“She doesn’t even want to play with me anymore”… she cried and she sobbed and she sniffled and she let all her sadness and upset flow on to my chest as she snuggled close to me.

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“She doesn’t even want to play with me anymore”… she cried and she sobbed and she sniffled and she let all her sadness and upset flow on to my chest as she snuggled close to me.
Baby E went back to school, Pre-K this time, after 11 months!! The experience has been bittersweet.
There was a time, not very long ago, when everyday was full of new excitement and anticipation over what new thing my little girl would accomplish that day or even that week or month. Now, at almost 16 months, things are, how can I say this, um…more of the same.
In 2015, June was the month in which Baby J experienced his first big fever. He was 14 months young. In 2016, June was the month I was still very much in the throes of a postpartum funk, slowing trying to find my rhythm. In 2017, June, so far, has been more of the ‘found-our-rhythm’ …
This is my 200th post! In an interesting twist of system errors and a need to engage a backup restore, I lost the original post I had written and had to rewrite the second half all over again. I am not complaining. I love the fact that this post is my 200th!
My little girl celebrated her first birthday recently. Written at different times of the year, I present below some examples of her busy PRE-one-year-old life. Month 1 (March – April) Two days after E was born, we returned to the warm familiarity of home where Grandma and Grandpa were eagerly awaiting our arrival. E was as delicate and sweet …
1:17 a.m. I open my eyes and turn around to check the time. Silence. The house is quiet and dark. I especially try to listen to any kind of sound coming from my daughter’s room or, what used to be the parents’ bedroom. Nothing. I check her video feed. She is asleep. I fall back asleep.
I wished my daughter into being. I know this. I wanted a girl really, really badly to make my family complete. Not that having another boy would have made my family any less complete, but there is something about having a boy and a girl combo that makes the family dynamic just a little differently special …
Dear Baby E, Oh the joys you bring into our lives – the lives of your daddy, anna (अण्णा, big brother), and mommy! Since the day you were born, you have brightened our lives just a little more each day than the previous one. We thought there was something missing from our lives, that somehow …
1:13 a.m. I hear little sniffles coming through her slightly open and my completely closed doors. I shuffle quietly in bed. Take my eye mask off and just lay there. Then, the sniffles start getting louder, less muffled, more obvious. I try to turn the AV baby monitor on. It says, “Login Failed. Device disconnected.” …
Two seconds of inverted lips curved with displeasure, eyes staring at me, ready to tear, as if pleading, as if silently protesting, as if having given up her faith in me to make her world always shine bright with hugs and kisses, and having lost all hope in the humanity of a mother, she lets …
And then she arrived…just popped out, almost literally. I held her skin-to-skin almost immediately and the only word that came to mind was, “Perfect”. She is perfect. There she was, my little angel baby. My daughter. Words I never thought I would say – I have a daughter.