Tuesday, November 03, 2015

Aiden

I am a mommy now. Ofcourse, being mommy is just as wonderful as everyone says it is, although I am managing to spectacularly mess it up the way I mess all aspects of my disorganized, rubbish life.

Aiden turned 7 months on 31 October 2015. His cute little paws grab everything they see, and he's fascinated by the food we eat. No matter what we munch on, grubby little paws keep trying to reach out for it, and he looks at our faces with such a serious expression, wondering why we are not giving him the same food.

It's so funny!

I am a staunch supporter of  breastfeeding and only breast milk for babies, and I really, really tried to follow this for 6 months. Even now, at work I pump, whatever little measly amounts come will surely help my baby grow better, and i feel so guilty giving him formula especially when the care giver says he asks for milk.

Its such a struggle trying to be a baby led weaning, only breastfeeding, baby carrying, doggy loving mom. It's as if trying to raise the baby the right way only makes everything else in life go awry, and then too the baby still cries and constantly needs attention.

Never before has anyone ever been my whole and soul, and demanded all my attention everyday. The sleepless nights would have driven me crazy before Aiden, but now I just take them in my stride. My precious bundle of constant energy and joy has taught me what no one else could teach for for all these 30 years- PATIENCE !!!

I just feel sad that I dont have time for my fur baby though. Poor Tuffy, he has been relegated to the veranda, and occasional pats and no kissing. I hope this is just for a while though, until I convince my darling G to encourage fur baby and human baby kissing.

Life now is feed the little darling, pump, worry, work, back, feed, play and then maybe think about feeding the big baby too!!

30, here I come.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Two roads...

Changes:


  •  I'm married. 
  • I ran away from home to get married. Like the movies. Unfortunately. 
  • My dog is 4 now. 
  •  My husband loves him just as much as I do. 
  • My husband loves me too :D 
  • I earn quite well, for someone who once wanted to start her own dog creche and is now "managing relationships". 
  • I still struggle with the flubber, but have currently started Zumba and LOVE it. Might be the answer. 
  • I like to cook traditional food. Should have paid more attention to Mum in the kitchen. 
  • I still love to read and read whenever I can.
  •  I stopped blogging, and now feel the need to write about myself. 
  • I dress much better than I used to, therefore I feel much better ( and poorer) than I used to :D 
  • I love the way my husband and me complete each other's sentences. 
  • I still like Coffee, but have it on rare occasions. 
  • I have sort of learnt to swim. Yay ! I can now float for 2 minutes and THEN start drowning. 
  • I know how to bully the husband into doing the housework. 
  • I know how to clean squid/ prawns/ fish and make awesome curry. 
  •  I have a few friends that I love, but am rarely in touch with and still miss; so I say a little prayer for them when I think of them. 
  •  I do not dread the concept of in-laws, as I have the sweetest pair of in-laws ever. They like to feed me ! And bear the hugs from me! 
  •  I'M MARRIED ! Can't effing believe it. Next post tomorrow.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Does anyone still read this ?

You should never create a title with a question mark. I've changed so much since these last posts, and reading Tess of the D'Urbervilles again, brings such wonderful memories of life when I knew nothing. I'm more inclined to spouting Ayn Rand these days. I've never been happier or sadder in my life, yet I literally feel like the pheonix, rising from the ashes. OH, what joy it is, to be so bitter and young, yet full of life and aching for knowledge, and love.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Puppy Love

The best things in life are not free. Some of them involve your favourite slippers chewed to bits of rubber, stolen fish, anxiety attacks while running barefoot on the road calling for a monster, and lots of tears of happiness.

Having a dog who loves you is not one of the best things in life.

It is THE best thing. Family and chocolate comes a mere second ;)