Like any other mom, I had hoped that I might be lucky enough to proudly say that I never face any problem in feeding my child and she eats whatever and whenever I give her. (what high hopes I had!) Alas! that's not true. She just refuses to open her mouth when she sees a spoon coming towards her. Sometimes, we don't even get to that. The very sight of the high chair makes her rebellious enough to stiffen herself and there's no way that I can put a brawling and crying baby in the seat. This has made me try different forms, textures, varieties and combinations of food for her. Some click instantly with her and some don't. Some lose their charm after a few days while some are always a good saver. Here, I share a few recipes for which she automatically opens her mouth. These are very simple and easy to make. Hoping that they work for the other moms too as they did for me!
Apple Yogurt
Take 2 slices of apple and cut them into very thin pieces.
Put them in a bowl and pour a little water.
Microwave for 20-25 seconds to make them real soft. (This may vary on the power of the microwave. The idea is to soften the apple pieces so that the baby can swallow it easily without choking up)
Let is stand for another 10 seconds.
Add 3 tbsp of yogurt and mix well!
The yummy dish is ready :)
Of course, I had started with the apples first and used to make applesauce this way. Later, she got bored of them I guess. So, added yogurt to it which she loves to eat any time.
Yummy spinach
Yep! spinach can be yummy too!! I do not make this one specially for her. Rather whenever I make palak paneer, she gets to eat this and she absolutely loves it.
Boil spinach in a pressure cooker. Just give one whistle and switch off the gas. Let the spinach get tender in the built up pressure inside.
When the cooker cools off, put the spinach in a blender and puree it.
Take a few tsp out for the baby.
Add a pinch of salt and a few drops of lemon.
And the yummy spinach is ready!!
Biscuit Delight
This one is a real savior for me when she is hungry and I do not have her usual khichdi ready.
Take half-a-biscuit (sweet, non-creamy) and break it into smaller pieces.
Pour a little milk over it.
Microwave for 30-35 seconds. (Again, this would depend on microwave and biscuit as well. The harder the biscuit, more time it takes to get soft)
Let it stand for another 10 seconds.
Mash well. If needed, add a more milk for a thinner version.
Feed the little one, who would surely smack the lips!!!
Have fun!!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Chinipie's Milestones
It's been almost 3 months now that I have given updates on Chinipie's milestones and believe me there have been so many that am sure I will not be able to recollect now. All of them are so important and have filled my heart with equal joy that I want to cherish those memories forever and to write down all of them. With each milestone she achieved, I made a mental note to myself to blog about it but, somehow, could never get down to it. Then, I assured myself that it's okay if I am not able to blog them for the most important thing is to enjoy the time with her and celebrate those milestones. And, i knew that I still have my memory buds alive and thriving so if I try hard, I will be able to remember them and write many a posts. So, here I make an attempt to write them all.. one by one may be.. and am sure if I am not able to cover all of them in this post, I will do that in the subsequent ones.
Mobility
Chinipie is surely growing confident and her hands and feet are putting a wider range of things (read all the things) in her grasps. She is surely mastering her motor skills and her mom and dad, I must add!
She has become a expert in pulling herself to a stand position and can take 4 to 5 steps with support. Though she is motivated to take this steps only on the occasions like
1. dad encourages her to walk towards mom sitting a few baby-steps away and then back to dad 2. she is standing in her crib and an object of her interest (mostly mom) is a little towards the side
3. she badly wants something which is in mom's arms exactly opposite to the side she is standing.
I am sure, it's only a matter of few more days and she would make me run around her throughout the day. I am really looking forward for that as I hope to shed some pounds consequently (I have lots of the pregnancy(?) weight on me, so to say). Yep, I have very high hopes.
Somewhere in her 7th month, when she had already perfected rolling over, she used to get on her fours but after that, she couldn't figure out what to do next and would cry until she was rescued from that position. Watching her do that, always reminded me of those Hum-Tum strips where Tum couldn't un-yoga himself from the difficult yoga poses. And, how much I tried to avoid, I couldn't stop myself from chuckling. Towards her 8th month, she was more comfortable on her fours and used to enjoy being on fours, though she could not move yet but she compensated by staying put on her knees and palms and rocking forwards and backwards with a smile. It seemed like she was enjoying this new-found activity of hers. Then on 11th of December, her efforts did bear fruits and she could move her hands and knees one by one and move ahead! This had happened after our routine morning massage, when I had left her sitting on the floor and went to the bathroom to prepare her bath. I came back to pick her up and as soon as I bent down I noticed that she was moving forward. Instantly, I moved back and encouraged her by stretching my arms and asking her to come to momma. She found this lucrative and with a chirp started crawling. It was a mix of creeping and crawling. Nevertheless, she made it to momma's waiting arms. I was so jubilant!! Now at ten and a half months, her crawl is no longer awkward but she has perfected it to match the speed of light.
She can deftly pull herself to stand grabbing hold of anything withing her arms reach. Usually it is my neck when I am squatting on the ground, sending a clear message to be lifted or my pajamas, and when she does that I have to think for a second whether the ones I am wearing had strong elastic or not before letting her do so..
Reaching Out
Chinipie is developing fine motor skills in her hands and her grasp is becoming evermore precise and her vision microscopic. She can easily beat any vacuum manufactured. Throughout the day, I have to be extra vigilant as her super microscopic eyes and fast fingers can pick the minutest of objects and find their way to her mouth. There are times when she makes momma jump with joy by using the sippy-cups and spoons for their intended use. And then, there are times when she insists on self-feeding and eats the pieces of fruits/boiled vegetables/crackers/cheese bites herself. I clearly remember the first time she had done this was just a couple of days before we had to leave for India. I was so excited that I had started boiling lots of bite size veggies for her and used to give them as an after-dinner dessert. And then, after I returned and she was starting to get better, she would open her mouth to eat only if there was something for her to self feed. I used to grab this chance to shove a few spoonfuls of cereal in her mouth. She, in fact, tried feeding herself water by putting her hands in a glass of water and was surprised when she could not grasp anything. Later she enjoyed playing with water and I had to take the glass away to minimize the mess.
Her combined use of hands and legs have made my days busier than ever as she rummages through my kitchen cabinets, shelves and refrigerator. I let her do so, even though it means extra work for me, for two reasons: one, I made sure there's nothing in those places that poses potential danger for her (and from her too, if you count out the merciless squeezing of tomatoes :) ) and two, I feel this satiates her natural curiosity and contributes to her development.
Her favourite play-things in kitchen are the colanders, baskets and empty yogurt containers. She loves putting things in and out of the colanders and baskets. Sometimes, they are used as hat and sometimes used for playing peek-a-boo. Yogurt containers keep her busy by rolling over and making her chase them. Speaking of empty containers, we can open a waste material recycling unit for my princess hates the sight of throwing them in the waste basket. They empty cereal boxes, juice bottles, jars are her favourite toys. If you have any of these you want to dispose, you can send them to us. We promise to make a good use of them by either rolling them, tasting them or eating their labels. We also love using them as drums or banging them together and always are happy to hear the various musical notes we compose.
Will be back with more updates on my little monkey.. till then have a wonderful time!
Mobility
Chinipie is surely growing confident and her hands and feet are putting a wider range of things (read all the things) in her grasps. She is surely mastering her motor skills and her mom and dad, I must add!
She has become a expert in pulling herself to a stand position and can take 4 to 5 steps with support. Though she is motivated to take this steps only on the occasions like
1. dad encourages her to walk towards mom sitting a few baby-steps away and then back to dad 2. she is standing in her crib and an object of her interest (mostly mom) is a little towards the side
3. she badly wants something which is in mom's arms exactly opposite to the side she is standing.
I am sure, it's only a matter of few more days and she would make me run around her throughout the day. I am really looking forward for that as I hope to shed some pounds consequently (I have lots of the pregnancy(?) weight on me, so to say). Yep, I have very high hopes.
Somewhere in her 7th month, when she had already perfected rolling over, she used to get on her fours but after that, she couldn't figure out what to do next and would cry until she was rescued from that position. Watching her do that, always reminded me of those Hum-Tum strips where Tum couldn't un-yoga himself from the difficult yoga poses. And, how much I tried to avoid, I couldn't stop myself from chuckling. Towards her 8th month, she was more comfortable on her fours and used to enjoy being on fours, though she could not move yet but she compensated by staying put on her knees and palms and rocking forwards and backwards with a smile. It seemed like she was enjoying this new-found activity of hers. Then on 11th of December, her efforts did bear fruits and she could move her hands and knees one by one and move ahead! This had happened after our routine morning massage, when I had left her sitting on the floor and went to the bathroom to prepare her bath. I came back to pick her up and as soon as I bent down I noticed that she was moving forward. Instantly, I moved back and encouraged her by stretching my arms and asking her to come to momma. She found this lucrative and with a chirp started crawling. It was a mix of creeping and crawling. Nevertheless, she made it to momma's waiting arms. I was so jubilant!! Now at ten and a half months, her crawl is no longer awkward but she has perfected it to match the speed of light.
She can deftly pull herself to stand grabbing hold of anything withing her arms reach. Usually it is my neck when I am squatting on the ground, sending a clear message to be lifted or my pajamas, and when she does that I have to think for a second whether the ones I am wearing had strong elastic or not before letting her do so..
Reaching Out
Chinipie is developing fine motor skills in her hands and her grasp is becoming evermore precise and her vision microscopic. She can easily beat any vacuum manufactured. Throughout the day, I have to be extra vigilant as her super microscopic eyes and fast fingers can pick the minutest of objects and find their way to her mouth. There are times when she makes momma jump with joy by using the sippy-cups and spoons for their intended use. And then, there are times when she insists on self-feeding and eats the pieces of fruits/boiled vegetables/crackers/cheese bites herself. I clearly remember the first time she had done this was just a couple of days before we had to leave for India. I was so excited that I had started boiling lots of bite size veggies for her and used to give them as an after-dinner dessert. And then, after I returned and she was starting to get better, she would open her mouth to eat only if there was something for her to self feed. I used to grab this chance to shove a few spoonfuls of cereal in her mouth. She, in fact, tried feeding herself water by putting her hands in a glass of water and was surprised when she could not grasp anything. Later she enjoyed playing with water and I had to take the glass away to minimize the mess.
Her combined use of hands and legs have made my days busier than ever as she rummages through my kitchen cabinets, shelves and refrigerator. I let her do so, even though it means extra work for me, for two reasons: one, I made sure there's nothing in those places that poses potential danger for her (and from her too, if you count out the merciless squeezing of tomatoes :) ) and two, I feel this satiates her natural curiosity and contributes to her development.
Her favourite play-things in kitchen are the colanders, baskets and empty yogurt containers. She loves putting things in and out of the colanders and baskets. Sometimes, they are used as hat and sometimes used for playing peek-a-boo. Yogurt containers keep her busy by rolling over and making her chase them. Speaking of empty containers, we can open a waste material recycling unit for my princess hates the sight of throwing them in the waste basket. They empty cereal boxes, juice bottles, jars are her favourite toys. If you have any of these you want to dispose, you can send them to us. We promise to make a good use of them by either rolling them, tasting them or eating their labels. We also love using them as drums or banging them together and always are happy to hear the various musical notes we compose.
Will be back with more updates on my little monkey.. till then have a wonderful time!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
We are back..
Very sorry, friends, for such a long gap! The blog counter tells me that you missed Chinipie and her updates and believe me, I missed you too! I missed reading your blogs and expressing my views on them, missed blogging about Chinipie and general trivia, missed getting your reactions on Chinipie's updates, missed my laptop, missed 'home', missed Cleveland and above all missed my healthy, chubby and rolly-polly Chinipie!!
In case you are wondering (which I know most of my blogger friends must be) what happened.. we had been to India and what a trip it was! Never a day went by when I was not longing to be back(much to my disbelief! Especially when I had been so much looking forward for this trip!). I had wanted to update the blog before leaving but the gift shopping spree, packing and all the hum-drum associated with a long journey with an infant gave me little time to do so. Then, I had thought I would surely post when in India... but I hardly got a chance to lay my hands on a keyboard!
India trip was long due as she was born in the US and only naani had been here for her birth. The whole extended family had been waiting to see her plus her 'mundan' had to be done. India was unusually very cold this time and Chinipie was down with cold, cough and fever throughout. Poor baby could not even eat or sleep properly because of the severe nasal congestion. Moreover, DH came back after 15 days. So in addition, she missed her dad most of the time. She would hopefully look at the door when somebody would call out 'Papa'. Towards the end of the trip, she had diarrhoea too! And the more she would suffer, more I would think that I could have delayed bringing her to India. Am glad that it's over! Am glad to be back! Even though the journey back with a sick baby who had severe cold and who kept vomiting and pooping every few minutes was difficult, especially with the two halts and the delayed flights. It was tough but manageable and we had to rush her to her paediatrician the very next day of our arrival. She lost almost two pounds and is still recovering. It is exactly a month now that we landed in Cleveland and things have started settling down. Her jet-lag, her illness, and putting back everything in place in the house (DH would, of course, disagree with this one!) plus the lack of sleep and rest left me so tired that I could not gather my spirits to sit up and write. Hence, all the more delay. But now I am back, and promise to give you all the updates. There's been so much to tell you about Chinipie. She is growing up really fast! So watch out for my next post.
Until then, I leave you with the 'taklu' Chinipie..
In case you are wondering (which I know most of my blogger friends must be) what happened.. we had been to India and what a trip it was! Never a day went by when I was not longing to be back(much to my disbelief! Especially when I had been so much looking forward for this trip!). I had wanted to update the blog before leaving but the gift shopping spree, packing and all the hum-drum associated with a long journey with an infant gave me little time to do so. Then, I had thought I would surely post when in India... but I hardly got a chance to lay my hands on a keyboard!
India trip was long due as she was born in the US and only naani had been here for her birth. The whole extended family had been waiting to see her plus her 'mundan' had to be done. India was unusually very cold this time and Chinipie was down with cold, cough and fever throughout. Poor baby could not even eat or sleep properly because of the severe nasal congestion. Moreover, DH came back after 15 days. So in addition, she missed her dad most of the time. She would hopefully look at the door when somebody would call out 'Papa'. Towards the end of the trip, she had diarrhoea too! And the more she would suffer, more I would think that I could have delayed bringing her to India. Am glad that it's over! Am glad to be back! Even though the journey back with a sick baby who had severe cold and who kept vomiting and pooping every few minutes was difficult, especially with the two halts and the delayed flights. It was tough but manageable and we had to rush her to her paediatrician the very next day of our arrival. She lost almost two pounds and is still recovering. It is exactly a month now that we landed in Cleveland and things have started settling down. Her jet-lag, her illness, and putting back everything in place in the house (DH would, of course, disagree with this one!) plus the lack of sleep and rest left me so tired that I could not gather my spirits to sit up and write. Hence, all the more delay. But now I am back, and promise to give you all the updates. There's been so much to tell you about Chinipie. She is growing up really fast! So watch out for my next post.
Until then, I leave you with the 'taklu' Chinipie..
Thursday, December 20, 2007
A day at the daycare
I just read this post and I was reminded of the day care experience of Chinipie. Had wanted to blog about it then, but as usual it took a back seat until I had completely forgotten about it. Now that I recollected the events of the day, I sat down to blog immediately.
A local daycare near DH's office was offering one free day to the employees. I guess this was a way of promoting their day care. As Chinipie loves being around kids and babies, I thought it would be a good outing for her. Also, had never been to a daycare, so was a little curious to check on one, just to see how they are. This was a good opportunity for two things in one go, so called them up and fixed the appointment. A friend of mine also joined in as we figured out that at least both the babies will play together, if nothing else works out.
On the appointed day, it wasn't the usual good bye to dad as he drove us both to the day care. The day care was clean and the manager was very friendly. Apparently, they had lost the information on the appointment and were a bit surprised when I told them that I plan to spend the day here. Nevertheless, they welcomed the idea and gave me the tour of the day care. They had different rooms for each age group and had two care-givers for each age group. The older kids were enjoying themselves. As it was the haloween time(Oct 31st), the decorations were still on. Many of the kids were in their haloween dresses too. They had a playground for the outdoor activities too. All in all, the day care looked cheerful and bright.
Finally, we went to the nursery and I left Chinipie in the playarea there. As she loves piano, I handed her one and went out. The nursery allowed babies until 18 months of age. So there, were toddlers too and as expected, she was happy to see them around. I gave instructions to the care-giver to call me if she gets very upset and came out of the nursery to the guest area. I had expected her to cry but she was so much absorbed with the babies around that she did not even notice that I was leaving the room (which anyways I had made sure by sneaking out when she was busy looking at the babies). Once or twice I peeped in the room from a window and saw her either playing with the piano or looking at the toddlers. There were these twin boys who were very active and running around in the play pen. One of them,even stepped over Chinipie to go to the other side. My heart almost skipped a beat when I saw this. But Chinipie was so busy watching them, that she did not even realize. So, I was okay. Meanwhile, my friend had arrived too and left her son in the play area. He is a few months older to Chinipie. After a while we could hear their screams in the other room that we were in. The care-giver was busy with the other babies so wasn't paying any attention to them. Here, I would like to add that I noticed that they had two care-givers for 15 babies(their maximum intake). That particular day only 10 babies were in and one care-giver was on leave. They had sent in an extra hand to help, which I very much presume was so because of us visiting. The primary person was good and constantly busy in feeding, nursing or changing diapers of the babies. No doubt, most of the times, the other babies were not being attended to. Obviously, the babies cannot get the same attention and care that they get at home from their mothers. But, seeing this broke my heart. Still, I restrained myself from going in as I knew she would have noticed by now that mom is not around. They changed her diaper (which they say they do every one hour! Even I do not change that frequently) and put her in the bouncer. She loves bouncing, so was happy for a while before she started screaming again. Both the care-givers were busy attending the other babies, so she was allowed to test her vocal chords to the highest. Meanwhile, my friend had already rescued her baby from their neglect and was busy pacifying the crying baby now. After 10 minutes of Chinipie's continuous screams, I couldn't take anymore and went to the nursery to pick her up. She stopped screaming as soon as I picked her up and started looking around happily again. As the younger babies were sleeping in their crib and the older ones were strapped in their booster chairs for the lunch, the play area was empty. My friend and I, put both our babies in there and sat down with them to play. Seeing us around, they started playing again. Chinipie pooped and had a diaper change and was beginning to get tired. My friend and I decided that the babies had enough of the day care and it won't hurt if they do not get to spend the whole day there, so called our drivers (read husbands) to drive us back to home. The care-giver apologized for not being able to spend more time with the babies as her hands was full. I completely understand her situation. She was clearly over-worked and never had a chance to sit down. Nevertheless, I was a bit surprised as I was asked by their manager to come on a Wednesday as they had lesser babies in on a Wednesday (I wonder why?!?). Anyways, our husbands had come and we were more than glad to go back home.
On our way back, DH asked my opinion and I declared that I am not sending my child in a daycare until she is ready to tramp on the other babies. The day cares might be good but I decided that my child did not need to go to one so soon. Not until she gets a bit independent. Under no circumstances, I was going to send her to one at such a tender age. Retrospecting, about it later, I realized there were both pros and cons of sending them to a day care. For one, they learn to be independent. All the toddlers in the nursery were eating by themselves. The youngest one was 13 months old who was eating with a spoon! I was really surprised to see this. But what was lacking there, was a bit of holding and cuddling the babies. And though they said they had music and reading sessions for the babies, I did not see them having any time left for those. So, for now Chinipie is just having me as her care-giver. No day-care for her now. Maybe when she is 12-13 months or 19 months (old enough not to go to a nursery) but not now!
A local daycare near DH's office was offering one free day to the employees. I guess this was a way of promoting their day care. As Chinipie loves being around kids and babies, I thought it would be a good outing for her. Also, had never been to a daycare, so was a little curious to check on one, just to see how they are. This was a good opportunity for two things in one go, so called them up and fixed the appointment. A friend of mine also joined in as we figured out that at least both the babies will play together, if nothing else works out.
On the appointed day, it wasn't the usual good bye to dad as he drove us both to the day care. The day care was clean and the manager was very friendly. Apparently, they had lost the information on the appointment and were a bit surprised when I told them that I plan to spend the day here. Nevertheless, they welcomed the idea and gave me the tour of the day care. They had different rooms for each age group and had two care-givers for each age group. The older kids were enjoying themselves. As it was the haloween time(Oct 31st), the decorations were still on. Many of the kids were in their haloween dresses too. They had a playground for the outdoor activities too. All in all, the day care looked cheerful and bright.
Finally, we went to the nursery and I left Chinipie in the playarea there. As she loves piano, I handed her one and went out. The nursery allowed babies until 18 months of age. So there, were toddlers too and as expected, she was happy to see them around. I gave instructions to the care-giver to call me if she gets very upset and came out of the nursery to the guest area. I had expected her to cry but she was so much absorbed with the babies around that she did not even notice that I was leaving the room (which anyways I had made sure by sneaking out when she was busy looking at the babies). Once or twice I peeped in the room from a window and saw her either playing with the piano or looking at the toddlers. There were these twin boys who were very active and running around in the play pen. One of them,even stepped over Chinipie to go to the other side. My heart almost skipped a beat when I saw this. But Chinipie was so busy watching them, that she did not even realize. So, I was okay. Meanwhile, my friend had arrived too and left her son in the play area. He is a few months older to Chinipie. After a while we could hear their screams in the other room that we were in. The care-giver was busy with the other babies so wasn't paying any attention to them. Here, I would like to add that I noticed that they had two care-givers for 15 babies(their maximum intake). That particular day only 10 babies were in and one care-giver was on leave. They had sent in an extra hand to help, which I very much presume was so because of us visiting. The primary person was good and constantly busy in feeding, nursing or changing diapers of the babies. No doubt, most of the times, the other babies were not being attended to. Obviously, the babies cannot get the same attention and care that they get at home from their mothers. But, seeing this broke my heart. Still, I restrained myself from going in as I knew she would have noticed by now that mom is not around. They changed her diaper (which they say they do every one hour! Even I do not change that frequently) and put her in the bouncer. She loves bouncing, so was happy for a while before she started screaming again. Both the care-givers were busy attending the other babies, so she was allowed to test her vocal chords to the highest. Meanwhile, my friend had already rescued her baby from their neglect and was busy pacifying the crying baby now. After 10 minutes of Chinipie's continuous screams, I couldn't take anymore and went to the nursery to pick her up. She stopped screaming as soon as I picked her up and started looking around happily again. As the younger babies were sleeping in their crib and the older ones were strapped in their booster chairs for the lunch, the play area was empty. My friend and I, put both our babies in there and sat down with them to play. Seeing us around, they started playing again. Chinipie pooped and had a diaper change and was beginning to get tired. My friend and I decided that the babies had enough of the day care and it won't hurt if they do not get to spend the whole day there, so called our drivers (read husbands) to drive us back to home. The care-giver apologized for not being able to spend more time with the babies as her hands was full. I completely understand her situation. She was clearly over-worked and never had a chance to sit down. Nevertheless, I was a bit surprised as I was asked by their manager to come on a Wednesday as they had lesser babies in on a Wednesday (I wonder why?!?). Anyways, our husbands had come and we were more than glad to go back home.
On our way back, DH asked my opinion and I declared that I am not sending my child in a daycare until she is ready to tramp on the other babies. The day cares might be good but I decided that my child did not need to go to one so soon. Not until she gets a bit independent. Under no circumstances, I was going to send her to one at such a tender age. Retrospecting, about it later, I realized there were both pros and cons of sending them to a day care. For one, they learn to be independent. All the toddlers in the nursery were eating by themselves. The youngest one was 13 months old who was eating with a spoon! I was really surprised to see this. But what was lacking there, was a bit of holding and cuddling the babies. And though they said they had music and reading sessions for the babies, I did not see them having any time left for those. So, for now Chinipie is just having me as her care-giver. No day-care for her now. Maybe when she is 12-13 months or 19 months (old enough not to go to a nursery) but not now!
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Xmas is here
Last Christmas, I had received an unexpected gift.. I clearly remember when, after my routine trip to empty my bladder in the middle of the night, I badly wanted to go back to sleep but couldn't as I had felt uncomfortable and errr... gassy(I think my digestive system had taken a form of big air balloon ever since my first trimester). I had tried my best to take those gas bubbles out but failed. Even after all the efforts not only did those teeny weeny bubbles had refused to come out but also kept freely moving in my belly. The more I tried, the more they refused to leave. It was then that I had realized that they are not gas bubbles but Chinipie (whom I knew as my tadpole then) had kicked me for the very first time on the Christmas eve. And as the realization dawned upon me, I had tried to wake DH up, who adamantly refused to budge from his slumber. And I forgot anything to do with the sleep. Keeping my hand on my belly, I lied down with a smile on my lips and thanking Santa for this wonderful gift! As DH had refused to wake up, Santa had made sure that he wouldn't feel those beautiful kicks until after the new year!! :) :)
Later during the pregnancy, the teeny weeny kicks grew harder and were not contained just in the belly but could be felt down till the uterus and up till the ribs. And my tadpole loved her exercises so much that she not only kicked but fisted and banged her mommy with her head as well!! And there were times, when they were so many simultaneously throughout the bulging tummy that it was difficult to tell which ones were the kicks, the fists or the head-banging! Most of the day, she would keep her tiny feet stuck in my left ribs though. I could even feel her little toes and often, used to tell DH that our tadpole doesn't know how to unstuck herself! But one thing, that we knew for sure that our tadpole was going to be a hyper-active child given the way she used her all her limbs!! Am glad, we were not wrong!
This Christmas, my active tadpole uses her limbs to CRAWL! That's right! There's still some time to Xmas but the holiday season has begun and I would consider this as an early Christmas gift from Santa. It's been a week now that she follows me everywhere in the house and my heart knows no joy when hearing me calling her, with a chuckle she comes as fast as she can to me. It started 3-4 days before the 11th of dec, when after her usual massage, I left her on the floor to prepare her a bath and always found her crying loud stuck in the crawling position on her limbs. It was like she had wanted to follow me but couldn't or may be, she was distraught by what she could or could not accomplish. Everytime, I would rescue her, either when her crying would grow too loud or when she would give up and fall on her back crying. But, last Tuesday, when I came back to take her for the bath, she was moving forward on her fours with a "uuuuuuuuuu"!! I had almost bent down to pick her up when I realized she is crawling. I stopped and took a few steps backwards and she followed me with "uuuuuuuuu". I made her follow me until the bathroom door and finally picked her up and kissed her. She, too, was very happy with this new found mobility. Since then, it has become our routine, the speed and agility increasing each day. Initially, she used to lie at my feet to be picked up. Since past two days, she sits on her tiny bumchis when she reaches me. I know, soon she would be be grabbing my pajamas and trying to stand up!!
My tadpole still likes to kick around though her favourite activity now-a-days is crawling. With her hands, she doesn't fist but waves good bye, especially to Daddy when she is done playing with him. Yep! we have this little ritual everyday, when Daddy goes to office, he waves her good-bye (we actually started this after re-watching 'Baby's Day Out' around 3 months back). Last month, she had started raising her hand a bit. Now, she has figured out that when she waves good-bye to Daddy, he leaves the house. So, now it's waving goodbye all the time to him! When mommy enters the room, it's goodbye(*action) time; when daddy irritates (read kisses, rubs his face, hugs tight) a lot, it's goodbye (*action) time, and for no reason again, it's goodbye (*action) time! She does that with a smile on her face. It's such an adorable sight. Both of us burst out with laughter when she does that. In fact, just to see her wave goodbye, on purpose, he irritates her!!
Did I mention, this thanksgiving she learned to clap? Yep, we were in the mall wehn daddy taught her how to clap. She loved clapping so much that she kept doing it all the time for about a week. Later on, she loved waving goodbye so much that she forgot all about clapping. All our efforts to show her how to clap went in vain as she would start waving good bye to us. But last night, she herself started clapping again to my relief!
So these were my gifts this year! What else can I ask from Santa? But since, Santa is being so kind, I take this chance to make a wish. Santa, I always have wanted to see my parents happy and lead a comfortable life. They have made so many sacrifices for us that it's time for them to relax. But, some things keep on happening that even at this age, their lives is not smooth and have to face so much. Though, they would strongly disagree with me and still say that they are content with their lives. Can you take all the troubles away from their lives??
Later during the pregnancy, the teeny weeny kicks grew harder and were not contained just in the belly but could be felt down till the uterus and up till the ribs. And my tadpole loved her exercises so much that she not only kicked but fisted and banged her mommy with her head as well!! And there were times, when they were so many simultaneously throughout the bulging tummy that it was difficult to tell which ones were the kicks, the fists or the head-banging! Most of the day, she would keep her tiny feet stuck in my left ribs though. I could even feel her little toes and often, used to tell DH that our tadpole doesn't know how to unstuck herself! But one thing, that we knew for sure that our tadpole was going to be a hyper-active child given the way she used her all her limbs!! Am glad, we were not wrong!
This Christmas, my active tadpole uses her limbs to CRAWL! That's right! There's still some time to Xmas but the holiday season has begun and I would consider this as an early Christmas gift from Santa. It's been a week now that she follows me everywhere in the house and my heart knows no joy when hearing me calling her, with a chuckle she comes as fast as she can to me. It started 3-4 days before the 11th of dec, when after her usual massage, I left her on the floor to prepare her a bath and always found her crying loud stuck in the crawling position on her limbs. It was like she had wanted to follow me but couldn't or may be, she was distraught by what she could or could not accomplish. Everytime, I would rescue her, either when her crying would grow too loud or when she would give up and fall on her back crying. But, last Tuesday, when I came back to take her for the bath, she was moving forward on her fours with a "uuuuuuuuuu"!! I had almost bent down to pick her up when I realized she is crawling. I stopped and took a few steps backwards and she followed me with "uuuuuuuuu". I made her follow me until the bathroom door and finally picked her up and kissed her. She, too, was very happy with this new found mobility. Since then, it has become our routine, the speed and agility increasing each day. Initially, she used to lie at my feet to be picked up. Since past two days, she sits on her tiny bumchis when she reaches me. I know, soon she would be be grabbing my pajamas and trying to stand up!!
My tadpole still likes to kick around though her favourite activity now-a-days is crawling. With her hands, she doesn't fist but waves good bye, especially to Daddy when she is done playing with him. Yep! we have this little ritual everyday, when Daddy goes to office, he waves her good-bye (we actually started this after re-watching 'Baby's Day Out' around 3 months back). Last month, she had started raising her hand a bit. Now, she has figured out that when she waves good-bye to Daddy, he leaves the house. So, now it's waving goodbye all the time to him! When mommy enters the room, it's goodbye(*action) time; when daddy irritates (read kisses, rubs his face, hugs tight) a lot, it's goodbye (*action) time, and for no reason again, it's goodbye (*action) time! She does that with a smile on her face. It's such an adorable sight. Both of us burst out with laughter when she does that. In fact, just to see her wave goodbye, on purpose, he irritates her!!
Did I mention, this thanksgiving she learned to clap? Yep, we were in the mall wehn daddy taught her how to clap. She loved clapping so much that she kept doing it all the time for about a week. Later on, she loved waving goodbye so much that she forgot all about clapping. All our efforts to show her how to clap went in vain as she would start waving good bye to us. But last night, she herself started clapping again to my relief!
So these were my gifts this year! What else can I ask from Santa? But since, Santa is being so kind, I take this chance to make a wish. Santa, I always have wanted to see my parents happy and lead a comfortable life. They have made so many sacrifices for us that it's time for them to relax. But, some things keep on happening that even at this age, their lives is not smooth and have to face so much. Though, they would strongly disagree with me and still say that they are content with their lives. Can you take all the troubles away from their lives??
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