I see him grow

I see him grow

He just wants to go with the flow

Things that he throw

Gives me a blow 

I want him to go slow

But he is not willing to mow

He is a hard row to hoe

Who brings me immense glow

Tosses me to and fro 

This much I owe

Cause is my foe

This is all I know

Who takes away all my woe. 

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Things kids love to do.

My teeny weeny munchkin has a to do things list everyday, which seems like oxygen for him . Quite literally!!He wishes to explore a material with his hands, nose,mouth,legs without even realising an iota of the repercussions that are bound to follow!

 Will share a few of his riveting activities. 

Hunkering down in an unexpected place,such as a closet or under a table. Trying on all the shoes kept in the house. Pouring water between containers at the kitchen counters. His heart skips a beat every time I turn on the water purifier. His excitement bounces off the wall on seeing the water flow!

Sticking and unsticking stickers! On your shirt,on your cheek,on the walls or wherever his hands go!                      Banging pots and pans really really loud!   Sitting in front of an open cupboard or drawer (by chance if I forget to close it) and messing around with every thing that was once in apple pie order.  

Running around with all the washcloths in the house. Squeezing and squishing the ketchup bottle. He even sweeps up with a little dust pan. Tearing up paper gives him unmeasurable satisfaction and drives us nuts.                                                   These are some of the things he does on daily basis. Kind of his mundane affairs. I guess he is out and busy painting the town red!!

My little bundle of joy.

Once upon a time, we lead a carefree , easygoing and buoyant life. But things changed or should I say our lives changed when God sent my little prince to bring me immense joy and happiness.                    

Everything went topsy-turvy. Our bundle of happiness had entered the world. We were ecstatic and it was a mixed bag of emotions and nervousness. When I first saw him, those sparkling eyes and teeny weeny hands and feet cozily wrapped, melted my heart. 

It has been a long journey since then & I am sure it is going to be continued forever. Those traumatic sleepless nights, frustration, irritation were ( or should I say are) extremely challenging .

But as they say with great powers comes great responsibilities. As I have been bestowed upon the power of being a mother , the responsibility has elevated. Now slowly and steadily we have got a hang of him and vice-versa. 

He simply melts the cockles of my heart when he utters the word “Mumma”. He teaches us a lot of things. To name a few; always be curious, be happy for no rhyme and reason, enjoy the little joys of life and keep trying hard to achieve your goal. 

He is a ball of fire who keeps me on my toes. His itsy-bitsy stunts are a delight to watch. Playing peek a boo means the world to him. Throwing things around is a new and enjoyable activity that never fails to bore him. Sometimes we are at our wit’s end. 

Playing with toys lasts no longer than five-seven minutes. He believes in exploring the world his way. Fiddling with kitchen drawers and switch boards, messing with food are his favourite playtime activities. He feels to have achieved a milestone after this!! 

I wish I could bottle it all up to remember it forever coz he is my Prince Charming who gave birth to a mother in me. 

Thank you my son.                                      Love you to the moon and back !!