he is growing up.

Well, yesterday after reading the newspapers, i just felt that instead of getting a mother's day gift, i would like to do something for my son. Who gave me the honor of being his Mother. I want to give him a fitter Mother. So that I would be able to run and jump around with him. Be for him, all healthy and fit even when he is a grown up. Be fit for his children. I was all pumped up, and also started working on a regime. I made up my mind to exercise and eat healthy from the next day, as we had a dinner plans with a couple celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary that evening. Had a lovely dinner and then went to this newly opened ice-cream parlour. I could have said no for the ice-cream. All the pumping and regime just flew out of the window. I had a big bowl of 'Butterscotch Symphony'. I could not finish it. Couldn't throw it away, so got it home and had it today.

Let me end the post, with a promise that I going to start exercising from tomorrow (I hope that tomorrow comes). Please pray for me, so that I can stick to my promise, and motivate my self to loose the 15kg I have gained after my marriage.

Yes, I look like a sack of potatoes. I have to do it.. I have to do it...I have to..
**That's me talking to myself**

p.s: After reading the post, i just realized that non of what i just wrote makes any sense. Anyhow publishing it. At least it may give u a good laugh after a hard day's work :)

A much needed update on my son.

Its been really tough the past few weeks. With MIL in kerala, my maid playing hide-n-seek and turning up only only once in a blue moon, Jason being true to the TERRIBLE TWOism and hubby working late, I nearly end up pulling my hair out by the end of the day. It sounds like fun rite???

The only time I get to do my stuff is when he sleeps. But I also have to prepare dinner and take my bath too... so blogging has been taking a back seat.

Now, since the blog is all about my son, let me update it with what my son has been up to.

Okey.. let me start with the trip we took to Yercard aka 'Poor Man's Ooty'. Its was a very lovely trip, with hubby's ex-colleges and family. The weather was lovely and we actually used a blanket at night. It was that cool. The drive was wonderful and the view was really good. I have the pictures here. There was only one more kid, Mrudula, other than Jason. And he bullied that poor little girl. By the end of the trip, she was scared to even come near Jason.

Jason was down with fever a week back, but still has cold and cough.Hopefully he will get well in a couple of days.At the docs, we checked his height and weight. Its 12kg and 91cm. He is supposed to be 12.5kgs and 84cm tall. I guess its fine.

Jason is trying to talk better now, but still he doesn't speak in full sentences. Only Malayalam words, most of which no one other than me and hubby can understand.

In the evenings we go to the terrace and he loves to play with the other kids there. And since its summer holidays, there are couple of dozens of them there. we spend more than a hour there. There will be other Mom's too, walking, chatting or just there to catch some cool breeze after a very hot day, so I have company too.

Jason can identify colors, like red, blue green and yellow. But only on the flash cards though. And he has a set of toy animals which he loves. He knows which is the lion, tiger, zebra, hippo and rhino. He tries to repeat ABCD after us, but cant pronounce F,G,H.. He is good with the ones that end with and 'eee', like BCDEG.. When it comes to nums he is still stuck to his, two and thee.

He can identify our car anywhere. The day when hubby came to pick us up at the railway station, our car was parked to a one which is the exact model and the same color as ours. Jason went directly to our car, and was trying to get inside it.

He loves cashew nuts and pistachios. He loves to crack open the pistachios by himself. He is still crazy about cheese. But he is very very fuzzy when it comes to eating food. I am just not able to make out what he likes. I surely cant feed him cheese four times a day :o

Even with all this mischief he is the sweetest little darling in this whole world, and I am crazy about that little guy. He knows how to make his mama happy, when she is really depressed and tired. His sweet hug and the wet kisses that he plants on my face just evaporates away all my tiredness.


There is a lot more about him, but not able to recollect, will post later.

Here are some snaps of my baby, who is really tired of being at home the whole day, due to the scorching heat.

You can either be a good boy, and help Mama,

By rolling out dough on the floor with rolling pin,

Or be happy playing Ball,

Or sit on the ball and talk to the wall :)

Or watch your fave rhymes on laptop.

But if that is not fun,

Then try getting into the laundry basket,

Or any box will do.

Or else help mama in kitchen by pulling out everything from the cupboard.

:):):)

p.s: Thanks Monika (Ansh's Mom)and Abha and Monika (Ojas's Mom) for tagging me. Will do it soon :)