Cuddly cuddly sleep !!!

It was the second time in three and half years. I mark that night as one of the special nights. I didn’t sleep much that night. I was in my cloud nine and it took me some time to come out of the sweet shock and live the moment. 

Wondering what am talking about? It’s about my son and me cuddling and sleeping. Usually he doesn’t even come closer to me. He loves hugging his mumma and sleeping. I don’t know what happened that day. After his midnight course of milk, he came towards me calling daddy and hugged me and slept. The three year old son of mine has complaints about my beard which seems to irritate him when I hug him or kiss him. That day was an exception. He cuddled with me and murmured the words “love you daddy” which broke my sleep and kept me thinking if it was in real. 

I could hear him murmur in between about his grandma and grandpa. Guess he was dreaming about playing with them. He suddenly would go silent. I was just staring at the fingers that holder mine while sleeping, brushed his soft hairs, hugged him tightly because these things never would happen when he is awake as he is such a hyperactive fellow. Watching him lying down calm and quiet was really a boon.

This all lasted only for few hours and when he woke up in his sleep by early morning, he immediately gave a cry and jumped into his mommy’s arms. But I was still awake in amused…

Just a pose 🙂

Dairy milk to diapers – The Mommy story!!! 

Every girl is her dad’s princess and is pampered a lot by everyone around but someday she has to be the queen and take care of her people around. 

Yeah this blog is about one such beautiful princess who became my queen and on how she transformed herself from a care free lady to a responsible mom. My wife K was a carefree, workaholic lady who shall be happy to spend all 24 hours at work. She used to have a hectic schedule on weekdays as she had to manage both work and home . She had no regrets about being busy. She infact loved being busy. Our weekends were crazy. Some weekends would go watching back to back movies, making wonderful recipes, singing, shopping etc while some weekends were spent just by sleeping for long hours, eating random stuffs. 

The scenario changed during the April of 2013 when the pregnancy tester stick displayed 2 lines confirming the news of arrival of our love. The girl who was care free started planning things. Though it was little bit strange as I haven’t seen her so, I felt proud. Her workaholic nature didn’t change. She used to work from home for hours. Doctor advised her not to take much stress and it was hard to believe that she stopped working late hours from the very next day. There were mood swings but she remained calm and cool. She never complained about nausea. She lived the baby kicks and used to get tensed when the baby kicks were less. Her thoughts were always only about the baby. 

In Jan 2014,our little boy came into our life. K took the role of responsible mommy seriously. From the second week of delivery she started doing everything for our son. Be it bathing, dressing etc etc, she would only do it. Her sleeping times were just 4 to 5 hours a day. I always wondered how a girl transforms to a mommy so smoothly and never complaint about any discomfort. The lady who loved watching movies back to back has a long list of movies pending to watch in her hard drive. The lady who loved sweets and chocolates have stopped eating them as her kid shouldn’t eat it. The lady who loved trying out varied dishes in restaurant has turned to be an amazing cook who cooks variety of dishes just because outside food is not good for health for her baby. The workaholic lady quit her passionate job to take care and be with the kid when he needed her. The changeover is so huge that I can’t explain in words. 

Darling K, I have seen you transforming from a care free girl to a doting mom. Salute you for the sacrifices you have made and love you a lot for all the challenges you have faced with a smiling face through this journey of motherhood so far. 

Amma , our identity

‘Amma'(the tamil way of addressing mom) is more than a word. It has so much emotions packed in it. Let it be joy or sorrow her words are enough to soothe. When the whole world would point fingers on your mistakes, she would be the one who shall stand by you to support you and motivate you showing the positives you have. The list goes on for the super human who gave her life for her children.

My mom is one such super human who has a secret passcode to my anatomy. She knows when we would feel hungry, when we would fall sick, what i need when i travel etc. She is a successful home maker who has sacrificed her life for our family and never expected anything back from us. Her emotions are always extreme, could be happiness or sorrow and again its around only us(her children). Her demands are either around us or very lighter ones. 

As any mom and son, we share the best rapport. The best skills i have today are inherited from her. Be it maintaining friendship, doing crafts, painting, music and respecting everyone. The one thing which i still try to inherit is her patience and maintaining cool. 

She is a proud grandma now. Amma’s happiness and worries have now extended to my son as well. And he gets the 200% love which makes me and my brother little jealous. He became her world now.

She doesn’t care about this mother’s day celebration or dedication. When I wished her ‘Happy mother’s day’, she just replied ‘ok da. Now allow me to cook lunch.’ Love you amma. Wish you a long life with lot of love amma.

Me, my mom and my son 🙂