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Friday, June 29, 2007

when baby was just about few days, i sent out greetings to my beloved ones with this poem that is posted below....

This little tiny baby
Was sent from God above
To fill our hearts with happiness
And touch our lives with love
He must have known
We'd give our all
And always do our best
To give our precious baby love
And be grateful and so blessed

shes 8Th months now, i cant help but to jot down how shes the princess of our lives... with all our attention and focus on her but that's not a problem.tries to eat up everything she lays her eyes upon and even a fraction of second is too less for that move of hers to get her into trouble! my eyes in every direction... one two the right and one to the left but no, i cant let her away from my eyes.

she drags herself around the place and when you look at her, she smiles giving that "no mamma am not into naughtiness, am just trying to get myself to crawl".now doesn't that imaginary explanation sound so convincing??

ah, know what? shes just recently started to imitate me... i cough, she follows... i say no no, she follows but this time in action... i squeeze my eyes and stick my tongue out, she does that too... oh my god! that something so mesmerizing that i have to reward her with a kiss and hug each time.

her diet this month is a baby food(cerealac), milk and a preparation made of rice and dal(khichdi).. will introduce more nutritious foods for her this month as shes just began to relish the regular ones.

did i tell you, she has cut her four teeth but no problem with her during the time, as I'd heard stories about babies being troublesome and sick.i didn't even realize she was teething until i saw two white, stone alike peeping at me but now its four.i guess, every baby is different and shes unique!!

lots more coming up from baby and my life, dont miss it.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

That, dear friends was my first post to have been put down in words, the words of a mother who had been in never ending joy from the moment she had a view of her dream... baby Alisha is my dream come true and i am so proud to be her mother.have you taken a look at her? what innocent eyes she has and did you see her beautiful face? her features are truly so mesmerizing and she has captured the hearts of all those who know her.

for instance her brother, hes loves nothing but to be around and play with her.her father, nothing in the world can bring a smile upon his lips even when hard times come our way.his aunt and uncles, all go GA GA over her pretty looks and as for me, i am not in this world even till now... yes am flying so very high but even the sky has no limits to bring me back

you think i ain't going to return? this is my world, nishas world and fun is what am about to bring to my viewers... just wait and watch how baby and me, will draw each one of you back here.

are you coming back?????

Monday, June 25, 2007

The introduction of my life and family.

Alisha completed 8Th months on the 18Th of June
Shes so playful, lively and full of curiousness to know about each object or thing which she puts into her mouth and gets me all worried and worked up.

When she was born, my doll was so tiny her little toes and fingers were so cute and pink and so very delicate just like cotton when touched...

I can still remember not having my pains even on the day I was given the due date, which put me into a tension that what would happen to me. I used to have my family at every point of time beside me monitoring my health, watching for every sign of my labour so that they could get organized and rush me to the nursing home but even then everything went smoothly without any signs surfacing. I had visited the nursing home on the day before the due day but was told to come only in emergency so I returned home all convinced that everything was ok. One week passed but nothing came up so I landed back to the nursing which followed by a firing by the doctors who told me that I was at risk of having a c section which I didn’t want at any cost. Got admitted to wait for the coming excitement but tension and fear built up in me.

Three days later i was then blessed with the dream of my life, my darling and sweetheart, my baby girl...

Oh how I could have screamed my life out at the sight of her, the feeling that came within me is inexpressible really. It seemed I had been granted a boon which I had always wished for. My happiness knew no bounds and as I waited in exertion to have a better view of my girl I was made to rest for the time being. When I regained strength I found her near me. Oh I was so excited to touch her tender skin. I just couldn't stop myself from admiring her as she looked so beautiful and so fair, like the Chinese babies. Her cheeks were so pinkish red and eyes so tiny. As she moved her fingers I tried to play with them but she clenched her fist with my fingers in them and I just smiled each time with a joy within.

The first person to see my doll was her father, he did have a hard day and night awaiting the arrival and now he was so excited to see her. In his heart he knew that she was my dream and that’s what made us much more prouder and happier and longed for the four of us to be together. Of course all this while, my son of seven years was at home and he was aware a sibling was on the way for him, a sister he admired b4 she entered the world through my tummy! my other family members were also excited and I remember I had the most amount of visitors in the nursing home. Each one showered us with gifts of love and blessing and opinions of who she resembled. In my heart I knew my baby was the most beautiful thing to me and her beauty to me was undoubtedly an exception and so inexpressive.

The 5 next days in the nursing home after delivery I spent looking after her,admiring and loving her after all this was the moment that I always wished for.

After 5 days, I returned home to my daily routine life but this time it was much more busier. Days passed with her nappy changing and sleepless nights sometimes she was so troublesome, sometimes she just slept away.

Both we parents took great care to see that the jealousy between siblings weren’t the cause for any harm to the baby. But Aryan was always caring and kissing the baby almost throughout the day only when at times he got a feeling of jealousy and used to show a sad face and throw up a tantrum. I couldn't give him much time coz the baby needed my whole attention, but he was so understanding sometimes helping me in every way he could but that mischievous always there.

Time passed…………….

Everyone says my baby is beautiful."Your baby should be a model," is what i hear from the time shes born. Can this really be true, can i fulfil my dreams? time is running out and nothing been done for i think it will be a pressure on her, is this the right decision or any other suggestions?

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