"Child is father of the man"

Today I was talking about different kind of occupations to my 3 year old...Like what does a baker do,a teacher,a doctor,a engineer...out of curiosity my little one asked what does papa do? I answered,"He is an engineer".To which my question bank questioned me next," Mama, I don't see his tools, so what kind of engineer is he? I said," he is a software engineer"...She took a deep breath and said," Ahha"...I thought what did she think and gave in this sigh .So I asked her ,"did you get it ?" And indeed she was right ,as per standard ,she said me one who works with laptops,computers...Then somehow in the middle of our conversation I said her that I too am a S/W engineer...She just giggled and laughed and kept me saying " No Mama" repeatedly..This time it was me who was curious what was in her mind, so I questioned her ,"Hey little one , why are you laughing? "She answered to me like a flash of lighting that "It's big guys job to go to office and work.Papa is a big guy."I explained to her that I worked too and went to an office too .But then I wanted to have lots of fun with her at home, so I stopped going to office...Then my question bank questions " Will I go back to work when she is big and can do stuffs on her own?"Without any thought or a pause I answered " Yes Dear."I never ever thought that this was coming from her( quoting her exact lines),"Mama mama everyone is big enough big enough to do something( some rhyme by her favorite cartoon character, Daniel Tiger) but but I don't want to grow big now.You and I have so much fun all the time (..she paused...then...) Thank you Mama for staying at home and taking care of me.I love you."

 I was spell bound and my heart and eyes got heavy...The tears that rolled down were tears of joy and I felt happy seeing her what she is growing up to,how compassionate...

 Actually lived the statement (for that moment),"Child is the father of man".Everyone, me no exception to it, come across such situations every now and then.But we just tend to overlook the fact .But that day it just hit the right chord and I still hear the echo within myself.

Bless you my dear child...Praying the Almighty to help her always to keep THE INNOCENCE ,THE SIMPLICITY entacted,no matter what...

What Will I Miss, Being Pregnant???

I wrote this post a while back and enjoy reading it now...Hope you enjoy it too...

Now that I was nearing the end of the pregnancy. Little Cupcake could come any time in the next month, but I’m expecting her to be on the later end. Let me see if she starts out by living up to my expectations. I have mixed emotions about the end of this stage. Many people ask me if I’m ready for it to be over. At this point I’m not, but I’m also excited for the birth. Since I know the end of the pregnancy is inevitable, I made a list of things that I’ll miss about it. Maybe I can use this list to motivate me if I decide to do this again.  

Hair – Thank you pregnancy hormones. I can’t really say for sure that my hair is fuller, but man it looks pretty. So either it really is fuller and healthier or the hormones actually have the effect of making me delusional. Either way, I’m happy.

Long finger nails – Apparently, pregnancy hormones can increase growth in your nails. Nice! My nails are so flimsy that they break easily and then I have short boyish nails for a while. They still break a lot, but now they grow back so fast I only have short or uneven nails for a couple days. Of course, I don’t enjoy the extra maintenance involved in trimming my toenails, especially since it’s tough to reach them, but it’s worth it if I finally get to have girly hands.

Feeling less guilty about taking care of myself – This one probably shouldn’t be on this list. I should never feel guilty about taking care of myself, but I do. I also know that if I continue to take care of myself after the birth, I’ll be creating a healthier environment for our baby and I’ll be better able to attend to others’ needs when I’m needed. Therefore, I’ll miss having an obvious physical reason for taking care of myself, but I’m also going to work every day to remember that I don’t need an excuse to address my own needs.

People being nice and offering help – When I was at the grocery store the other day a woman saw me lifting my baggages and asked if I needed help because I had a bundle up front. I didn’t need help at the moment since I was using it as an opportunity to practice squatting, but it was so nice of her to offer. Sometimes it can be a little embarrassing when people offer to help, but it’s so heart-warming and builds my faith in random strangers.

Ultrasounds – It’s like we get to spy on the baby when she thinks we’re not looking. That’s right, cutie pie, we saw you playing,rolling,twisting. You didn’t know you were being filmed, huh? We even have pictures that we can use to embarrass you at your wedding. We’re gonna be great parents then.

Always knowing where my kid is – Right now, I have a decent amount of control over her safety. I know where she is at all times, she can’t run out into traffic, and I can step into the other room without worrying what she’ll get into becauses he has to come with me. Thinking about trying to keep track of a toddler is scary.And then when she is a teenager and comes home late I can say,”You were so much easier to keep track of in utero!..Its really tough now."

No crying or fussing – Sure, sometimes she can get pretty squirmy, but I’m still able to sleep through it. It’s easy to provide for her needs when the umbilical cord takes care of most of them automatically. Learning to decipher her cries could be tricky. 

Being told I’m a superhero for doing the most basic things – I get the general sense that people think it’s great that I’m up walking around. Maybe there are too many horror stories floating around that imply being pregnant equals months of pain and misery. I do feel lucky that I’m not on bed rest and that my many aches are manageable.

The anticipation – She’s been hanging out with me for months, but I have very little idea what she looks like and almost no clues as to her personality. I’ll be happy to find out, but I’ll miss that excitement that comes before opening the present. 

Having a cute (huge) belly that makes people smile.

And as a bonus…. 1 thing I won’t miss:

Peeing in a cup before every doctor’s appointment – There are a lot of them!