Amazin afternoon !!

Happy Valentines Day to All :-)
It was yesterday that I just got a compliment...mmm...or shall I call it a comment from my husband - "My..My...no doubt she's your blood!!" She, who else, Sam. Look at how these kiddos do something just suddenly ...tampering her Pa when he's busy eating his lunch, she gets a li'll  single piece of green pea (matar) on her forehead as a naughty warning from him. Isn't such a thing enough to trigger your little one who knows, by now, how to take advantage..rofl..Thats what she did...with a round angry face...off to Grandma's room..no way responding to any of ours calls to come and have her lunch. She was HURRRT mann!! SUDDENLY...she comes and hands over a small 4 by 4 piece of paper to Pa with some words written on it..in a continuous flow without a break. Hey hey, she has been made to join phonetics..no one yet told her to leave space between 2 complete words :-) And what did she say -
"this is for you"
whats it Sam?
"read it for yourself..you know how to read na..u only taught me to...go ahead."
AND off she went to stand in a corner with sharp apying eyes..wondering - are they reading it?? We tried..and could read Papa..and a cross and all rest, clear alphabets but where was the sense in them?
whats it Sam..we tried ..couldn't get it..you tell wats it that you have written?
"papa did something..I didn't like it..and I have put a cross to express that papa what you did was wrong"
we all smiled..she flew away to the other room and within minutes was back to her normal naughty, adamant self leaving us behind discussing - look how she has expressed her anger. I thereby praised her, well aware that she had her ears in this room..lol " Thats nice na, she felt bad about something but didn't misbehave..just went, wrote it down, gave it to us...this way she threw out her anger, didn't disrespect any of us and conveyed the message too." Lunch was over..Sam busy..we rushed back to our systems to complete the pending work ad then hubby dear narrated the whole thing that happened smiling over her action. Wondering..smiling..I picked up the paper, of course I kept it..I was keeping it..it was Sam's firstest letter to her Papa!! And in one go I could make out what she wrote....just the spellings didn't match her phonetics
" papa(*across..big one)namarkomtrsemana"....she meant "papa ne merko matar se mara" - "papa hit me with a pea !!!!!!! And the CROSS for not having liked papa doing this.
Ohh Godd...it took us 15 minutes to assemble ourselves back to our chairs..we were going so rolly polly laughing. And till midnight that li'll incident was the topic of discussion - is this the same li'll one...today she expressed in writing...some tomorrow would be some Valentine Day with her first love letter written...HAHAHAHA

I won't repeat this again - I'm sure this time!!

Ghosh..its so damn hard when you are swinging between the loving mom and the disciplined mom Status. She always has the same thing to say - Mumma..I won't repeat this again...I'm sure this time..I promise....and many a times this gives a kickstart to the same dialogue session when I try to tell her each time in all possible ways that its not the first time I am hearing this from her...
                                                             
Hmmphhh......pleeaaase someone tell me who teaches these kiddos such dialogues!!! SHe'll cr over the milk..Its done..she'll cry over wearing the shoes...done again..she'll sob clarifying..I'll hug her and talk to her...once in a week, she'll get ONE from me. Yes..mommies, I know, we shouldn't take to hitting...But don't tell me you never did!!!
Reward sessions are an old trick now....
losing a fav toy means Mom is blackmailing..teaching how to blackmail!!
Soft talks means there is plenty of time to waste or that Mom is weak this time

Yelling means its okay to shout when you are angry...    
Not talking mode means cold wars are acceptable.

 I have heard kids learn from actions they see at home and this leaves me Nowhere..then how to beahve..how to react..they are so much smarter than we think. WIth those pretty :-) faces and with those gloomy poor faces :-(, they know when the iron is hot enough to give a strike!!! Mommying is a never ending learning. She makes me think over something I said myself. I told her its okay to get angry and you can kick out your anger..but in your own room...without harming or destroying and we talk when you're done...THAT'S IT!! She got the trick..Now that means I can at least kick legs on my bed whenever and however much I want to..then why do you tell me to learn to control and behave...even if its unnecessary...I am angry and you said its okay  to be angry . SIGH!!!

The Better Said Unsaid Words...Magical Words.

Sam is so reluctant to say the word - Sorry !! She would prefer giving a hundred clarifications and cry hard rather than say a simple short "Sorry". "Thankyou", "May I", "Please"...all come in almost the same category. ANd its really not so easy to make her use them quite so often. That again made me wonder, do I use them quite so often. Had been lately reading a book and I simply love it - Simple Ways to Manage Stress. And this was one of the chapters there. The author, Pramod Batra, has influenced me so much that this is one of those books which I really try to bring into practise...I would highlight what I feel I need to change in myself..Read...re-read, now and then, whenever needed. He says "Don't make best..the enemy of better. Go for the better first." These simple words can bring so much difference in our daily lives and make things better. A Sorry said in time...doesn't permit any bitterness to enter the relations...A Please said in time, reduces the proccesing time of many works. A Thankyou said in time...even just a Smile in time...spreads happiness!!  

And believe me..its not at all easy to use these words JUST IN TIME..not always at least. Yes, I have been able to control some things I wished to. Not mentioning the names whom I try to follow in certain behaviours to bring out that better me..but I do...Don't ask me the names plz...lol...Flattering them publicly can be harmful to me and advantageous to them..rofl !! I try to keep counting my simple pleasures, just like yesterday night, when me and hubby were talking of the richest men....Monty Chadda..with crores at his home caught...be it Richest ministers....businessmen...known people from IT or whosoever....I sighed and he asked - What? I knew he expected I am thinking how lucky these men are!! No, That isn't me and he knows that :-) I sighed with a thought which I told him - You counted names of so many men..the whole world knows them...Does anyone know their Wives names?? No one does... ARe their wives and kids happy with their being famous...They don't have time for themselves..then where would they have for their family?? No one knows who is Mrs.Steve Jobs...but whenever someone would think of YOU...he would automatically think of ME ...our daughter...as One !! I'm much more happier than those richest men on earth....We have time to tell each other we are happy being together....we have time to tell our daughter we feel blessed to have her . WE are one of the richest families on earth !!
Count your Blessings....every moment :-)

Mommying - What does the Wikipedia call it ?!

Season change is close again....And as usual I get confused at least twice daily..what is enough for her to wear...would she feel hot..would she not feel warm enough...I change the set of clothes I dig from her wardrobe thrice before bathing her with all my calculations...Must be sounding weird na?!! ANd then...I kinda end up asking hubby..how cold do you think is it today for her..I jump to my mobile to check out the temperature forecast for the day...lolz....AND..I find myself crazy..nuts to behave this way...Next comes food calculations...How much milk..how much veggies..did she have a fruit today....Such calculations are an ongoing..never stopping process in my mind. Any kind of work I be doing - Hell or Fun, I have them with me always, my hubby and my baby girl !!

Season change is close and time is nearing that all woollens be washed and warmed in the sun and come out her laces...frills...spaghettis...frocks..tunics :-) Aww..I love season change for this one reason. Bored of wrapping her in layers and each time I open her wardrobe for a dress, I feel I need more and when I have to bed pack them for the season change, or when some of them are oo small for her to fit in, I feel...I'm not yet done with this one..She hasn't worn it enough..this one's so pretty..I won't get a similar one in her size again...lol

SO, that's being a Mommy again. I've always loved to have a girl, I adore dressing her...she's my doll...my dummy...my show window...my princess!! Hmmmpphhh...while bathing her today in the morning, was just telling her that she's a grown up girl now and coming summers onwards she would be bathing herself..Mommy would help only for headwash . The next moment brought 2 reactions and emotions in a go - she jumped with joy..yuhuuu....and I felt- WHATT??? she's grown up? Now she'll be bathing herself..always!! My bath play days are going away!! Oh No!! Mommying is so full of confusions, temptations, excitements, worries, instructing...ourselves and the kiddies. And I'm truly loving it !!

Hustle bustles inside a Mum !!

Another sunrise and I leap to see your face
Awww...you're so pretty...so peaceful in sleep
a hug is what I have , early morning with daily word
Good Morning sweety pie...Sun God is here!!
I wish to see your li'll smile and the sweet voice cumin back
Ahhh...lemme sleep...comes back with a rash cry 
each mornin..same story..same promise I make
Be patient..dont shout..she's just a child
Good morning baby..and I make you look forward to the day
remind you of the excitements waiting to cum your way
count you your blessings and give you sweet smiles
tick-tock-tick-tock...time is running by..
few to many..minutes go by and so does my patience to not make you cry
each day I teach myself what not to do
each day I recall my lessons how to treat you
Hardly ever would you get up without me being firm
so starts the day and my daily bash
a quest for a Mum...
that hour makes me struggle with time and my love
I wish to sit idle just chatting with you
just listening your stories, the fairies you find true
it wud be the same for each Mum on earth
thats what I tell me, Be Soft and Be Firm
I'm soft and you take advantage
I'm firm and you weep
And your mighty Dialogues..sweep me off my feet
your daddy suggests me..leave her that way
she'll grow up like all...she'll grow up your way
My way is not what I want...TIME is i'm greedy for
I see those years that have passed by
I miss you giggles and falls, li'll fingers holding mine
My girl's growing fast...I can't miss a day
each day is so precious to take happy moments away
Small issues morning to night
small fights and then big hugs tight...
days..months and years passing by.

And another year began....

After a long wait with a minimum of hundred repeats of the same question - " Mumma when will I turn five?"...here came the day. A glorious celebration with three different small get-togethers, our li'll princess, who but of course hates to be called li'll :-) , turned five. Awww...how excited she was a week in advance and so were all of us, collecting balloons, ribbons, cleaning the rooms and the kitchen, with her Grandpa saying... "Itni safai to kabhi Diwali ke liye nahui hoti jitni babu ke janamdin ke liye!! " First day..first shot with family and Sam is ready for dinner get-together at 5.30...lolz..asking every 5 minutes - mumma sab kab aenge?
There come all, one by one, by 7 and the party BEGINS....Laughters, screaming, serving, eating, cake, ribbons, chips and cokes...

The umbrellas are hers...and she wants snowman :-) so come demands from her cousins. Cake cutting and cake eating is always the best part for her as is hastily unwrapping her gifts. End of the day, tired Sam goes off to sleep...crying out of exhaustion but the reason being said - mujhe abhi aur khelna hai !!!


The next day was not so exciting to wait for ...but she enjoyed much more then with her neighbourhood friends and then was the celebration at her school and what the most enjoyable part of the parties for her?!! for all kids?!! Gifts which would be of t heir choice...clothes were thrown off, so were the Ben Tens...dolls moved to her collection and the second best thing - playing witjh folks with all the rights to shout!! Happy Birthday Baby!! And then began constant reminders at her mischiefs..that she has now turned FIVE - she's a BIIIIG girl now :-)

Other than the real !!

Today , I feel the sensation...the sensation of " Ye dil maange more!" cos a small discussion in morning took me back to my wishlist....very very small but not yet attained :-( in fact not yet begun with either. Something that interests me...always did...something I always expressed I would want to do some day....something which was not taken seriously or was not valued for some logical reasons....something I know, can now be fulfilled with the support I have but I also know its something, I still would need to wait for.

I will....wishing...hoping...expecting...that someday, MY SOMETHING, would begin...and flourish. Touchwood! Whats that something?? I know it and I love it...just waiting for the right time and strike. You all must be having at least ONE SOMETHING in your life, which has burried itself somewhere under the responsibilities of life. And it must be making you t oo restless whenever it must be striking you.

I see a dream, a little dream
a dream with my princess standing beside.
I see the dream with open eyes
the dream that shows what I wish I could
I see the dream, now and then
the dream is nothing but a real wish                                             
a wish to begin with my interest
a wish to let her have her grounds
a wish to hold hands and steer the wheel
I see a dream, a lovely dream
a dream where I am other than the real!!