Are you a happy mommy?

"... I also want to be the best possible mother, but I know that my job as a mother includes bringing my children up so actually they can live without me.”

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http://uk.lifestyle.yahoo.com/cherie-blair-criticises-slams-full-time-stay-at-home-mums.html

Mothers with jobs tend to be healthier and happier than stay-at-home mothers during their children’s infancy and pre-school years, according to a study from the American Psychological Association.

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http://uk.lifestyle.yahoo.com/working-mothers-happier-staying-home-140000946.html

Do you agree? I do.

a sweet torture..this!

So the little one has started crawling.Crawling has made her very curios of the environment.She seems to be in a constant need to explore.and explore she does..everything that's potentially dangerous.Luckily we don't stock explosives in our house,else our darling would have made headlines for starting a World War IV.

Pollu now holds another job in testing,Expert Electric Socket Tester.Dear Mr.Owner,we are forever grateful to you,for you have been very child friendly to place 90% of the sockets in the household,within the reach of her little pinky.She doesn't waste a second and inserts a finger straight into the damn holes,the moment mamma catches a blink.

The other day,Mamma walked into the room with a feeding bowl in hand and got a massive heart attack to find the baby missing..poof! just like that.The worried Mamma went paranoid for a minute if the baby was air-lifted by aliens to make their life interesting in outer space.Thankfully,Pollu still remains with us and was found later busy behind the door,in a mission to crack an entry to a room of requirement,hidden in that dusty corner.

Pollu pulls the medicine drawer often to inspect the tablet strips and throws them out joyfully.(Yes,yes I did check those aren't outdated yet).Yesterday,she was reading through a NizerD strip and suddenly started chewing on it.The Pappa asked Mamma to relax and commented..that the poor little baby might have just had an headache.

Pollu has testing in her genes,of that we are aware.She is also gonna be a tech savvy babe in future...sample this,she goes bang bang with her palm on the iPad drums App,while she does tickling actions when the iPad menu screen comes on.Nothing excites her like the very sight of the laptop.She comes crawling in full swing,seeing the laptop and tries to type ..the first letter she typed was an A.Yay!! She even managed to play the coco-jumbo video on the iPad doing some random search.How cool is that ?!

Like her name,Pollu has been sleeping like a Princess stretching her extended tiny self to the max horizontally...forcing us her humble captives to sleep on our sides to fit ourselves giants in the teeny space.Why are Europeans content with the queen size beds?! Oh dear Lord.Mamma goes like a jam between a sandwich slice..waking up with body aches in weird places.Pappa layer never dares to turn an inch in sleep for fear of falling down the bed,with a loud thud and waking any old soul in this apartment..considering this was built during the world war I.

Here is a comic strip the hubby forwarded this morning.

Looks absolutely crazy and blown out.But hey,you innocent expecting couples do take our word.. when you will have your hyperactive uber cute baby, these scenes will hold very true.The day, dear Hubby is gonna be chucked out of the bed into a sofa seems very near.Yeah, cosleeping with baby n hubby is sure to make you decide in favour of the baby.Invest in a dark-circle-erasing-under-eye-cream or a sofa-cum-bed.Choice is yours!!

A Mother's diary.. the WOW moments!

..I teach you to say 'Ma-Ma' and you look into my eyes and say 'Pa-Pa' slowly
..trimming your tiny nail in that little pinky
..feeding you a bowl without a morsel to trash
..seeing that diaper rash cream unused for so long
..you stop crying the very instant you see your teddy
..you reach out for Mamma after playing with Pappa
..you pull Pappa's chain like he is your pet puppy
..you lift your sipper and feed your diaper
..you smile while you are dreaming
..you pedal your invisible cycle in full speed
..you paint your face with the baby powder
..you take the biggest bite and spit it right out
..you gape with mouth wide open seeing that bridge
..you bite your gums with clenched fists when angry
..you scream when the villain in that movie screamed
..you are asleep holding mamma tight,chaining her with your legs
..you take positions as if in a race..on the mark..get set and then sit
..you are up in the air laughing with delight as Pappa tosses you high
..you laugh and clap while watching your favourite video as if you understand
..you create a big mess and smile innocently as if Mamma is to be blamed
..

The Little One

We sat on the tables up so high,

And cry for the sock,the shoe & the tie,
Dressing up was a race,in that naughty phase,

Rushing a school bus we would chase.

"Take care of the little one",mom would say,
As we bid her goodbye on our way.

Together we fought for food and toy,
Childhood memoirs has so much joy.
The world we faced with a smile in our face,

School then college then jobs were next phase.

You worked bit far and toiled so hard,

Life was a race or so we thought.
You cherished those gifts that I bought,
Until a day you trashed a lot,
Indeed I said,you had grown up a lot.

Marriage I sat,smiling with my groom,

While you ran around like a sleepless racoon,

Last minute plans,had but no chance,
You went all the way,to others dismay,

Did all you could,as a grown up man should.

Your heart so loyal and your love so true,
You cared for so real,for your soul was so pure.

You are the first one to rush,if I ever am in a mess.

I kept counting my penny,for bills were so many,
You didn't like it honey,but I had not much money.

Life moved on..and my baby came on.

Ask you I must, for you are the one I trust,
Guide her like I did,if I ever get rid.

Side by side or miles away,my love for you would just stay,
You are my pillar and my super power,
Born again if ever,in galaxies apart,
I will still find a way,through the milky way!

From the Eve's Garden

..a clever way this,to lure us women folk.wat say?

Pic clicked while window-shopping on the streets of Berlin,Germany.

Miss you my friends

"Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance;
they make the latitudes and longitudes"
~Henry David Thoreau

The morning newspaper headlines glanced in a hurry,
the 'only-to-office' wears resting in the cupboard,
the crazy auto-rickshaw challenges,
the rush-hour moments to attend meetings,
the forward mails sent & received from good friends,
the makeup touch-ups in the washroom,
the first coffee break,
the gossip breaks,
the lunch breaks,
the month-end birthday parties
&
the laughing Gandhian notes
..all these dont create a void in my heart
but your status messages do.

buddy SA - Offline

buddy V - Do not disturb

buddy P - Invisible

buddy N - Busy

buddy S - Away

buddy SM - In a meeting & ...

Do all these status-es imply - " We gotta job to do..unlike you " ?
How I wish your smiling thumbnails could talk to me now like the potter era.
Sob.Sob.
I miss you folks.I really do.

Oh,wait a sec..

"uuuaaaaahhh...ammeeahhh...uuuaaaaahhh"".
Alright now.My no-pay-high-demand boss has woken up.
I gotta report back to duty.
Sign-out.

About the Euro 2012..

1) The UEFA European Football Championship for this year, commonly referred to as Euro 2012 is a football championship for national teams within Europe.

2) Poland and Ukraine are hosting the final matches this year.

3) The matches scheduled in Warsaw,Poland are being played pretty close to home in the National stadium which has a capacity of 58,500 people

4) The matches will last almost a month long from 8th of June,2012 to the 1st of July 2012

5) The price of tickets range from 30 to 600 Euros.

Here is a picture of the swarms of people leaving the stadium after the first match between Poland and Greece which resulted in a draw.Picture was clicked from our balcony.

Drama of the Duo

February 14,2005 ..Valentine's bug had bit us real hard, the very first time.Me with my then boyfriend,now husband were in this hot-shot coffee joint celebrating our new found friendship with sparkling eyes which could have jolly-well inspired Salman Khan's Dabanng'ed glasses.Just like the rest of the clan,we were glued to the chairs for longer than required to sip a cuppa...and the BF decides to pop the million-dollar question with a child like innocence,"Sho,wanna ask you something..been in my mind since long".My heart skips a beat and taken by his charm.. directs the head to give a nod."can I ?hmm..can I touch...the mole,the one above the upper lip?" .Phew! One had to grab the beating heart before it took a plunge straight into the cappuchino cup.Well..I just obliged with a smile,as you guessed right.
Fast forward to the present,his spawn equally fascinated by the said mole in the wee hours of morning as Iam snoring to glory decides to relieve Mamma of the handicapped housefly who wudn't budge and pulls it out with all her might..Ouch! One can do nothing..but blame the genes!

..here are the many such gene-blaming-moments Mamma has endured oflate btw the Pappa and Pollu,the spawn.
~ Iam no Garnier fructis ad girl - Adding to the mole,both are equally crazy about Mamma's hair.Pappa likes it long and strong.Pollu is the self-appointed-testing-officer.
~ Hate food,Trash food - The veggie/fruit from their hate-list will only end up trashed into Mamma's elastic tummy if attempts to mask it were being made.
~ Hogwarts time-keepers - They doze off quickly on the dot, that Mamma wonders if all the worries of the household were leased to her on perma-contract.
~ The Jim Carrey effect - Avocado is a big NO-NO for the duo.So Mamma being the "never give up trying" types,purchases them very often.But the forbidden ends up trashed as a face pack  and one is left wandering doing the chores as a fatter version of Jim Carrey with the MASK.
~ Alien on the hide?-Both Pollu and Pappa sit with their torso's leaning forward most of the times as if an invisible alien is sitting behind and admiring their backs,while Mamma reclines till her knees hits the chin with a bang.
~ The love of Drums - A pain in the Mamma's ..eardrums! Pappa and Pollu enjoy their drumming sessions in the R-Tap app on the iPad.Pollu though..is a bit more hard-working and continues the drumming sessions by banging on the walls with her round head.Hope she doesn't end up with an iron-board head..worried Mamma hopes!
~ Video fetish - Both can watch a said video for Zillion times looping and re-looping until the vaayu bhagwan himself denies to carry the repeated decibels in disgust.No wonder Mamma ends up hearing the very same background scores even in her dreams.
~ Warm water sucks - The father daughter duo hate warm water while Mamma drowns piping hot litres like a thirsty camel, in an attempt to melt away the fat deposits.

& if you ..are wondering with raised eyebrows as to how an 8-month old can show so much attitude..well , be my guest!

Life after the baby

How the little dahling changed my life..Just a recap!

Jobless.Yes, I quit to be a SAHM after 7 years of corporate life.Never imagined in the remotest of my dreams,I will be the stay at home type.Anyways,here Iam.Relieved from the world of weekly meetings,triages and bugs.Completely absorbed into the world of diapers,breast-feeding and baby talk.Trust me I would have traded for the former happily,atleast one's target was set and deadlines were met.

Well,this one should top the list..never knew I had it in me to take care of a baby all by myself.Yes! you read it right..I TOOK CARE OF MY BABY ALL BY MYSELF AFTER A C-SECTION ..not that one had much choice when the hubby went abroad and one's mom went crazy.The first few months were terrible.I used to keep my hand to the baby's chest every few hours in the night to check if the little ball of flesh is indeed breathing right.Went paranoid reading about SID syndromes and what not! Anyways,I did it.yay!...here is my darling daughter naughty and thriving at 9 months and the darling self has gained enough gyan to author a book on baby-care.

Have honed my multi-tasking skill to the next level.Do the dishes,prepare a variety of meals for the picky brat,dry the adult-clothes from the washing m/c,dump the baby clothes into the said m/c,make sure to use baby detergent for this cycle,listen to the latest chartbuster on the FM,peep into the instructions on the recipe-blog,work on a new meal for the hard-working hubby.. amidst all this keep one's eye on the baby whose motto oflate seems to pull out the wool outta the Zakopane sheep doll.Hm,should I start her on meats?Looks like she is gearing up to tread on the footsteps of her carnivorous parents.Mmuuahh! Kudos to self.Now you know why a 9-5 job is way much easy-peasy.

I now officially qualify to compete the 'minute to win it' events being well trained on changing the diaper in the 'swish of a wand'  and do many other tasks in the blink of an eye.One gets to master the tactics and the speed comes naturally after a few mishaps,you see.

Well,the songs you have painstakingly collected and treasured will come to no use to soothe your unsettling  baby.The age-old lullabies,soul soothing bamboo music,melodies of the flute,meditation music,the week's chartbusters,heart-breaking melodies all trashed by the child.Well .. a mere stroke of luck this..BABYTV.'Charlie & the numbers' video is the magic potion to hook the baby.Even the said video's audio seems to calm the baby instantly.We have caught her laughing when charlie gets kissed by princess 2.The little brat! Bow to thee..Charlie.

Patience for the little dahling is on an all-time high while hell hath no fury like a mommy whose sleepy baby is awaken by a newly-settling-down-polish neighbour doing all the drilling and filling in the common wall.Ggrrrhh!

Gone are the days..when the hubby asked those "..ah.. there she goes! again,why is she crying?" questions with a helpless fury and search for answers in the momma's eyes while the novice momma was self-confused and would shout back "How will I know? Iam still in the same planet as you are".Now that Iam a trained ped rather close,I can differentiate the various forms of wails from the little girl and answer confidently "She doesn't like that Fisher price rattle anymore,give her that Body Lotion Hotel Sample to playwith.That's her new favourite".Yes, babies will not necessarily love the fancy high pricey ones you have picked.

Many of them-the good rellies seeing our little dahling inherit her father's looks,told us that a baby girl looking like her daddy would bring lots of good luck to the said daddy.I ask why not? The father still holds his job,gets a decent share of sleep everynight and also keeps his attendance to the weekend cricket matches.Indeed,the father has been extremely lucky post the baby.I stand by this myth.

Outta my hibernation

Okay.Guilty as charged!... took a long break from giving words to my ocean of thoughts.Here Iam ..back to the blogosphere.Look forward to reading more baby related stuffs,new recipes,new places explored and the like.Hope the madness continues!