A letter to my Son

It has been 2 sweet years 24 happy months 104 fun-filled weeks and 730 precious days. My day is never complete without your smile. There were and still there are days where we play the whole night and together get up late in the morning😀. In that way I am solely responsible for your late mornings😀.  I am that kind of a mom who is good enough to spoil you here and there.

In these days you have poured and drenched me with your love. Each day your love for me is growing and of course mine for you too. Every time you call “Amma” is such a sweet melody I have ever heard trust me. Sometimes I doubt myself whether I deserve this mammoth amount of pure love that too unconditionally.  The way you hold my cheeks and kiss and the way you place your face on mine and sleep are the treasured memories my little man. When you see me shouting out of pain the tears in your eyes are uncontrollable. I am blessed to have you in my life. Our time at Park is absolutely ours :-) No one can pervade. How you enjoy each game there is something I relish watching.

In these 2 years you have learned so much. You make sentences on your own, you imitate and you know the capitals of each state baby! That’s amazing. More than all these you have taught us so much. You have taught us to be happy always, smiling for no reason, loving unconditionally, forgetting the bad things easily and many many more. Thanks a ton Kandha for all that you have taught .

From the day you were born your wants keep changing and You want me in different ways at each stage. I am cherishing every stage with you my Champ. You have started beating me for everything. Either you are happy or sad. You have me to beat! Now you want me in this way😝 as I am that idi-thaangi according you😕.

I have written some posts as a blogger and some poems on my loving ones too. Whenever I sit down to write about you words fall short and thwart from writing. Hellen Keller was right when she said “The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart”. That is true in our case. Our love for each other cannot be put into words but it is the most experiential one in my life. But on your birthday my son I wanted to tell how much you mean to me.
You are the lyric of sweetest melody and energetic rap of my life
You are the greatest strength and biggest weakness my life.
You are the beginning of dawn of end of dusk my life.
You are the warmest soother and fastest agitator of my life.
You are the reason which keeps me endured and reason for me to give up.

As you are growing and developing your own personality traits I am marveling at how incredible as a person you are! I am eagerly awaiting for the tremendous two moments with you. We will have more fun, more laughter and more memories together Ambachha. And definitely you are gonna grow more uniquely you. As you grow my heart grows along that my love covers each new inch of you too.

As you go through life you will meet various kinds of people, you will face various challenges. But I wish you to remain yourself.  Life may not always turn out to be a Bed of roses. But as a mother I promise, I will always be there to remove the thorns in your Bed. All that I feel now is privileged to be your mom. Happy Birthday my Little Man.

Saturday Musings

Ssssshh!!!!  The kid is there.  Mind your tongue.

Don’t speak whatever comes to your mind. Your child is watching.  Look at your actions. Your child doesn’t listen to what you speak but notice and repeat what you do. And many many more.

Often a person who is liberal and doesn’t mind what others think about them becomes so very cautious about them after a kid is born. They become responsible not only for their actions but also for kids’.

I am also one among many of so called “world-revolves-around-kid” type mom.  But then, recently when I was travelling in metro to my workplace.  I am sorry to say this, but I overheard the conversation (not intentionally) of group of same type of moms.

They were all going to an occasion organized a common friend who has never bothered to attend any of her other friend’s function. I was wondering as what could be the reason to attend such a person’s family function . So now I intentionally started to overhear their conversation. They all needed a reason to go out together.  They chit chatted about their good old days. Their college, the friends, the teachers and how those teachers dressed up, whom they admired the most etc .

As the conversation continued they all started making fun at each other and started living their good old days . They mentioned that “we cannot speak whatever we speak among friends at home as in laws and children would be watching us”. The moment I heard those words I remembered how I have turned out now. I have forgotten who I used to be and now when I think about me I am always reminded that I am a mother and no other identity.

I miss those good old days. I miss the long chats and calls. I miss being in person to whoever was in need of me. I miss being a listener and comforter. I totally miss being me. 

But this is a phase.

My Kid will eventually learn to dress himself.

And sleep in big bed.

He will potty train

And read and write.

He will make friends

And be independent.

But what he won’t do is be with me forever.

And be a child always.

So every mamma out there …. Enjoy the present. The future will happen, I promise.

The Kid in you

Hi Friends , it is more than a year since I wrote a post. So a short and quick post to rejuvenate myself :-)

It would be wonderful if this world was guided by little children, because they are closer to life than anyone else- Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev.
I have become a mother and so you may think the post is about kid. If so, you are wrong!
Wait ---- Naaaah you are partly correct too. Because am seeing his happiness each day in every thing he does. Walking , jumping and even running is a joy to him. He falls , fails and cries out of joy even after that. He shouts out of sheer joy. He is happy wherever he goes for a simple reason that he is a kid still. 

Not only about him. This post is about each one of us. How happy are we everyday? How much do we really live our life?

As we grow up, we usually try to behave matured. Handle things with maturity. We have wrongly perceived the word “maturity” and killing the kid in us as we grow. In pursuit of being matured we are losing the happiness in each moment.

I have so much of positive people around me. I have happiness around me. When I keenly observe “the happiest” people around me I noticed they derive their happiness from very minute things. No money, no name or fame is needed for their happiness.  They are happy for a simple reason that they keep their Inside child alive and fresh.
We say they are crazy. No! They still keep the kid inside them alive. They are happier than others.  We are trying to hide that kid and behave maturely and searching for happiness.

Inside each one of us lives a child, appreciative of life and curious towards change. One who trusts fully, loves fearlessly, and is able to show emotions, both good and bad. Happiness can be found here. Choose to let this child live each and every day.