Poila Boishakh

Om celebrated his first Poila Boishakh by having lunch at Amber. Didi & Tapanda gave us a treat.
Though it was his first restaurant visit one can hardly make that out.

His seating posture was just right with the white napkin placed on his lap. He tasted Peas Pulao, Fish livergin, French fry, Nan.

But after he finished his savory he showed his own self. He started by cleaning all the mouldings on the wooden wall panel. At first he used the napkin of the restaurant. Then he reached to the conclusion that its not suitable for cleaning purpose. So he emptied his own bag, took out his own napkin and started using it. I dont mind if my son starts earning part time at such an early age... but am I to supply him all the ingredients for his job!!!!!

By this stage my son has become apt in sweeping, cleaning, cloths washing. One thing he hasnt tried yet is utensil cleaning. But I dont think that wont take much time too. So in future if any of you run out of your maids dont hesitate to call him up.

After 1 yr ...

..... Om resembles me mostly. It seems to me a few days back when I brought him from the nursing home.


From the very beginning the feature of Om that appealed to me was his bright eyes. They seemed very bright to me and implied more than that....

On the 3rd day of Om I decided that I had enough of bedtime and now I need to refresh myself as I had to take care of Om once I reach home. Still in pain I got out of bed and slowly walked down the corridor to visit the nursery of the nursing home (I was previously asked to visit the nursery to see the baby bathing). As I reached the nursery the bathing was already in process. But I was in awe. All the babies looked the same. I have seen and handled Om when he was brought to my room (No. 311) for feeding. And now in the nursery with all other babies I was at a loss in recognizing my own. I made up my mind that I need to sort him out here and here only among others. After the bath of two babies came my little one and I didnt miss to recognize him. I thanked god for giving me the insight of a mother.

He got bathed and was taken inside for dressing, where I was not allowed. I was permitted to stand at a distance and just watch - pathetic... As I was watching my baby he was wailing his hearts out. Suddenly his vision fell on me standing out there and his vision was stalled. He looked and looked at me stopping his crying until he was taken away from there. I could not read his mind... dont know what he felt when he saw me... or was it the bright colored housecoat that I was wearing that caught his eye. I wished God would have gifted me that insight too.

The feature of Om that appealed to his father was his smile which obviously he inherited from me. The smile mesmerized all who interacted with him.

Om has given me sleepless nights, painful tears while feeding, incessant crying in the first few months, continuous peeing and pooping, stomach trouble since his 5th month, rejection in each and every introduction, catching cold every now and then, skin rashes at any instant even when anybody touched his face or while putting mustard oil on his chest while having cold and so on... but with all these he has given us everything that a baby can gift to his parents. From the beginning he used to smile in his dreams. After crossing his first month he started giving meaningful smile.

He grew up to be a very interactive child, greeting everybody who comes his way. He is a relentless player.. goes on playing until he drops off to sleep. Whenever I am at home he leaves his play and cuddles up to me... brushing up his face with my tummy... resting his head on my lap.. as if this closeness gives him all the bliss in the world.

He is a very good student.. responds to every lesson that he is taught... like a keyed doll.. whatever and whenever asked he comes out with the right answer.

Having him means having the whole world in my arms.

I know as the bird flies out of their nest, he will spare no time in carrying on with his life and career. I wish him all the best for a lovely life of his own desire. I will never hold him back or have any expectation that he will be always by my side to keep me company.... So I am storing away each and every moment that I spend with him in my memory with the motive that I will cherish them when I wont have Om with me to cherish his company.

Many parents want their child to pursue the career of the parents choice but to me Om is free to choose his own world. We have brought him to this world so we have every responsibility towards him. But authority over him is that much that he allows us.

Now when he cant have his own choice I am guiding him my own way but once he has gained his self balance he will be on his own. If he comes back to me like he does now when I get back from work I will consider myself fortunate enough to be a mother of a gem-eyed son.

1st Birthday

Happy Birthday, My Dear

1 yr Update

One week left for Om to be year old. Cant imagine it passed away so fast. But it did. Still planning for the celebration. I would like invite kids on his birthday so that Om can feel the fun of his Red Letter Day.

One of his characteristics that all admires is his good nature and interactiveness. His Kakka is always appreciating his temperament but does not agree that Om has inherited it from me. My mother says I was always smiling even when mingled up with my bowels. I never whined even the bit Om does. Down the line my life did not provide me all the goodies to retain that smile. But I hope I can provide Om all the facilities so that he can carry it on till the end.

Yes, he is a very interactive child, very good with kids. Never misses to greet any guest. He sits in his high chair straight down the lobby for his meals and gives a warm welcome to whoever rings the bell. In the last 3 months he has become very close to his governess who always tries to keep the baby lively.

The house is full with his cooing, whenever he is awake. When I call up from my office and get to hear his BABA, MAMA, PAPA my heart skips a bit as I miss so much. But then that's life. You cant get everything at the same time. He responds to his names whatever he is called up and when asked to show, points his right first finger to his right cheek.

You cannot get away from him doing a wrong thing. He will correct you with a strong "POP" and a finger pointing at you.

He prays to God with both his hands pulled up together over his head, points to everything with his first finger whenever asked. Enjoys when his Baba is doing puja. He will not leave him for once and will accompany him in ringing the bell and the Sankha. He had already felt the heat of Agarbati but that cant put his hand away from it. He touches the Sikha of the candle and I let him do so as I want him to feel it through his skin than hear it from others.

Till now I have never discouraged him in his tracks. I want him to go all extents to learn it himself as I think that's the best way to learn. He is well with books too. Shows interest in going through the animal books he has got, points to the animals when asked to(not all though). He loves to do Horsey Horsey. Lately we have got him a DVD on nursery rhymes for his birthday. He loves to watch it too.

Since his hair is growing down his temples Kanakdi ties it up with rubber bands accompanied with girly clips.. looks so cute in it.

He is into fully solids now.. i.e. hand mashed rice, veg, chick or fish. The machine smashed is being stopped completely since the last week. After that I am noticing that his sleeping habit is also changing ... getting up less at nights which was a horror for me. After going to sleep at about 8.00-9.00 p.m. he used get up at about 12-00 am, 2-00 am, 4-00 am and finally greeted us Good morning at 6-00 am. Now it is getting lesser. He used to have three times milk feed in this span... or would cry if not given. He was weaned off by 10.5 months before which the nights were nightmare to me as he used to feed on for hours, being latched on for hours. It was so painful for me as I could not turn anyway and then getting up fresh in the morning was impossible.

On last Sunday we took him to the roof before the sunset. Whenever told to point out the sun he opened his mouth very wide as if he will eat it up. Nobody has showed him like that, so dont know where he picked it up from. It was just like Hanuman trying to have the sun.

Om is still Mama's boy, always clinging to me whenever I am there. I love to see him play while I sit nearby to guide him. It puts a smile on his lips as he looks at me and it puts a smile on my lips when I look at him. What a great feeling.

Yesterday, my hsbnd was taking out the things one by one out of his pouch after returning home. When he was taking out the last one he told me to guess what it can be and informed that seeing it will drive me crazy. I told him that I only go crazy by looking at Om. Can you guess what it can be. Well, it was the passport sized photograph of Om which we took on Sunday. He is looking at the camera with a perfect face for a passport photo. I guessed it right, isn'nt it.

Om loves banana and bell in fruits. Cant wait to make them ready for him to eat. He has got 6 teeth now, two in the lower jaw and four in the upper. Since the last two days he has learnt to push out the food he is not interested in. Instincts teach them all.

I think I can go on like this for ever. But its time for you all to have a break. So we will be back after a short KitKat break.

P.S. : Forgot to write that he has got a name to him now with a very much valid birth certificate.

The Namesake

I dont know whether this is fortunate or unfortunate. It was 25th March, 2007, afternoon. We went to Nandan to watch the movie -- The Namesake. I had castor oil in the morning and had a hunch that it may be The Day. Well, when we were half way through the movie I felt something wrong. I was getting wet and couldnt control getting wet further. I realized that I have lost my mucus plug and water was gushing out. After contacting the doctor I was admitted to the nursing home.

Om was born the next evening. I had a c-section after bearing the labour pain for a full day as the baby's head was not properly engaged.

Om is almost one year now, waiting for his first birthday on 26th March,2008. But still without a good name. His father is so choosy and wants the best name possible ever that he is still continuing with his nickname. Whenever we decided on a name somebody or the other placed their views against that. So we have ended up with a yr old baby without a proper name.

I desparetly want a name to my baby before he turns one. I hope the namesake will come to an end by one year.

A Step Forward

On Sunday, 24th February, he took his first independent trembling step. I was the only spectator and the act was of such a small duration that there was hardly any chance of taking a shot. So I patted myself and wished better luck next time.

The Great Great Bathroom Singer

If you dont get the autograph now then you miss the chance !!!!

Whenever he is in his bath, he incessantly composes fine tunes which is going to hit the music world pretty soon. So whoever is interested in getting the autograph of the future's most prominent musical maestro dont miss a second.

Now he can point to things and himself, can pray to God for everybody's wellbeing.

Oh!! I forgot to tell you that my boy is playing cricket now, pushing every ball to the boundary. None of his shots is less than any master stroke.