The Mystery Of Missing Items in the Kitchen

After Anika’s room, the Kitchen is my next favorite place in the house. Like most wives and mothers, a large portion of my time is spent in the kitchen cooking scrumptious meals for my husband and myself , and for making Anika’s favorite dishes. However, off late my foray into the kitchen has been for locating missing items from around the house.

Recently when Anika and I were reading of her books sitting I noticed something peeking from under the sofa. For a wild minute my worst fears surfaced and I held my breath thinking could that be something alive and wriggly. With bated breath I bent down to see what it could be. My little girl, bold and unafraid as she is, bent down with me too.

A closer inspection dispelled my fears about it being a cockroach or some other wriggle creature; instead I my spatula which had gone mysteriously missing a few days ago. When I asked Anika about the spatula, this is what happened between us:

Me: Anika !!!!!!! Who brought this here ????

Anika: Hehehehehehehe( giving me all naughty smiles)

Me: Stop laughing and tell me

Anika: Ani Ani (She meant by saying Anika brought that)

Me: Why did you bring??? Is this a toy to play????

Anika: Papa Papa!!!!!!! Uhhhhhuuuuuuu (starts crying)

Again, do I shout at her or scold her? Nopes!!! 

The minute I saw tears rolling down her little cheeks, I quickly changed my tone and told her politely not to do this again. Kitchen utensils are not for playing. She just sweetly replies ”Okay.” How much of what I had told her did she understand is anyone’s guess!

Just after few seconds, those crocodile tears just vanished and I was left wondering if I had been taken for a ride again by this little minx. 

When I’m working in the kitchen, I always try to finish up my work fast so that I can spend quality time with my little girl. However, Anika’s latest game of hiding my kitchen items makes it next to impossible! 

These are things missing in a daily basis:

Colanders

Garlic crusher

Tongs

Spatulas

Spoons

Tea Kettle

I knew my cooking would take longer than usual because of the missing items from the kitchen.  But I was adamant to find them regardless of where she might have hidden them. I checked everywhere under the sofas, the couch, behind the dressing area, underneath the bed. But all of my efforts went in vain.

Finally, when I thought I rather give up and declare, “They are lost,” I found Anika slowly bending down under the Divan and then peeping through. And that ‘s when I knew where could find my missing items. I ran quickly to the divan and when i bend down to see what’s in there…well......

I could see my colanders, garlic crusher, tongs, spatulas, spoons , forks and what not… I thought it looked like a mini home decor shop. To keep Anika distracted, I have her one of my dupatta’s while I quickly cleared up all the stuff and hid them in different places in the kitchen.

Feeling happy that my kitchen was back to normal and feeling extra extra generous,  picked up Anika and smothered her with kisses till she is begging to be let down. 

It was tea time anyway, so I went to my kitchen and get the tea brewing when I realize, my tea strainer is missing...  

And it starts all over again!!!!

Flashback Of Our Pregnancies!!!!!!!!!!

Everyone talks about the “The Proud Mommy” and the glow of happiness on a mother’s face when she holds her baby for the first time. But, before we actually become proud mothers, we go through all kinds of trials and tribulations during those 9 long months.

Let’s be honest here,  even though most of us read and know about pregnancy cravings and the different ways in which a woman’s body changes to accommodate the growing baby inside, nothing can truly ever prepare you for one of the greatest adventures of womanhood.

I have been focusing on mother’s or talk about kids and their little pranks in most of my posts. So I thought it might be nice to share my journey into motherhood during those nine months. 

I know this checklist is going to ring a bell with most mothers:

1      Feeling Jealous looking at other women wearing heels.

2      Desperately wanting to go and grab a pair of skin tight jeans to look hotter than      others.

3      Pinning for a nice Spa treatment.

4      Dying to sleep on your tummy.

5      This is the time we love to work out. May be go to the gym , jog , swim or skate.

6      Wanting to get a super cool hair color,blow dry or straighten your hair often.

7      Wear your rings back on your fingers.

8      Want your feet back because you are just too bored at looking at your big swollen   feet most of the time.

9      Crazy urge to fold your legs and sit up on the chair

10   Wanting to walk fast just like the others.

11   Wanting to look in the mirror and finding your old self minus the swollen face and tummy.

12    Hoping that pampering and extra care continues for a lifetime. This one I know most of you would love!

These are just few of the things that I felt during my pregnancy. The first thing I started to miss after Anika was born are those kicks in my tummy. I started feeling extremely empty inside after she was born. You could have gone to those prenatal classes or read a 1000 page book to get hold of how life turns once the baby is born. Once again, nothing prepares you for feeling this way. There can’t be anything which can guide you the best apart from having to experience pregnancy and motherhood yourself.

This is what I learnt in my pregnancy.

Every pregnancy is different from another. The day you know you are pregnant until the day your little one is brought into this world.  I am sure every mother counts her days till she gets to see her little bundle of joy. It could be getting pampered at home, quitting your job or attending classes. All this is done just for the baby. We women start looking up on the internet for every little thing. Want to eagerly know what other women felt when they were pregnant. Every tiny piece of data gives a whole new meaning to us.

The fact that you are going to become a mother is the most precious feeling in the world. And a new role of being a parent is just mesmerizing. You plan what to do, you organize your stuff, you decide on certain things, you basically make everything ready for the arrival of your baby. Sometimes, nothing works. Nothing at all. Your baby will teach you everything for you to be a perfect mother.

Not sure if I was blogging here or giving you my pregnancy gyaan.

It’s A Whole Different Ball Game Altogether!!!!!!

I still remember how I used to go giddy at the thought of having my own child. A stroll by the park would make me sigh with unfulfilled maternal instincts as I watched children playing. I have always adored kids and believed in my heart that I would bring up my kid to be dutiful and respecting and lovable right down to his or her little toes. But that all was before Anika came into my world.

Something about counting your chickens before they are hatched..........

When I was carrying Anika, I went through the same frenzied rush to read up every book, manual, or magazine offering parenting advice, pretty much like the rest of my breed. At that time I lapped up every word and every sentence thinking it to be the Gospel truth. All the while marvelling at the logic and simple reasoning presented to me.

I was all ready to incorporate the mantra of “don’t shout at your child often, and don’t be rude to them etc etc”. Two years down the line and now I can only scorn at all those “self-proclaimed gurus” offering parenting advice.

This is what my little angel puts me through -

1    The sofa is her personal playground and she gives me a heart attack every time she boldly jumps from one sofa to another...all the time giving me a proud look to say “look at me jumping mama!” Sure mama is happy is too you jumping baby, she is just   petrified that you might hurt your little body somewhere...but of course that I keep to myself.

2     Anytime I am not looking, Anika tries her best to carry our big flat screen TV. Why is a question I have given up finding an answer to.

3     She loves crawling under the dining table and between the chairs and then simply loses her way...then comes the high pitched “mommy” and I rush from my kitchen for the 100th time with my heart in my mouth. Do I shout at her? No way! I am just happy and relieved to see her safe and sound.

4    Climbs on the window panes and spits out food simply because she is bored and it’s fun to see mommy running about trying to clean up her mess.

5    The shoe rack is her favorite place to rummage around. And when is bored of trying out each and every single pair of shoe there, she attacks my vanity kit or throws my dupattas around.

6    Anytime she manages to get the door open, it is ”Mama, Bye I am going to Bombay!” Mommy of course is left wondering what she’s going to do the day her little girl actually says those lines and leaves to explore the world on her own.

7    Toys are the biggest source of joy to kids..they love them of course..Mine takes it one step further and dismantles or rips apart her toys and then smiles up at me with all the wonder of a two year old who has won over the world.

8    Anytime the car keys or house keys are lying around, Anika takes them and promptly puts them into the fridge or throws them under the sofa..how she manages to throw them at spots that are the most difficult to reach is still something that Ashwin and I can’t figure out.

So don’t shout at your kids and don’t beat them and don’t do this and don’t do that...well sometimes, just sometimes I would love to ask one of those parenting experts if they really have had kids of their own! 

That’s why we are called” Super Women”!!!!!!!!

It’s been a while since I have written anything about us, “women”. I make sure to bring our kids first. I thought this is the perfect time to share few mommy feelings and to realize that every woman is a super woman.

I still remember how excited I was to join back work after Anika was born. I thought, “Anika should be proud of her super mommy who works at home and works in the office”. Well, I did go back to work too. I was definitely a super mommy juggling between home and work. I’m sure every working mommy is gifted with so much energy, patience, strength and to mention a mother can go about her daily tasks even after she has been up all night looking after her little one...that is the power of a mother. When I was working, I wanted to stay back at home. Now that I am at home, I want to go back to work. Life is a roller coaster and most of us can never be happy with what we have.

I still remember before starting my maternity leave people did come and ask me, “Are you really going to come back??” I wondered why people would come up to me and ask me this all the time.

Finally after a big wait of 9 months, when I held her in my arms, “I got all my answers”. Women don’t become super mommies the minute they give birth to a child. As the child grows, women grow along with them and transform themselves into a super woman.

I read somewhere that during child birth a million nerves break and that is the quantum of pain a woman undergoes to bring her child into this world. After all that pain, a mother still waits to see her baby smile. Nothing in the world matters to her apart from her child. Those little fingers, lovely eyes, innocent smile or those tiny legs. There’s no other feeling in this world which can even come close to the feeling of holding your child for the first time after he/she is born.

For a mother, no matter how hungry she might be or how tired, the needs of her child always come first. That is the instinct of a mother...her baby is her greatest treasure and the sole source of all her strength. You don’t mind if you are tired or not too well. You can still bring in that energy to see your baby smile. It’s not the expensive clothes, costly bags or a trendy haircut. Life suddenly changes. It’s all about your baby now. You wouldn't mind going as far as you can to keep your little one happy because you know you want to give only the best to your child. It could be a tee or a pair of shorts that you want buy for your child, you think a hundred times. If you have to choose a school, you look up information on the internet or do a quick research. It could be anything even as small as a toy that you want to buy for your child. We as mothers want to give them the best.  I think end of the day every mother thanks god for giving them such a precious gift. I must have read this a million times and it never ceases to amaze me –quote by Jodi Picoult, “Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood - finding a piece of yourself separate and apart that all the same you could not live without.”

The journey of a woman's life is vibrant and colorful and it is a discovery in itself. We can be daddy's little girl or mommy's pet, and the better half to a doting husband - yet the one role which gives a wholesome definition to our lives is that of a mother.

A woman can juggle a million tasks and can function on auto pilot even when she is sick if it comes to her child and family. That is the power of a woman.....and this is why she is a "Super Woman."

IS IT STILL CALLED A REMOTE???? (May be a skull of the remote)

Off-late television has become my best friend. Anytime I am in the kitchen and Anika is being difficult, I rely on the television to distract her and give me some much needed peace of mind. The so called idiot-box, if I may say so, is my biggest respite from all things difficult.

In fact like most kids these days, Anika too has become a TV lover. She calls it “Te Te” with love. Barely 2, and she already knows that the TeTe has two remotes. The big black remote is for the TV and the small white remote is for the set up box. Anytime she is in the mood, she just makes a beeline for the TV, takes the remote and starts pressing on the buttons expecting the TeTe to come to life instantly. Just like any other kid, if the TV does not come on, she starts screaming in annoyance. And regardless of what I might be doing, she expects me to set things right immediately.

Just like her father, Anika loves getting comfy on our cosy couch to watch her favorite programs.

I then realize that she wants to watch television. I quickly switch on the television and tune into her favorite channels.

Although she keeps a hawk’s eye on how Ashwin and I operate the remote, she is yet to get a hang of it. I sometimes stand quietly and just watch her with the remote. She attacks the remote with all the gusto of a two year old and it never fails to bring a smile to my face.

Well, this is a day which will again be a memorable one. Both of us decided to play a funny game. As usual I can see how excited she is coz we are going to play her favorite game. The rules of the game is very simple, I have to do exactly what she does. Now let me tell you, this is not an easy game. That’s because her energy is literally bouncing off the walls, while me...all I can say is “Never mind!”. This game can go on for minutes and even hours with tiny tiny breaks in between.

I needed that extra energy to compete with her. I thought of a little warm up before I start the game.  She kept watching all that I was doing and she must be thinking in her mind, “Mama is in full force to play this game, yayyyyyyyy!”. Unfortunately both of us didn't know the victim of this game would be our Television Remote.

It started well. She ran into rooms and I did the same. She started shouting and I did the same. She stretched on the ground, again I did the same. It went on for few minutes until I wanted a break. First break she was perfectly fine. The second break she was not too okay with it, still managed. My third break was a disaster.

After playing the game for about 20 mins successfully, I was ready to quit.  I told her I can’t play any longer. And although she kept forcing me to play, I refused. This is what transpired between us –

Anika: Mama tham (tham as in “come”)

Me:  “no baby”, I Cant. Enough now

Anika: Nooooo Mama, tham here

Me: Please I don’t want to play this game

Anika: Boooooooo (starts crying)

Me: Please Ani baby, “No” Let’s play something else.

“Grrrrrrrrrr Ahhhhhhhhh !!!!!! “,Her anger levels went extremely high. I guess she takes that after her dad. Still angry she stomps off to the TV, takes the remote in her hand and just throws it with all force.

By this time, I am running low on energy and as I pick the remote up I find it resembling a crushed skull!

All I could do was to divert her mind into something else and make her feel nice. But, I couldn't stop feeling bad about my lovely remote. As I already mentioned TV and I are good friends now and couldn't think of my remote not functioning now. Neither did I scold her nor did I give her a whack. All I did was to explain to her that such things should not be repeated. I didn't want to be bad mommy to her and make her feel,” I hate my mama”. I only explained to her what happens if she does such things. She did nod her head like any good girl.

I was extremely proud of my parenting skills. I thought I should take some classes, may be prenatal classes and tell people how to bring up children.

But, just after few days my little girl proved me wrong. Ask me, “How?”

Well, she wanted to sit on her couch which is her favorite place. She saw the remote being a big disturbance there. She conveniently threw the remote and happily sat down.

I then thought I was dreaming all this while. I couldn't help but realize children are children. We explain, we shout, we scream, we scold or give them a solid whack. It may not change. As they grow older, they will realize these themselves. I`m sure when we were kids we must have been troublesome children to our parents.

But, was wondering if I was writing this blog to share my experience or letting people know how stupid I was. Whatever it may be, my remote will never come back again. It’s no more called a remote still I try all my funny tricks to operate my TV.

Another one!!! You must be kidding me!!!!!!!!!

It’s been almost 2 years since Anika came into our lives. But it still feels like just yesterday when I bought my little bundle of joy back home. Each day as she grew and became stronger and lovelier, I grew too as a mother. Time stands still when I’m with her. Even on days when she’s being difficult and I'm ready to throw in the towel, one sweet little smile from her and my heart melts and all the trials and tribulations of that day are a thing of the past. Like any proud mother, I love showing off my little girl to family and friends. And while they gush over Anika and praise my parenting skills, the one question I can't seem to escape is "When are you planning for the next one?" Anytime I hear this the first thing that pops into my head is "you have got to be kidding me man!"

Sometimes I do think, if I can be the same mommy to my next child or if it’s my laziness that I can’t take care of two kids. I’m not sure what it is. All I know is Anika is extremely precious to me and I feel guilty to share all my time with the new one.

A million questions running in my head.  That’s when I decided to ask Anika.

Few days back, I did ask her if she wants another baby at home. She didn't hesitate to even think. I was shocked to hear her quick response. She immediately says, “No”. I then started thinking,” Did she know what I was asking her or was it a casual “No” that she says all the time almost for everything.

Children are the biggest gift which I truly treasure. Ask me how difficult it to look after these super naughty kids.

They are gifted with extreme energy. They are never tired. They would love to try every single piece of thing around them. They make sure to keep you on your toes all day long. Between such a busy day, giving equal time to another one is going to be a tough task. So, here’s a funny conversation Anika and I had few days back. After this I thought,” Another one!!! No way”

Mama: Ani baby, “Shall I go to office for few days? Will you be with your ammamma (Her grandma)?”

Anika : GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! Noooooooooo (a big shout)

Mama: Ok, Shall I go out with my friends? Will you be alone at home?

Anika : Another angry reply,”Nooooo”

Mama: Do you want another baby? Can papa and I give your toys to him/her?

Anika : Mama… No!!!!!!!!! (Starts crying).

Well, after those tears rolling down. I definitely noticed how possessive she is about her parents. Neither was she willing to share her toys nor was she ready to let her mommy stay away from her. Children can sense every single thing at home. They know when their parents are happy, when they are sad.

I still remember the day when she started walking. I did call a dozen of them to tell. Every single minute with her is soo unforgettable. They learn few words and we are thrilled. Their first day at school, I’m sure most mommies cry along with them. Even if we have to leave them for few minutes somewhere, we make sure they are always in safe hands. May be that’s why children develop such a strong bond with parents which will last for a life time.

Then, I thought over few positives things of having another child even though Anika is not Okay. Let`s consider these things:

•  Anika will have a companion to play. She can share all her toys, books etc.
•  Anika will turn more responsible. Less pampering and more responsibility.
•  I`m sure our home will be the noisiest having two super kids around.
•  It’s going to be a perfect family.

I was almost ready to make up my mind. Suddenly, thought of few negative heart breaking things too. Here it is:

•  Life is little difficult now. After two kids life becomes almost impossible to survive.
•  If the first one is all okay, then the second one will 100% not be okay.
•  First one like Horlicks but the second one likes Complan.
•  I can hear Anika complaining that her sister/brother broke her toy which was her       favourite.
•  The most important, Since Ashwin has immense patience it’s not going to be really tough for him. But, my condition is going to be crazy. Let’s take the other way, I will have to bear with 3 children including my dear husband.

    After considering all these facts and discussing with Anika and Ashwin. We thought we are okay with Anika as of now. Anika`s firm decision of not wanting a brother or sister helped us to an extent.

It doesn't really matter if you have just a child or many children at home. The love we parents have towards our children will always remain the same. How can we all forget, “Children are the biggest driving force for all parents”.

Mama… I am still Daddy`s Girl!!!!!!!!!

Weekends are those crazy two days in our lives when we want to do everything under the sun.

These days my weekends are made up of two super busy days when I'm running around trying to get a whole bunch of things done all at once. Gone are the days when my weekend used to be about lazing around an extra guilt free hour in the bed, without worrying about how messy the house was or if I had enough in my refrigerator to cook up a decent meal for two. No such luck these days. As if I wasn't already busy enough with my little one, I have a husband who depends on me equally, if not more. This is when every woman, regardless of class, race, nationality transforms herself into a super mommy.

Recently, I decided to take a day off from my mommy job. I let my husband in charge of home affairs and our little girl. The day started very well, or so I thought. But once again, my little one proved me wrong. After a nice restful sleep, Anika woke up to see both her parents around and I could see how thrilled she was the way her sweet little face broke into a big smile.

This was the deal, I gave clear instructions to my hubby before I vanished. I let my hubby take over things and made sure things were pretty fine. Then came the challenge. All seemed well till my little one decided the day was going just too peaceful for her liking. She thought, “poor daddy doesn't know anything so let’s show him what kids are all about!!!!”.  

My dear hubby was just relaxing on the couch and watching his favorite TV channels that’s when he heard a biiiiig scream. He had to leave his TV and run into the room. All the protective instincts of a father made him blindly rush into the room only to find that Anika had dropped all the toys from her toy bag.  With his worst fears quelled, he started picking up the toys and dutifully put them back into the bag. But, this was not just the end, he had another thing coming. My little girl had turned the drawing room upside down and was throwing stuff around. Just as soon as he started clearing the drawing room, Anika starts to whimper. Finally, at this point my darling husband decided, “Sometimes little mess is better especially when it buys some peace and quiet times”.  And with that, he went back to watching his TV while keeping a watchful eye on his little girl.

Btw, Who says,"being daddy is easy!!!!!"...

By this time, Anika darling has understood, “My papa is such a learner in looking after me. I think now I want Mama. Haahhh, Where did Mama go?”.

She starts asking my hubby,”Papa mama ekka???(Which means papa where is mama).

Papa says, “Mama will come back, she just went to the doctor to get an injection” (which was the craziest lie ever).

Anika as usual starts screaming. Finally she decides there is no point screaming. Let me discover few things at home. She thinks she won’t get such a wonderful chance again. Let me try my hands on when he is worried more about his cricket match.

She goes straight into our bedroom. Opens the draw near the dressing area. Finally takes the powder out from the box and spills it all over. There comes papa standing in shock.

And finally when I open the door, I see the drawing room full of things. I see Anika`s favorite animals here and there. I was about to keep my feet on that tiny giraffe and fall down. And when I go into the room I could see powder splatter all over the place. And Anika says, “Mama Mama Mama !!!!!!!!!!!”. I didn't utter a word but I could sense that she was a troublesome child today for my dear husband.

The loveliest fact about we parents is that no matter how naughty our kids are we love them more and more as each day passes by. Ashwin never told me anything about Anika. In fact, Anika wanted to be with him even when I returned home. She did miss me but she didn't mind being with her papa. I could hear them giggling on the bed. Well, that was him putting her to sleep. I could hear them laugh, talk and tickle.

Finally, my little girl hugs her papa and kisses him on his cheek. I stood there silently watching all these and thanking god for giving me these two amazing people in my life. And then, her papa starts singing her favorite lullaby as she slowly falls into her glittery world of sleep. 

This is when I realized no matter how hard you try to be your daughter`s favorite she will always remain a daddy`s girl.

Children are our biggest strength. No matter how old they get, they always remain, “Kids” to us.  And when you know it’s a Daddy`s day out with their kids, how can we forget this famous saying, “As long as you know men are like children, you know everything! – Coco Chanel”.

SOMETIMES I CALL IT NIGHTMARES!!!!!!!!!! (While sleeping with your little one)

You go to any part of the world children always love to sleep with their parents. We as mothers feel very insecure to let our kids sleep away from us until they are a little old.

The day I brought her home from the hospital everyone at home was so thrilled including me of course. Then it was night. And with the darkness came the much needed deep rested sleep. I watched as one by one everyone around me slipped into the crazy and colorful world of dreams. I was with my little one playing and doing all possible things so that she sleeps. Well, I thought it’s just a night. 

Actually, “No” it went on for few months.

Slowly, things changed as she grew older. Nights are not always about changing diapers or feeding. It can be great fun too.

I am a sleep lover. That’s when I realized I need a new bed. And the first thought that comes to mind when I think of sleep is a nice king sized bed with a high mattress, the bouncy types.

 It was a tiring day as usual for me and a boring day for Anika. Finally there came our sleeping time. Anika and I sleep together. I couldn't wait to jump on to our new bed and feel like a Queen. After all these amazing glittery feelings around me, still remembered that I must feed her at night when she asks for.

After my lorry and lullaby, my little girl goes to sleep. Maybe it was a new bouncy bed or it was my tiring day I fell asleep in seconds. Suddenly I realized I was moved to the corner of the bed while Anika takes over. She almost pushed me to the edge of the bed. I put her back to her place and went back to my colorful dreams. Just after a while, I woke up to feed her as usual I saw she was not in her place. For a minute, I thought I was dreaming.  Now, opened my eyes wide and searched for her. Wanted to know where she rolled herself.

“Aaaaaaahhh”, there she is!!!

She was exactly opposite to where I was sleeping. One small turn could have rolled down.  Immediately, put her back on her place. Finally after feed, I thought this is the perfect time to sleep. I close my eyes and still feeling very great to sleep on my new bed. Few hours and I was awake again.

Now, I got a nice whack from her on my back. I realized pitying myself, ”Oh Dear!!! 

This happens”. Now, put her back to sleep kissed on her forehead and still felt great. I felt so good maybe because of those little eyes which is sleeping so well thinking of so many beautiful things. May be she was thinking how to climb on that chair or how to open the fridge door. I could see all the naughtiness when she was asleep.

Mothers are gifted with so much patience and tons of love for their children. They test your patience to an extent. When they say, “sorry” you forget what happened last minute. They cry but it`s sad that we cry along with them. I guess each day with your child makes you a happier person. Every day spent is unforgettable. You want to write somewhere, call someone and tell them what your kids did today or even love them more for that.  The strongest fact still remains the same which says, “Children are the biggest gift from God”. And we as parents treasure this every minute in our lives.

As they say,”When a child is born so is the mother”. 

My Sweet Baby Girl !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mamma Mamma....

I just heard a bigggggg scream from a very sweet tone. I thought something happened. I didn't bother if my blender would splatter all over my kitchen. I had to rush into Anika`s room.

I asked her,"What happened Baby?"

She says," Mamma Duppada missi...."( I could see a gloomy face there. She meant her duppata is missing).

Well, I didn't want to smile or grin there. I just said

"No Baby, It must be somewhere here". I`d ask her to go around looking for it.

Her anxious voice finally said,"Duppada Duppada Duppada" !!! and she comes running to me. It was as if she was seeing me after years (its a million dollar feeling).  Her happiness, her little discovery or her fascination that she could find it all by herself. This is absolutely priceless.

Once she got her Duppada(what she calls it), she is back with something else trying to see what else she can discover in her room or elsewhere. Little things can make such a huge difference in our lives. Their little talk, that funny walk or even their cute words which can never be forgotten and can only bring a huge smile on our face. 

It doesn`t really matter if you are tired returning back from work or if you had a bad meeting in the office. All that matters is to see your little one when you get back home. That would bring back all your lost energy. You would still tell them, "Baby, Lets play this game". 

I got my little bundle of happiness almost 2yrs back. I still feel it like a dream. Sometimes, I even ask myself if this is all real.