So much is happening in life. Adi started middle school last week and LHB promoted from Toddlers to Preppers and we all are back to routine after almost 2.5 months of summer break.
Today morning in that rush hour of stepping out to start our day, my memories were refreshed when Adi handed me a paper to sign for her school.
I felt we have moved on too quickly from “Myself checking her school folder, get the papers, fill them out and keep them back in folder for teacher’s attention” to “the girl filling up the papers including the date next to parent’s signature box and handing over the paper to me with a I-already-read-it-you-just-sign-it attitude”. I hope we stop here and don’t move on further to the girl signing it on our behalf :)
There she is my independent girl who teaches me life lessons every single day.
LHB is doing good, following his sister religiously not missing even her tiniest move. If she lifts her finger, he has to lift his finger. And now getting better at showing his frustration when things don’t turn out his way. All he does is spit out generously with that “bbrrrrrr” weird noise. If your face is not in the vicinity then consider yourself lucky. “No” is honored to be most used word by him especially to me as I am the primary feeding person.
I will do a separate post on the 9 days spent with Adi during the last leg of her summer break. I took a week off from work with no agenda. Adi and I just took one day at a time and did some random fun stuff every day when the boys were running business as usual.
Hope all of you are doing good. It has been eons since I logged in to Feedly. Please pardon me!!
when you beg the family from morning to help with weekend house cleaning chores but they are very busy with their own screens and a phone call turns the table. A call from the husband’s colleague stating they are nearby and would like to visit us in 30 minutes if we are free. The house was spick and span in next 15 minutes.
It did hurt to realize that an outsider phone call had more impact than the voice of the lady of the family but the quotient of happiness was tad bit more than the hurt. I was very happy and smiling to myself randomly today. I know its silly to pull God into this but I just felt God is with me after all for getting the work done for me in his own way :)
You are a god sent angel to me. I am truly blessed to have you in my life. “enna thavam seidhaeno thaayae”.
It has been around 6 hours since you boarded the flight and believe me the house will cry if it had eyes. I am not able to take it at all Amma though I know that it is not fair. I am missing you very badly. Your loud voice is still lingering in the air around.
LHB, after waking up was calling out for “mmachii” as he does every morning when he came downstairs. Adi was feeling bad that she couldn’t get up at that unearthly hour to send you off.
It was tough to see you in wheelchair at the airport. Your health reflects your age but Amma you are my super lady and biggest pillar of support always ready to stay next to me when I need you the most even before I ask for your help. Your presence makes wonders and the impact is more after you have left.
How can you let this happen to your health? In spite of all that leg cramp you have spent most of your time standing in my kitchen. As always, you have cooked and stored even at the tiniest space of the refrigerator. You didn’t have to do that like I always tell you but you hardly listen to me. Why do you have to stretch yourself so much? Something that I never understand!!
I am going to pray to God to spare you alone Amma. Just for me. I hope he will listen to me. Do I sound like a selfish idiot? Let it be. I don’t care. When it comes to you all my life lessons will go for a toss.
I don’t know why but of all the times you have been here, this time I miss you very badly Amma. Thanks to this space for allowing me sulk before I sink in the quicksand aka mundane life.
I cannot repay you for all that you have done to me. All I can do is to observe some of your good qualities and practice in life, to be called as your daughter. Long way to go but that is how I can reciprocate my love to you.
I was thrilled when I got an opportunity to review IMC’s treasure box. Thrilled because I have not done any pre-defined activity with LHB so far apart from reading books to him at bedtime or random playing. We I still look at him as a baby who can’t do stuff by his own or follow direction.
But, IMC’s treasure box changed my perception and amazed me to realize how my baby has grown and can actually follow directions. We received “Under the Imli” package designed for 2-4 years.
The package had a book, two activities related to the book, a recipe and app suggestion.
We did both activities back to back and boy it was a proud moment for me to see my baby color, peel and stick. He was kind enough to share the crayons with his sister and her friend for coloring. It brought back the memories of craft times I had spent with my elder one. Craft was our major time pass until she turned 7. Is my baby ready for such craft sessions? I couldn’t believe my own eyes with what he is capable to do. Thank you IMC for making me realize that my little bundle has grown beyond my imagination.
We loved the pack and had fun time together. My elder one was asking why IMC didn’t plan a treasure box for 10 year old :) Are you listening IMC? You have a potential subscriber for 10 year old package.
I am sure you all would love it too. Take a look at different packages they have to offer for ages 2 to 7 in both US and India.
You will realize that the love and affection towards someone has died a natural death
not when you are angry at them
not when you don’t talk to them
not when you abuse them verbally/physically
not when thoughts about them haunt you
but when you don’t care for them anymore
but when you are not bothered by their action anymore
but when they are not in your thoughts anymore