March 23, 2016

There are crazy nights (yes, even at 19 months) when it seems like your baby will stay latched on forever (oh unless, she latches on for three seconds and then wants to switch. Repeat 3000 times). And there are days when thanks to aforementioned nights, your eyes are involuntarily shutting at 3pm, but one little energizer bunny only wants to play. 

Amidst the madness there is deep, deep introspection. Like, ‘WHAT were we thinking ?!’

And more questions. ‘What on earth did we do with all that free time before we had a BABY?!’  

Then there come those MOMENTS. Gah. She does something that blows you away. She says something that makes you tear up. You watch her learn something new. Or you catch yourself giggling away like you haven’t heard yourself giggle. And you grudgingly admit, these moments make it worthwhile. Oh well, almost. 


Mealtimes are usually like this: First, A likes to examine the food that’s on her plate. And then list out the ingredients she spots. And then proceed to pick out stuff she doesn’t fancy at that moment, and then eat the rest while talking non-stop (Unless it’s cake.  Or ‘PANcaynk’) And yet, every once in a while, she quietly picks up the food, and eats. No words, no examination, not a squeak. She just eats until she’s at least half done with her meal. And then, the tiny voice pipes up, as if offering an explanation for the silence –

‘Mummy, anki (hungry)’

And as if explaining in one language doesn’t suffice, she repeats in Kannada. 


This is usually the point where I forgive all the nights she’s kept me up and try and pick myself up from the puddle that I’ve become. 


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