The little boy who turned 3!

10/21/2009 11 comments

Yes and so he did. On the 19th. Nothing fancy since he had already celebrated his turning 3 on Diwali day amidst a gathering of friends who included Kodi’s mom with Kodi, Plane and Bappa and of course Saranya and Arun. Thank you to both for making it a good party.

What has changed? He has turned into this amazingly talkative child in a matter of a couple of months and the things that he can talk about, baffles me to no end. His teacher(s) comment about his dramatic improvement in his vocabulary and I do have to agree with them. It’s too much man on somedays. He is also developing to be a very sensitive, observant, loving child. I am not sure, if this sensitivity is common of this age, but, it is both heartwarming and heartbreaking depending upon the situation. He has also started to keep his love for other people to himself and pretends that he is all mature and not into expressing his love and yet at times, it overfills him, that it has to come gushing out that it can topple you over. Yep! He gets all physical with his love….he will come running to you to give you the best of the hug and kiss. He can also let you know what he is thinking without air brushing it. Like when his class teacher was playing an alphabet game int he class, he sat in his chair and observed her for a whole minute or 2 and proclaimed, “Silly Ms.J” with all the head shaking accompanied. Now, that is his favorite word…anything you do, you will be called silly and to your face. All I can do is, roll my eyes behind his back and ask him to please not say that.  Other than these, he loves to draw….balloons and only balloons. Depending on his mood, they either have a sad, happy or frowny face. And he is writing N for Naren…upside down. Hey! he is trying at least 🙂  Eating…let’s not even go there. Because then it will be time for su-su and potty or tummy aches that can never be treated, even by his Dr.A. Enough said, huh? This phase shall pass too.  His school has started a music, art and worship day. For the first time yesterday, he sang the Do re me….and pretended to play the hand bells. That was very moving to hear him sing. As for worship, he is doing alright there. The only prayer that has stuck with him is the “Thank you for the food we eat”. Isn’t it ironical?  The other thing that  is, he is starting to worry a lot about what he wears. He has this pre conceived notion about which clothes are to be worn at home, to school, to the temple, to parties and so on…right down to the underwear. And you change one thing, and he will make sure you change it to his liking, with all that it takes…be it whining or crying or lovingly. And he will make sure to call me silly.

Now, did you think for a minute what an angel of a child he is? Wait, wait…I won’t allow you to leave this page, without you knowing about his other face. It’s terrible and scary. In just a matter of a second, he can transform into this uncontrollable, fiery tempered moron, who will bring the roof down with this screaming and back to his normal self (if you can call it that). All in the bat of an eyelid. Especially in the public. We are dealing with this nonsense. Sometimes, gently and sometimes the time honored way of a whack on his bottom.

No matter the temper tantrums or his pretending to be sick in the middle of a meal time, he is the one child (brat?) that I have been bestowed upon with. And he and I share this bond, that I do not want to share with anyone, including his Appa. This is our special bond, despite the quarrels (of course we do) and raised voices and silent tears and “I don’t like/love you’s”  the love I have for him is immeasurable. Children have a way of showing you that you can love someone unconditionally and be loved back a 1000 fold. I am not good with words when it comes to Naren, but, he is an amazing child who is teaching me so many new things and to look at this world through a set of new eyes. With him, every single day is a view through a kaleidoscope…..colourful and different with each turn. I leave you with a recent pic, since the camera is with a friend and will upload the photos soon.

Just click on the pics to see it bigger.

Memories from the ’80s

09/17/2009 17 comments

Recently my brother took a trip to India with his little daughter and brought back one very beautiful memory with him. It is a picture of a picture from the ’80s with all of us kids and our mom, taken in the most favorite place on earth…the house that we lived in, until I was about 10yrs. Though I don’t remember my early days in it, I do remember some funny incidents and all the fun and play we had in it. Until we moved to the current house my dad still lives in, we did not own a TV and I think those were the most happiest days  I remember as a family. It is very ironic that I associate the TV to the most happiest and most shocking days of my life (more about this later). I always have a smile on my face when I think of that house, though when compared to the current life that I lead, it seems very backward and simple yet very happy. How I miss that house. Anyways, I share the photo with you all.

 

 Childhood memory

Photo info : L-R: Brother, Mom, Elder brother with none other than me as a baby on his lap, Sister.

I thank my brother for this photo and I can’t wait to share it with Naren (with details) when he can understand it. He saw it and refused to believe that it is me…he thinks it is him!!!

The alphabet tag

09/12/2009 3 comments

My very first tag in the new blog and has anyone noticed that there aren’t many tags going around these days as they used to be? Or did I miss anything? Anyways, for this tag, I thank dear Trish and she says, do it using  “the first alphabet of your child’s name”. Since my child’s name starts with “N”, here we go….

1. What is your(child’s) name: Naren

2. A four Letter Word: Need (which is the word of choice these days at home for the 3yr old)

3. A boy’s Name: Naren

4. A girl’s Name: Niveditha/Nakshathra

5. An occupation: Nurse

6. A color: Navy blue/Neon pink or green

7. Something you wear: Necklace

8. A food: Nachos/Noodles/Nuggets.

9. Something found in the bathroom: Nail file

10. A place:New Zealand

11. A reason for being late: Not enough sleep/ Naren was crying (this one sounds more plausible)

12. Something you shout: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! (this was the easiest)

13. A movie title: Naan Kadavul

14. Something you drink: Neer more (watered down buttermilk – room temp please on a hot sunny day).

15. A musical group: Am going to say songs instead…Nakka Mukka from Kadhalil Vizhunthen (it was a fav of the boy when he was in India).

16. An animal: Narwhal(I learnt this name from the boy….didn’t know, infact never heard of it before).

17. A Street name: Northup Way

18. A type of car: Nissan

19. A song title: Narumugaiye narumugaiye from the movie Iruvar.

20. A verb: Negotiate (which is what we do all the time in our house).

Let’s see…who should I tag??? How about

Abha

Dottie

This tag wasn’t as easy to complete…somethings Iwas stumped. Has to google some of them for ideas.

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Pure magic…

09/02/2009 4 comments

…is when an almost 3yr old jumps up with glee and shouts, “Rajini uncle” upon seeing the Superstar’s song and imitating his style. I swear we did not influence him in any which way…just allowed him to watch the video after he had listened to the audio many times. When he saw the song he asked who the person in it was and I mentioned Rajini’s name and there is no looking back at the way the boy looks at him with such adoring eyes. Wow! I was totally blown away by this adoration simply because of the way the man can influence even an almost 3yr old. Purely magic!!!!

Here’s the video:

The weekend

08/31/2009 6 comments

We watched 2 movies over this weekend…if you are thinking that we don’t do anything better….no, we were watching it in bits and pieces for a week almost and finally finished it this weekend. Saw “Seven Pounds” and “Kandasamy”.

Seven Pounds –  Starring Will Smith, it is the story of a man who commits suicide as redemption for an earlier act of his, which results in the death of 7 people. So he sets out to find 7 other deserving people to receive his body parts and in the process kind of falls in love with a woman to whom he gives away his heart – literally. She receives his heart, ‘coz her’s is failing. A slightly disturbing kind of movie, since I am not a big supporter of suicide, whatever the reason. At least the directors, opted to kill Smith using his pet jelly fish and not in a gruesome manner. That was the only saving grace in my opinion. Otherwise, an OK movie, though the timing of the release of the movie intrigues me. It was released mid Dec ’08 which happens to be the holiday season and has a high suicide rate around that time. To release such a movie then I think was irresponsible.

Kandasamy – what can I say? This much….we personally felt that Shreya should have been the one in the rooster/hen costume, since she had everything to her advantage – haircut, looks and such. But, I do love her complexion… the songs were a total hit even before the movie was released. We were watching the “Allegra” song, when Naren looked up for a few seconds and said, “Amma, unga dress bigga irrukku. Allegra auntykku konjam kudunga” (Amma your dress is big. Give a part of it to Allegra aunty). That should say it all I guess. Another irresponsible movie, which I personally think is very much in the league of Shankar’s movies like Gentleman, Sivaji, Mudalvan(?) and Anniyan.

Did some retail therapy. Bought some clothes for myself and absolutely nothing for the hubby and child. This was for me and only me. I mean I buy clothes once a year or so, after I clean out my old ones. It is a good feeling to buy new ones. Am still looking for a good pair of footwear. I have a few specifications and so far none matches it. I will continue to look.

Cleaned the house a good deal. Our bedroom, Naren’s room, all bathrooms and the kitchen are clean. I still have one more bedroom and the living room to deal with. These 2 are totally not under my jurisdiction as of now.  We laid out the bath mats to air out in the sun and since it was warm and sunny, we had left the back door open and I think sometime in the afternoon, the neighbors cat, walked into the house and found a cozy corner in the dark bedroom. We didn’t see or hear the thing. After we got done with dinner and cleaned out and were spacing out, out of the corner of my eyes, saw a black shape slithering and I for a minute thought it was a snake. My screams should have flushed out the entire neighborhood, if not for the closed windows. Man…the next 30mins were pure torture with the cat hiding out in the unlikeliest spaces possible and Bala trying to shoo it out, with me screaming (I don’t like cats…never liked them…never ever) and in all this confusion Naren wet his pants and wanted to be taken care of immediately. Not knowing where the darn cat was, I couldn’t move or shut up. Finally Bala found the thing curled up under the guest room cot and shooed it away with a broom stick. If only I can lay my hands on it.

Anyways, that was the weekend and am glad it was interesting and not bland. I hope all you people had a good weekend and got around to doing some fun stuff. We are having some last few weeks of sunshine and planning on absorbing as much Vit D as possible and then it will all be gone, until next year.

And of course, it was my birthday last week. I am now officially 29yrs of age. B bought home a surprise cake, which the boy bored holes into with his fingers and when I did get to cut it, it was like Swiss cheese on the inside. He also promptly took away the card and the money in it and claimed it was his and when I asked him later, what his gift was for me, he said “I gave you the money, no?” Tut, tut. What a child. We also went for a dinner, though I didn’t want to since it being a weekday and all…but B insisted and so we went….a not so quiet dinner, with the boy announcing loudly to everyone who cared to listen that is was my birthday and that they should sing for me. Luckily that was prevented and we rushed through it and made it home, with his dinner in a box. In hindsight, I guess, I should have been happy, but I now am thinking about the innocence of the little heart.

Please do pray for something for us. We are facing some unsure situation as of now and when it is alright, I will let you know it is about…but, I will say one thing. It is NOT about babies. Something else. Send a prayer when you have a second and for that I will eternally be thankful.

My son, the sumallist!

08/21/2009 5 comments

By the term sumallist, I don’t mean to say that Naren is a minimalist. He is so very far from that in truth. For him the need to buy something new every single week or even every single day is pretty high. Now, this is not because he is spoilt (maybe a tad bit), but because of the curious nature of this age (I am hoping). He really doesn’t understand money…not that I expect him to, but the fascination is mostly upon the object he is interested in. Take for example the story of Thomas the tank engine. It all started with a pair of those soft shoes, the kind that one wears at home. We bought it, because that was the only model that carried his size. And so the fascination began. He wanted Thomas train tracks, because now he could identify the grinning faced thing on the shelves. So the tracks came followed by Thomas’s friends since Thomas was “sad” being alone (I swear the boy said that) and in came James and Percy. And then a trip to the Thomas train affair where another round of buying Salty and Percy happened. Things quietened a bit. Then came the time to move to his own room! He said, arms crossed, “will go only with Thomas blanket” accompanied by a little pout and pooling of the eyes. Dad being dad, sent Mamma to the store with the boy to do the same and when mother and son came out of the store, the boy was all smiles, since he managed to lay his hands on a Thomas shaped arm pillow or more like a crib mate.

Now, why did I call him a sumallist in the title? ‘Coz everytime he needed a Thomas or his pals, he would say, “Amma please Amma…oru sumall Percy/oru sumall blah blah blah”. But in reality he would want the biggest offering in the store. Now if only I could get that darn grinning Thomas and the extremely happy boy to shift their bases to the crib, I would be the most contended person.

 

One can wish for the sumall things in life, can’t I?

Clip, clip, chop, chop.

07/21/2009 4 comments

Off went the hair. For the past 3yrs (that is, I cut my hair once a year) I have been growing and cutting my hair to donate it to the organization that makes wigs for people undergoing chemo. It is an amazing feeling knowing that what you could grow without any great effort, could be a great confidence booster for those people who already are going through something so very life altering. I have worked on the chemo floor of a hospital and have seen first hand the ravages of this treatment. Many live and many die, but even for that short time it brings so much happiness to these people when they are fitted for a wig.

I am happy to know that I could something for other people. Everytime I grow my hair, there are times when I feel ready to take the scissors to the hair, because I can’t stand the sweating and the caring for that hair. But I reassure me, that all that is for a reason and someone will thank me when they wear that wig. So it is now my promise to myself that I will grow my hair for that someone.

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