Life at 25 weeks pregnant with baby number 2.

It’s only when I look at photos of myself, that I realise just  how pregnant I look now— & so I should when I’m almost at my third trimester! It’s all well and friends telling me how much he is growing, but you don’t quite see it when you’re looking down at your belly everyday! He’s getting big now though, isn’t he? I love having a big bump to show off. I’m quite surprised just how bulbous I am, to be honest! I usually put weight on my arms and love-handles, so I was convinced I would generally be quite round throughout pregnancy, so it’s great that I don’t look like an enormous lump! There’s still time yet though— I’m starting to get hungry so quickly. It’s hard to fight the urge to “eat for two”!

He’s moving / kicking / elbowing / punching me daily now and doesn’t shy away from his dad trying to feel him now either! He seems to love it when I lay down, although luckily he’s not quite strong enough to disturb my sleep just yet. It’s his opportunity to play and use my womb as an adventure playground. I finally managed to capture him on video last night, making my belly ripple around. It’s so bizarre to see and feel, especially when I put my hands on my tummy and feel his head / bum when he rolls over! I can’t wait to be able to define what body part it is that I’m feeling.
My backache is really starting to kick in now, probably not helped by our spring mattress! But a hot watter bottle always comes to my rescue:)

As for Amaira, shes doing good, getting active and like everybody else waiting for her liile baby brother to pop out soon...just hope all goes well..mumma will be coming to help me with the new born and I intend to keep her with me for at least 6 months..at every stage of my life, mum makes me realise how dependent Im on her for everything...love her loads...

Planning my 2nd..

So here we are now, planning our secong baby..I think we both are ready for one now, well ideally we wanted to have the baby a little sooner so that its easier to raise siblings that are close in age and that ways they’ll become bosom buddies!! But were in a delima about juggling newborn nappies with the terrible twos!!

Anyways got myself the Tesco Ovulation kit which was suggested by a friend. It seems alright as far as it tells you the exact day of your ovulation, but didn't work for us this time...so in the coming cycle we will not just rely on the ovulation day. Im so looking forward to getting pregnant again and having a lil bro/sis for Amaira..I guess that will complete our family..Hope we wont miss it this month...fingers crosses...xoxo...

List of words Amaira's able to speak at 17 months

Mama
Papa
nana
dada
dudu
pani
susu
potey
baby
bbye
hello
happy
two
hand
keem (cream)
oil
face wa (face wash)
Brush
baar( bahar)
bow wow (Dog)
Kaw kaw (bird)
Duck
Chimpa ( chimpanzy)
Guy( Cow)
Fish
Horse
peeeg(pig)
bear
sheep
elephant
chicken
Malam (garam)
naam naam (bath time)
Come
Baloon
bubbaa ( bubble)
Ball
na na (NO)
appa (apple)
Manana(banana)
Egg
cake
chocolate
Daper(Diper)
Sock(socks)
Shoes
Top ( T-shirt)
Jean
phone
Song
khao khao (to eat)
mum( finish)
Gum(Lost)
Wow!
car
tk (truck)
Boat
Aeroplane
bus
Haw ( surprised with hand on her mouth)
jai ( God)
Dhum(to fall down)
Sun
Moon
Fool(flower)
Book
Jani( to go)
Godi( to come in your Lap)


That's 68 words in total, and I guess I might be missing  some as well!!
Think shes doing pretty good for her age, my mum said I spoke just about 3 words- mama, papa and kaka...when I was a year n half....So Amaira has already overtaken her mum:)

Things that make me melt (Amaira at 1.5 years)

I love...
How interested she is in little things and most of all her books which she likes us to point at time and again
How she babbles away to herself, her toys and Dear God, on the mobile..and to top it all how her tone and facial expressions change like she's having a very intense conversation..
how she loves to laugh and has the world's best giggle.
how she will very randomly come for kisses and hugs and then run off again...
How she plays peek a boo with her papa and hides in her little tent thinking no one knows of her whereabouts..
How she runs to the door when papa arrives back from work..
How she rumbles through the snack drawer n helps herself for a biscuit or a chip..
How when she finds the tinest particle on the carpet, tries to put her in her mouth, but when catches that I'm looking, will humbly come n give it to me...
How she will wipe her hand or her mouth after a meal or for that matter wipe the floor if she happens to spill something..
Her mad hour before she goes to bed when she's completely loopy and running around screaming and laughing and falling over like a drunkerd! (I always think some people would find us weird because we dont have a bed-time routine, we have lots of fun as a family running round after each other and then put her to bed with a warm milk bottle and she's out like a light!)
How excited she gets when she see's an aeroplane, a bird or the moon in the sky!!
How she gives me big sleepy cuddle and fumbles to touch my arms in the middle of the night..
How she helps me load/unload the washing machine and then hands the clothes to me to put them on the line..
Her kisses on the phone/skype to Nana n Dada..
How she goes WOW!! when I put on a new dress on her..
How she holds both her ears to say sorry and comes close to me to give me a sorry kiss n patch up..
How she runs to the TV for her favourite programes shouting KIKI( ceebeeebies)
How she automatically hold my hand when we are out and about..makes my ladybird reigns go waste..
How she dances to 'munni badnaam hui"..adorable..
How if hubby n me are having a cuddle, she too wants to join in..
How she wakes her papa early mornings on weekends by shouting in her ears or pulling n pinching his face and then lastley resorts to lying about wanting to go to the loo..
How she tries to open her shoes the first thing after entering the house from outside..
How she loves the outdoors..n points to every truck or bus on the road.
How she plays with her bath ducks in her tub and then puts them back after shes finished n says bye bye to then while leaving..She loves her bath time...all you need to say is Naam Naam n shes off to the tub already trying to take her clothes off!!
How she sits on the cooking counter and watches me do the cooking and pretending to do the same with cups, bowls and spoons..
How she's petrifie of the much dreaded pressure cooker..n says na na kuch nahi krega ( has learnt to repeat what I tell her- no baby it wont do anything:)

I could go on forever...love her so much and enjoy every moment Im spending with her..I know these moments wont last for long..all chuffed up:) Going to give my sleeping angel a bigggg kiss..

My pregnancy

It all started in Nov 2008, when me and my hubby went on our yearly trip back home to India.
It was almost 2 years after marriage, and my In laws n parents  were all inquiring about when do we intend to start a family? Not that I cared much about what they had to say on this topic, but this just gave me something to ponder about, and ya it was then that my mind was diverted away from the career front to the family way.

And then in no time, there it was- that little blue line on the pregnancy test! Followed by the ups and downs of this very special time.  Cant forget how anxious we were to spill the beans with our family and friends!!

The 1st trimester was pretty awful.It started as waves of nausea at six weeks. By 9 weeks I was almost throwing up every morning and was rushing to the loo every now and then.
The 2nd trimester was better, but it did make me move into larger, looser clothing.I found out that I'm having a little girl, and we were elated to hear that!!
The 3rd trimester felt like the last few miles of a marathon, you're tired, ran down and yet you're excited because you can see the finishing line is in sight.Well this was by far my favorite phase of the whole pregnancy, its when you start to feel the kicks from junior and really start to feel the excitement, anticipation and joy of the impending birth and I knew by now that my life was about to change forever and for the better.

Amaira was born healthy and gorgeous, at 11.56 pm, weighing 3.40 kg.I was ecstatic to have her in my arms but was utterly dazed and exhausted by the labour.It took about half an hour before the happy hormones kicked in!I was a MUM now, and I knew that it is such a small word, but it actually carries a huge amount of meaning, doesn't it? 

 

Cupid struck at first sight!

I never believed in love at first sight, always thought you need to know someone before you fall in love with him. But cupid taught me a  lovely lesson :)

 My love story starts in the University days where we both came to shape our future, little knowing what fate had planned for us.

We were introduced through a cousin of mine in the college canteen. I still remember his nod very clearly as if saying "welcome to my life".
Our eyes met and it was like our souls joined. We did manage to catch a glimpse of each other every now and then in the campus, but it was nothing more than a 'hi 'or a 'hello'.
Well, I somehow did not like him talking to my friends and becoming too chatty with them, a strange sense of possessiveness came over me.
I did not know what it was or why I liked spending time with him, why I packed in some extra sandwiches for lunch to share with him.He soon became a habit to me, a habit hard to break, an addiction!He was absolutely the cutest guy I had ever known.  The biggest brownest eyes and at 6 foot 2 he made me feel even more "Petite" at 5 foot 2.

Well both our degrees were over and it was time for him to go back to his hometown. I knew I would miss him and so did he.
With no time to waste he came up to me on my birthday with a gold heart shaped pendant, which I found too expensive to accept. But he wanted me to keep it with me forever just like he wanted me to be with him forever.
That was the time It dawned onto me that it was Love after all...all that jealousy, possessiveness, caring , sharing...it was Love all the way..And it felt good that he had felt the same all the while.
It took us long to realise that we loved each other from the very first day we had met, but it did not take us long to tie the knot just 1 year after that in 2007.
He’s everything I ever dreamed of and more.  I still can’t believe he’s real, and I don’t think that I’ll ever understand how I deserve a love as beautiful as ours is. He completes me in every way.  I will never be worthy of him, but I will always cherish him and be amazed by his love and affection towards me. 
 

My First Blog Post

Hi everyone!!

So here I am writing my very first blog...It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but wasn’t sure how to do it, where, when, or even if at all I would have the time to do it. But finally, now here I am. They say that blogs are like a diary where you can jot down any and everything worth mentioning from day to day life. It’s going to be fun sharing my thoughts with you, outside the context of a book. I'm not really very good about this whole blogging thing, but you've got to get started somewhere, so here it goes. :)

Life's full of ups and downs.Lets share more often.
Family and friends welcome to my word.

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Love,
Parija