Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I love this pic
I always like to watch Atharv and Chetan together. Chetan is so expressive. He plays with Atharv endless and never feels fatigue. I simply love to watch Father and Son play so much. He also enjoys Chetan's company and laughs like mad. Both of look like jokers when they laugh.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Chetan's first Father's day
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Guess whose blonde moment it was?
Firdays I start my day pretty early, reach office by 7.30am and try to leave by 5.30pm. But today because of new business development pitch and some other reasons I reached home by 10.30am and was dead tired. Atharv had already gone off to sleep. I hardly ate and then went off to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Atharv woke up hungry. I asked Chetan to prepare some milk for him and also gave him some instructions.
Chetan was also very sleepy, despite that he woke up (Cho Chweet) and went to the kitchen to prepare the milk. He came back and gave me the bottle. Just to make the sure the milk is perfect for Atharv, I checked it on my wirst (by the way there is a dim light in our bedroom) and realised that the milk is very very watery. I shook the bottle again. But was not very convinced. So empitied the milk and prepare another bottle of milk for him.
If you guys are thinking that why did i pour the milk prepared by Chetan then heres the explaination which i only realised in the morning:
In the kitchen there are 2 Nan II milk containers. One is filled with Nan II and the other with Suji (rava). Now you know why the milk didnt get dissolve in the water ;-)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Atharv completes 7 months
Seven months back you were nestled contentedly in my warm womb, your safe house for over nine months, protected from the harsh world. I wondered if you were a boy or a girl, guessing that, I loved resting my hand on my abdomen and feeling you poke me. Your Papa and Dadi had fun watching the bumps rolling on my tummy when you stretched and jabbed inside your cramped living quarters.
In my womb, you entertained us with your calisthenics every morning and late evening, flipping joyous cartwheels as you and I enjoyed all the sweets in the world which I had never eaten before. In the delivery room, you refuse to come out in spite of pushing, punching and kicking hours after contractions began (almost 1 and 1/2days). After C-section you came out in the world.
On November 10, 2008, Monday morning at 6:45am, you were born. You were no longer in my womb, but connected to each other by your umbilical cord, we were still as one. You gave a little cry. You started mouthing your fist desperately. I could see the love, excitement and satisfactory feelings in each one of us when we saw you for the first time. I couldn’t believe that you were mine - You were so beautiful, innocent, pink, adorable little baccha. I think I could never be able to thank God enough for you.
We wish you all the love, luck, peace and satisfaction in the world. Muuuuuahhhhhh!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Unique bond of Love
Grandparents play a unique role in every child's life. They not only provide unconditional love but also symbolize the continuity and stability that are so important for a child.They play a vital role in establishing the child's basic mind set, beliefs and cultural ideas. They are the roots of the tree of life on which the child gleams like the fruit.
Grandparents are also great repositories of our epics and puranas. By sharing this with their little audience, they make the child familiar with the great cultural traditions and heritage of India.
Atharv is really lucky to have his grandparents around - Ayi. Mummy and Papa. As a kid, I was deprived of such love as I lost my mom's dad and father's dad when I was very young. Both the grannies also left the world soon. I actually envy kid whose grandparents are still around. Having said that this gap was filled by Chetan's nani maa. Her unconditional love that she showered on me when I was in Delhi has filled my heart with enough warmth.
Atharv's Dada Dadi has planned to stay one more week with us. He enjoys their presence. He blackmails his dadi by his nautanki cry, asking her to pick him up everytime when she is around. With Dadu, he just laughs endless. I take all the pride in having such a happy baby as they say, "Happy mothers produce happy kids".
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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