Winter's Here, Winter's Coming!

The winter is in the air and the topas are out. I thought last years woolens will not fit in this winter, but surprisingly it did. This hand knitted woolen cap is a gift from my sis-in-law when Aurko was 4 months old. See, how my cherub is flaunting it in style.

Ring in the winters, I say!

No Place for Walker

I can’t help feeling a pang of sadness as I put away Aurko’s walker up in the loft of the store room—he is walking full fledged these days. Though it’s not as if I am bidding good bye to the walker, but still it broke my heart to realize he is growing so fast, that he don't need it anymore. I have noticed, he don’t EVEN look like a little baby, more like a little toddler. A toddler? It seems like yesterday when I hold him for the 1st time. Parting with his baby clothes is again a sentiments ridden task, I've been hoarding everything since his birth, and he is 14 months old now. Imagine the clutter. I have become such a hoarder, I literally have closet full of cute little baby stuff because I'm so sad to put it all away in boxes. It's so hard to get rid of these stuffs, I feel sad that he will not be able to fit into all these clothes ever again. My baby is no longer a baby and knowing that I soon have to part with this chapter of my life is what breaking my heart.

Stop me if you can! Though in the picture he is sitting and not running. But boy,  you have to see him riding this to believe me? He use to be as fast as a flash. I wish I had a good video of this. 10 month old Aurko.

1st time in a walker, and he was a little scared. 8 Months old.

I can even run on sand. 14 Months old Aurko.

Moves like Jagger

1st Holiday With A Baby on Toe

The 1st picture of Aurko sums up our trip to Goa! Exhilarating, exciting and sheer happiness is how this trip has been for us. And all my apprehension about travelling with an year old vanished in thin year the moment I hopped on the plane. I really don't want this post to be about how one should prepare for holidaying with baby, what to pack, how much to pack and all that jazz, because my trip was on the brink of cancellation as Aurko fell ill 2 days before we were flying, and after many should we, shouldn't we moments, me and hubby decided that we'll go. So I guess, all the planning that I did before this trip came as no good as all those browsing the net for holidaying-with-baby didn't prepare me for how to take a sick baby along on a holiday. But look at my boy in the pictures below, does he look sick? That's what Goa did to him.

My Calangute Beach Boy

I was making a castle, and mum didn't helped at all!

Hey Mom, what's am I suppose to see?

Goa Facts: Coconut water in Goa is not cheap as one might think looking at all the coconut trees, because they ripe the coconut completely to cook fish. They get the watery coconuts from Karnataka.

Vagator Beach Facts; The right side of the beach is packed with Indian population, whereas the left side is for foreigners. Strange, isn't it? 

Sunset in Miramar and the moments!

And the lobsters in Souza Lobo

Shelf Discovery!

I’ve just discovered that I only read when I am busy. Yes! Seriously, I’ve this peculiar habit of reading when I am busy in the truest sense, give me some empty time and days in hand, and, you’ll find me procrastinating reading for sunnier days. Having a baby makes it all the more difficult and reading takes a back seat. But no, like a mad woman I am hell bent on finishing up all the pending books I didn’t read over the years. (I’ve wrapped up The White Tiger, Tuesdays with Morrie, Catcher in The Rye, and I have again left The Casual Vacancy mid-way, and And the mountains echoed recently.  

I started reading The Casual Vacancy in November, (the hubby got it for me when I was at my mum’s place) the baby was 3 months old then. It was interesting enough, but then I left it after reading about 80 pages, as it was too heavy and I was scared of dropping it on the head of my little monkey. JK Rowling mind your fonts, I say.

The cliché “reading depends a lot on the mood” holds true for me, I’d left Catch 22 and the 100 Years of Solitude mid way when I was reading it way back in 2005, but later I read and liked them both a lot. I love books, though I am not an avid reader, I want to read more, write even better, but I don’t either. Now I want the munchkin to pick reading, just buying him enough books is not enough; I know I’m not reading enough to him, or at least not as much as I wish to. Respect to the super-working-mommas, who are doing such a great job out there. Sometimes I feel so inadequate compared to them.

For me the reality is after office, I reach home, to a very clingy almost 1 year old, who is now going through a bad separation anxiety phase—and even saying that breaks my heart. So, I spend considerable time –soothing, playing, singing, feeding, and reading—if he is in the mood— till he falls asleep. So, in the end it all comes down to mood!

Then the husband and I sit down for some chit chatting, while browsing through Comedy Central, Fox Traveller, Star World or TLC or any other sports channel. (When it comes to TV, he’s the boss on weekdays, and I am the queen on weekends). So, where is the time for books? Ah!! But then when I am in mood –I find time— to switch on the bed side lamp, instead of hitting the pillow, open the pages – instead of watching TV (post 11 PM, TLC show Latin Angels, yuckiest show on TLC, the movie channels are flooded with actions or dubbed south India movies). 

So these days I read, till munchkin calls for attention or I fall asleep!

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P.S. I hope this mood last till I finish up the pending books on my shelf, so that I can replace it and make space for some baby diapers. Yes, I am running out of shelf space!

Happy Birthday Aurko Roy!

Oh man. This little boy turns one today. Where has the time gone? It feels like he should be 6 maybe 7 months old...but One!? Really!?!?

Current Statistics  

Name:                    Aurko Roy

Age:                         1 year

Hobbies-               Throwing whatever he can get his hands on

Style Quotient-  Involuntary mohawk, little curls, gold chain & bangles...very Beckham meets Bappi da look  

Future Plans:     Can’t wait to start walking without support

Language:           A mix of Hebrew & Chinese with syllables thrown in
 
Objective:            Smiling ( showing 3 teeth) his way out of trouble

Qualification:    Part time cutie/full time brat

My chuku puku, I love you to the moon and back and then to infinity and beyond!

Happy Birthday Sweetheart!