Shut-down period

Tarun's shut down begins a week before mine. So, this week was when he stayed at home while I went to office. This has given Tarun and Anay some quality time together. While Tarun felt tired and exhausted by this baby-sitting in the first two days, he started enjoying it all in the third day. He took Anay to the park in afternoon. Winter afternoons, lazy, laid back, sun shining down on you, and your son toddling around, crawling here n there on the grass.
He called me to share the experience, and more likely, to make me jealous. But, having experienced such a thing myself, I was more happy and content. :) 
The bad side is that initially, when I used to get home, Anay used to be waiting eagerly for me but ever since his father was home all day, he totally stopped. :( Yesterday, when I reached, Tarun was out for some work, and I got to enjoy time with Anay again, the same way. :)
All's well that ends well! :)

naadaa love

Anay completely adores strings..no matter where they are, he will go behind it and get it into his mouth. His adulation for this is so crazy that if he has to chose between a mobile and a naada, he'll go behind the naada.
He sees his own nappy's naada, he'll pull it and start mouthing it. He sees mine, he starts playing with it, trying his best to get into his mouth. Silly boy.
He always had a penchant for necklaces. I never knew that it was actually his naada love that drove him towards them. :P :)
Lallu beta mera.


And, btw, yesterday he got his birth certificate registered with the name of "Anay"
So he his formally, officially, medically and ever-lly Anay Aggarwal now.
Sounds cool na!? "AA". As I always wanted it to be. Ever since my pregnancy.


While Anay was in my womb, I had decided on two names Anay, or Avni.
If it had been a girl, I wanted to name her Avni and for a boy, Anay.
And why both from A, coz I wanted the surname and first name to have the same initials - so 'A'.
:) Silly reason but that's how it was for me.


Smiles,
Mumma

he is a snail now :P

Nov 14th, 2011, Anay begins to show some signs of crawling. He doesn't do precise 'ghutman' as we call it. He messes up the bedsheet to move towards the object, which mostly is a mobile :P


It's lovely to see him keep going to and fro, behind the phone, across the bed. You keep the object in approachable, visible area and he'll surely go behind it. He'll sit, then fall towards the object, then move his legs a bit in absurd ways and then sit again, a lil closer to the object. And, he keeps doing the loop till he reaches his destination. His destination is to 'eat' that mobile. Right now, he just wants to put everything in his mouth, whether it's a cloth, whether it's a toy, whether it's a utensil, or it's a mobile. 


Also, he specifically enjoys when I call him 'ganda, hat gande' (bad boy, get away bad boy :P). He finds special fun there. :D
He loves playing 'tiger tiger' with me. I love to bite (not exactly with my teeth but just with my mouth) his cheeks and he also does the same. I totally mouth them in. He superbly enjoys it and I enjoy it just the way Edward must have enjoyed Bella. :P Some fun, some refrained. 
So, in return, he opens his mouth, ready to bite me, without teeth (Haahaha!) wherever he can. In this, he has even slashed my lip once with his mighty nails. I cherish that cut on my upper lip. :) :P 


I have always referred to him as 'my cub' on networking sites. I want him to be like a tiger (symbolically, of course). So, I love him when he does anything like that. I don't want him to be super-cute, super-sensitive and super-caring like his father. I don't mind anything else being in him but just that. Want him to be more strong and rough-tough. Plus, I want him 6-feet. :D My brother is, and I just love it. 
It's not that I don't like the traits of Tarun. I don't mind him getting his cute looks (in childhood), I don't mind if he inherits the humility, the maturity, the soft-spoken, the care for his mom, but I just want the height, the looks and the heart to be different. Heart has to be mine + Tarun. For sure!! :)


If he gets even some part of the manly-me, he'll be what I want him to be. :) Am sure he will.

and he starts to sit

On 5th Nov'2011, me and Tarun are sleepy and want Anay to sleep. But, he's all in play mood. He won't sleep. Tarun forces him down to bed so that he sleeps. And, whoosh!! He turns around and sits back...on his own.
We both look at each other, recollecting what we just saw...whether we were too much in sleep to imagine all of that or we actually saw that. And, we both laughed giving a hi-five to each other. Then, we reason that perhaps Tarun was holding his legs that ways that he could get up coz of that and brush away the thought.
But, in the coming two days, he clears all doubts. He grapples, turns the sheets in and out, but manages to sit up ..all by himself :) :)
It's a new development and it is a wonderful feeling :)

   

I get sad when you're late.... :(

These days, there have been times when I had to stay back in office or due to some reason, I reached home late. My MIL keeps updating me how Anay was continuously looking at the gate around your usual time, waiting for you. 


I always try to NOT believe her. But, the other day, I saw it. I returned late due to urgent work at office. Though I tried to make it early, I still reached home around 8. As is the norm, my MIL brings him to the gate whenever I reach home, she brought him with her. As soon as the gate opened, I didn't even keep my laptop down, and took him in my arms. He came silently. But, he was extremely silent. And, sad. :( :(


I maybe overdoing it by thinking that he was sad coz I came late but it was so written on his face. After a little while, in which Tarun played with him, did silly things in front of him, he was returning to his usual self, but I somewhere knew that he gets sad when I don't come in time.


He was avoiding my gaze...not throwing hands like he usually does when he's happy/excited. He was too silent. Later, I tried to make up to him by spending time with him, but the long day was taking its toll, and I was tired and not my usual spirited self. I just wanted him to sleep while he wanted to play.


This thought is so irksome and so sad. I know he wont remember it for long. He'll be fine when I return at normal time today. He may just get used to my coming late in some time. But, as an adult, I won't forget these sacrifices he had to make for my independence, my work, my identity.


No matter how much working-ladies try, they cannot deny that kids do suffer somewhere.

Mirror Mirror! Who's the prettier?

Children are so pure so lovely. :) 


Anytime I take Anay to the mirror, he smiles. I don't know exactly what makes me smile. Whether it is the sight of himself that he enjoys so much, saying "Wow Mom! You have such a smart son!" :P :) Or is it because he sees me with him, so he smiles, just like he smiles when he sees me generally. 


Today, when he woke up from sleep, I took him in my arms and took him straight to the mirror. He hadn't completely woken up. Was still rubbing his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes slightly, he saw the mirror, and there was the smile. :) :D


Love u my puchhu! :-x

He openly declares his love for me!!

On Friday, 21st October'2011, I and Tarun decided to go some Diwali shopping after office. We informed MIL that we'll be late. We reached home around 10.00 PM. And, guess what we come to know from MIL. 


Anay was looking at the gate at around 6.00 PM as if waiting for me to enter. 6.00 PM is my regular time to return from office. Then, he did that again at 8.00 PM which is Tarun's time to return. :)


To add to it, when we both entered and I took him in my arms, Tarun opened his arms asking Anay to come to him. Anay, being in my arms, avoided looking at Tarun completely, and closed his arms. This is his way of saying "I don't wanna come to you." :D


It was so wonderful. We tried everybody at home to check if he goes to anyone at all. (Verification Engineers can't help it. They have to try all possible combinations :>3)  Then, Tarun took him forcibly in his arms and asked me to try taking him in his arms. And, to top my happiness, he came to me instantly back. :) :)


Ohh! It was a lovely a feeling. During the weekend, any time I stood in front of him (Imagine him sitting in bed with someone, playing), he would uphold his hands, as if asking me to pick him up. And, if I did not pick him, and still stood there, he would start making sounds as if he's gonna cry if I didn't pick.


Hahahah! It's an inexplicable, satisfying, satiating,...filling an experience. :)