Growing up ….

Today I declare my kid is grown up( she has been proclaiming that for a while now)…The reason …she got her first homework from school! Actually correction- we got first homework…WE were the ones collecting pictures with words starting A and S and she was supervisor…Good start though, completed on time and moreover did not forget to do it altogether :) it was not that bad- we started with cutting pictures from newpapers and magazines and then soon ran out of words…the newspaper would not have good pictures of ANT or SPOON for that matter…then the ever-helpful Google came for rescue..what would this world be without Google!!!

Going to school has been a milestone. Actually we never thought it would be- as she has been going to same campus as day care for close to 2 years now. But the kid realized the transition and started the usual process- first denial (I'm not going to class room- wanna go to day care), then acceptance (she rattles bunch of new names for friends now) and now demands -she has got a new bag for school , needs to be dressed well always and needs to look good.

I think the kids are growing too fast in this age- I already think I have a teenager in my home..she wants all the independence- she wants to do all the things herself(although she becomes small baby as per her convenience- like when bored of walking or bored of eating)- decides for herself, what color bag she wants, what dress should be put on, who should give her bath- and boy , you can not treat her like a small baby- she would throw a fit if you call her small baby!! Did I mention the fashion? She already knows that pyjama should not worn with frock and you should put same color hair clips as your dress! The other day I found her using her crayon as "lipstick" and then she taught her mom i.e. me also how to put it…God knows where they learn this all from!! But apart from that she still wants to be loved and hugged…don’t know how long we will have this privilege though… real teenagers wouldnot want anywhere within 5 feet of their parents :)

The growing phase in the kid- though it is lot more fun-it is not that easy for me as parent…it took me a while to accept her independence from the stage of infancy when she was fully dependant on me…to communicate, to feed, to sleep…it is still hard for me …hubby seems to be taking it chill though :) we seem to take our kids for granted and when they exhibit characteristics other than expected one , we try to correct them rather than correcting expectation…guess there lot more room for improvement :) We are also growing up as parent along with kids ...

All this while one thing is very sure I appreciate my mom each passing day….it must be equally difficult if not more to bring me up the way she did:)

Yes- you read it right..this is yet another blog..yet another person joins the web to write..to share :)
So here I am..reader, movie buff, working in killer corporate and yes, a mother of one..so am working mother but not super-mom as most of them are- perfect mothers, perfect at work , look gorgeous and have all the time for husband and may be friends too. I, on the other hand, struggle to fit all the things in 24 hours, yell at office and at home(no discrimination, you see), get stressed out when maid takes off and cant remember last time had romantic date at leisure with husband

I have been mother for almost 3 years now and boy, what a journey it has been…
I have a perfect daughter- so no wall in my house is unscrubbed/uncolored, is very fussy about food, throws tantrum at denial and turns a super-shy and coy in front of others . She is the kind of kid you take home to your mom and ask- what did I do to get this one? And answer would most probably be - you reap what you sow :)

About her chatter- oh she loves to sing and talk. All the nursery rhymes , songs , some gibberish talk, talking to her doll, imaginary baby ..its almost 24x7 full-on entertainment. She was just 1 and half, we were going by the car and she was singing something sitting in my lap. I realized that the tune does not match any of known rhymes and paid attention- realized it was new song composed and the words were "green color pyjama"(one she was wearing..) I was so relieved, I was assured of career for my daughter , come what may, career as hindi song lyricist. She is still keeping up hope- almost 20% of her rhymes can not be found on web/books, in most cases I cant even recognize language so most likely she has widened her horizon.

There are instances like this, when she comes to me and whispers I love you in my ears (hubby taught her), when I am feeling down/upset, she hugs and gives a peck and says now you will be alright..talks sweet things..look at me in complete awe when I'm telling her stories…suddenly come along touches my cheek and says "pyarisi mummy"….all of this makes it all worthwhile..isnt it all we wanted in life, to be loved and be loved unconditionally?

Oh god, I know I don’t say this many a times and definitely not enough times…thank you…thank you for blessing me with a joy called motherhood!