Short of Words

Usually I have many things to blog about but now I don't get time to blog about them or generally speaking I am sometime short of words. Sometimes I need a wake up call from my friends :)
P turned one year old on Sep 1. and we celebrated her B'day away from family and friends :( Well, not intentionally but coz we are in London for some time. We came to London in the first week of August and since then our weekends are spent either sightseeing or shopping. Our trip to London Aquarium and London Eye went fine but very hectic as P was not comfortable traveling in Tube. She wants space and wanted to roam about in the train but sometimes it's just not possible. Whenever we go out I pack her baby bag with things like:

1. 2 Diapers
2. 2 undergarments
3. An extra t-shirt
4. Something to eat
   
5. Her sipper
   
6. A pair of socks
7. Sweater for winters
8. Spoon
9. Biscuits or Chips (for MOM)
10. Toys
    

All these things are a must for me carry along or else I can't leave the home :)

Random Musings

There are a few of friends who tell me that they don't know how to say NO or rather they can't say NO I always tell them where the line should be drawn whether it's office, home or friends.
I agree there are times and situations when one just can't say NO and we tend to do what we don't want to do.I face YES and NO situations time and again specially with P. I know what's good for my baby and what isn't.I listen to everyone but do what I want to. I don't say that I am adamant but when it come to listening to your conscious I don't ignore it.

With P I have realized one thing and that is there are hundreds of people who will come up
and suggest you ABC remedies but thay are not willing to take the responsibility for the outcome.When I delivered P I went through a very rough phase of my life, which haunts me till date and honestly I don't want to relive it. Through this blog I just want to share it with you all.
I went through post partum depression and I guess every new mom goes through, but somewhere I wasn't prepared for it. All day long I was feeding my baby, yes all day long, which was a big change. Second comes identity crisis, I was just a mother and not a human being, atleast this is what my family made me believe. Although I loved being a new mom yet I was not able to totally identify with it. My husband wasn't near to me as I delivered at my native place and not in Delhi. So, being away from husband during the tough times is a BIG NO. Husbands are a big big support and I think most of you will agree to this.

All in all I did what I didn't want to do....STAY AT MY NATIVE PLACE and ignored my gut feeling. Plz listen to your heart and in the meanwhile if you face a similar situation as mine, DON'T FORGET TO CHERISH BEING A MOM!

MY DAUGHTER MEANS ME MY WORLD.

Small Wonder

My daughter is a small wonder. She makes my smile all the time. All my worries just go away when I look at her. I never knew she could mean so much to me. I love her.

Purvi has started crawling and she tries to stand holding sofa or chair. I try to capture those moments in my camera but she is so conscious that she moves around. But, at times she just smiles back and takes the camera away from me.

We go out for walk together in the evening and her smile has made many friends.

A little update about myself: I have started working for 3-4 hours now. A friend of mine gave me the opportunity to work with him. Currently, the firm has 20 employees and are planning to expand. It is amazing to be back in the corporate sector and a very welcome change. Purvi, in the meantime stays with her grandma. When I come back home all my time is for her then.

I just realized that I write nothing else other than my daughter on my blog. Although, I never want to make this a mommy blog yet its turning to be one.

That's all from me, nothing much. I am enjoying my newly acquired motherhood!

Bah-i Temple

We have been on our Delhi Darshan AGAIN. Earlier it was a little discomfort traveling with our daughter but now we are at ease. Last weekend we went to Bahi-i temple. Also known as lotus temple, it is surrounded by water on all sides.

Here's a wikimapia link for the Bahi-I temple read more on Wikipedia I was amazed by the architecture of the lotus temple. A must see if you visit Delhi.

Suggestions Please

I really don't know how to say it but sometimes I feel so helpless and irritated at the same time. She wakes up every hour during the night and that leaves me sleepless, energy less and irritated. The impact of her waking up is so severe that even my husband has to bear the brunt of my anger and tiredness. i know its bad but can't help.

Any suggestion on that front would be really appreciated.

Purvi at five months!

Remembering Biji

This post is very special for me as I blog about my dadi ma. She expired on Jan 26, 09. I had just met her last year in the month of Nov. and I told her that I would come soon to meet her. I hadn't met her for last 5-6 years because of some reason or the other, sometimes the reason was studies and other times the reason was just laziness. I guess I took her for granted and thought she would live for many more years. Now I regrett not meeting her earlier.

This time when I met her, the real reason was Purvi, dadi ma called my dad and asked him if he could bring Purvi and Anu.

When I came to know that she was no more with us, I cried and at the same time thanked the almighty for I had a chance to touch her, talk to her when she was alive. All the old memories come rushing to my mind when I think of her. I remember asking her to help me with my math problems and she would do it in just fraction of seconds. Ohh...I miss her. May her soul rest in peace. She would wait outside for me and my brother, whenever we got late from school then she would cook food for us and the three of us would sit in the kitchen and eat together.

When I met her she told me that she misses me like anything and desires if I could come again and meet her. She was staying with my uncle in Punjab.

I am happy that my father was near to her when she took her last breath, holding her hand. She told my aunt that she just loved meeting me and Purvi and that she was happy. All that I feel guilty is that I could have met her earlier.