Up and down

Ashwin has been working on his numbers for a while. He is the master of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 10 but the other numbers are a bit daunting. He is on the verge of getting 7 but when we ask him to pick up the ice cream scoop with number 7 on it (a game we play to learn numbers), he wants confirmation from us

"Up and down?"

One stroke up and one down, duh!

My cheeky dame

She will lie on the cot and look at you with these puppy eyes as if to say,

"What??! I have nothing to hide.. Nothing at all."

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And then I pick her up and open her diaper to find it full of poop and she will flash this smile to say,

"You found out! You are the winner!!"

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Love this dame, stinky bum and all.

Priest

He dabbed vibuthi generously over his forehead and arms and declared himself priest...

The natural smart-alec

Raghu ran a half marathon yesterday. We all went down to greet him and congratulate him at the finish line. He was beaming with pride at the accomplishment and showed his medal to Ashwin whose response was:

"You bring this from home is it?"

Nothing like a dose of preschool tongue to bring you crashing back to earth!

What about Divya you may ask.. My missy is growing up and is fodder for a complete post by herself...

A day to mark

At 3 years and 6 months, Ashwin has learnt to FINALLY clear his nose! Hurray!!

It might seem like I am blowing this out of proportion, but I vividly remember the many nights we had to carry him and walk him up and down or put him to sleep on our chest in an upright position because his nose was blocked. The dreaded nose drops and saline decongestant are now a thing of the past. No more use for the nose bulb. Hurray indeed.

Oops! We will relive all of that with Divya... Oh dear, bring them on!!

Falling in love.. once more

During my pregnancy, I never confessed to anyone whose judgement I cared about my one fear about having a second child. But I worried about it almost every day. It was the fear that I could not love another child like I love Ashwin.

My love for Ashwin is total - all the love I am capable of and so I thought I would have none (or at least not enough) left for a second child. The purpose of a second child for me was that Ashwin needs a sibling to grow up with. I did not really think of this as MY CHILD as much as of ASHWIN'S SISTER. There were days when I was consumed by the thought being unfair to the second child who will never get the love Ashwin got from me.

The moment she was born, the first feeling I experienced was relief of not having to push anymore. And then tiredness. I had company for most of the day and since Divya was whisked off to the nursery to stay under the heat most of the time the first day, I had plenty of time to rest. Even during this time, I missed Ashwin and felt inadequate that I wasn't at home to take care of him.

Divya had a feed at about 1am early morning and then the kind nurse offered to take her to the nursery so that I could rest. I accepted.

At 4:30, a nurse wheeled Divya to my room and said she's crying and needs a feed. I thought - Oh my God, there is another being here for whom a basic need can be fulfilled by me and only by me! My heart filled up a little. I scooped her up and placed her in my bed ready to feed her. She looked at me with eyes like that of a playful kitten as if to say, let's spend some time together, the feed can wait. She purred to me in her language and I told her, "I love you", as sincerely as when I tell Ashwin. After the feed, we spent a couple of hours together in bed snuggling with each other and discovering another bond of absolute total love.

I fell in love.. once more..

I can't imagine now what I worried about during all those months!

Introducing co-star DIVYA RAGHURAMAN

Born in Bentley Hospital on the 28th of April, this cutie pie Divya, alias Missy as Ashwin and I love to call her, has come to share the limelight and enrich our lives beyond what we believe to be possible!

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Too bad Icarus didn't think of it...

One of Ashwin's favourite stories is a modified version of the Icarus story. In my story, Icarus wants to fly and touch the Sun against his father's warning. He goes ahead and does it but the wings melt when he is close to the sun and he falls down and gets hurt. He apologises to his father for not heeding his words and his father takes him to the doctor. Ashwin's favourite part of the story is where the doctor gives him an injection and puts cream and sticker and gives him some medicine and gives him a candy and he becomes OK again. Until a few days ago, I was unsure if he understood any other part of the story...

He mused over the story in his bed for a few minutes and then asked:

Why didn't Icarus go to the moon instead? The moon is not hot you know...

In other news, my due date has come and gone and the big bwother in waiting has no baby sister to show for it...

He has a mind of his own

We sold our flat in Singapore (at last...) and Ashwin and I were offering thanks to God for that. As we usually do, I was saying things to Ummachi and he was repeating after me.

Me: Ummachi, we sold our house in Singapore.
Ashwin: Ummachi, we sold our house in Singapore.

Me: Thank you ummachi.
Ashwin: Thank you ummachi.

Me: We should buy a house in Australia soon.
Ashwin: We should buy a house in Australia soon.

(and before I could continue, with his index finger pointing upwards for emphasis)

Ashwin: But, that house should have a swimming pool...

Proof that English is over complicated...

Ashwin wanted to play hide and seek (or rather hide and count as he calls it) one day. Thatha told him to go and count. His response?

But whobody no do hide you know... (translated from Tamil, yaarume hide pannala!)

His favourite pose these days is to stand upside down on the sofa. The other day I told him not to do that when there was noone in the room with him.

My exact words as I was walking into the room were: Don't do that when there's nobody in the room. You'll get hurt.

Ashwin: Now there is yesbody??!