a little note. prepping the nursery.

The crib is set up once again. Kabir’s old crib and current bed will now be little baby boo2’s! Life’s little circles? πŸ™‚ Set it next to our bed, just like Kabir’s was before. 

Another few days and it’ll have a tiny little thing lying in it next to me…and we can’t wait. ❀️ 

Kabir for one has been praying every night to God to send his baby sister soon now. I mean it is already December!!!πŸ˜„ The first thing he had to say the morning of first December was…”Mamma!!! It’s December…has the baby come out?!” πŸ˜„πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸŽ„ This little one isn’t really in a hurry to face the world outside though! Unlike Kabir who was out the minute I turned full-term, this one is still laying low at end of week 38 now…😊


in pictures. I am a zombieeee….

So this is the third year for Kabir dressing up for Halloween for school. And every year we ask him what he wants to be and then try our best to turn him into that character or object to the best of our ability!!!

The first time round he wanted to be a rocket and he was…the most cutest adorable lil rocket ever! The second year …he was his favourite character ever …The Hulk!!! While the rocket needed some bit of our creativity, hulk was easy with a ready costume from H&M and his favourite hulk hands to …SMASSHH!!!

This year was more special…Kabir decided he wanted to be a zombie! He has this thing for zombies and monsters and ghosts and Dracula… and everything scary and dark! So well…a zombie he became! Woke up super excited to get dressed as a zombie… while daddy took up the task to create his bloody t-shirt, my job was the make up! For which he sat so patiently..only occasionally squirming when I was covering his eyes with Kajol! πŸ˜„ After a good hour or so of hard work with red paint, water colour and a hair dryer, dads master piece of a t-shirt was ready!! Meanwhile I was at it on the make-up! Kajol, my wine red lip-stick, concealer and some white paint did the trick! His reaction when he saw his face was just priceless!!! How happy someone can be to look sooooo scary!!!πŸ˜‚ The last bit was the hair and voila we had a zombie in the house!!! He was totally in character in school too…with the whole walk and talk… “I aaammmmm a zombieeeeeee….” “I’m coming to eaaaaatttt yooouuuuuuuuu….!!!””

To see him so happy was so satisfying! We did rock as parents a one hundred percent as Kabir would say it! 😍😘😘😘

Happy Halloween 2016 y’all!!πŸ‘»πŸ‘»πŸ‘»

in pictures. a bump and stripes…

Time till here has flown by…quite literally. I’m in my week 29 and so close to my full term…!!! The moving tummy and jabs from this hyper active one now constantly reminding me of what’s to come πŸ™‚ The lil one has been really considerate and not given me too hard a time at all up until now…maybe saving it all for when she’s out?! πŸ˜„ The best part by far has been Kabir and his reactions… He is just so thrilled to be a big brother that he can’t wait! “Is the baby coming tomorrow?!” “No Kabir you have to wait till it’s Christmas time:)” “Can Christmas come soon?!” He is the one talking to his lil baby sister to be all the time! And oh ya..he’s just decided it’s a baby sister coming…his logic being he already has a baby brother!! His now almost 1 year old nephew-Sammy bear! So for his sake I really hope it’s a lil baby girl baking in there! 😍 But then I know he’ll be the best big brother either which way! I mean he already sings to her…talks to her..showers her with kisses ALL the time! I’m sure she’s going to come out loving him the most! ☺️☺️☺️ His and our Christmas present of a lifetime!!! 

a lil note. i will wait for you…

So Kabir recently saw the movie, The Book of Life and has absolutely fallen in love with it. He talks in the most adorable way about the love that Manolo feels for Maria. πŸ™‚ ” Manolo really loves Maria, no Mamma?”

What he took to most were the songs. Humming them to himself at first and then asking me to play it. One song in particular seemed to have caught his fancy….“I will wait for you..” by the band Mumford and Sons. So much so that he wants to hear it all the time. On repeat and he just doesn’t get tired of it.

Last night took the cake though….when he asked me to sing it to him as his new lullaby to sleep! πŸ˜€ I started humming…”No Mamma..no..sing!” At that time its pretty much anything to get him to sleep…so I pull out the lyrics on my phone and start singing…

“I Will Wait”

Well, I came home

Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we’ve known
Will blow away with this new sun

But I’ll kneel down,
Wait for now
And I’ll kneel down,
Know my ground

And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

So break my step
And relent
Well, you forgave and I won’t forget
Know what we’ve seen
And him with less
Now in some way shake the excess

‘Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

Now I’ll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh
And fix my eyes
A tethered mind freed from the lies

And I’ll kneel down,
Wait for now
I’ll kneel down,
Know my ground

Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow

‘Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

I manage to pull through the entire song….but then he goes….”Mamma..again!” “The song is over Kabir…” “No Mamma…sing!” One of those moments when I want to laugh so hard, I cry! But its lights off time and no acts which may get him all active again are allowed! So I just sing the chorus a couple of times more before he finally drifts off…
And I will wait for  you…

a lil note. hello 2016…

A new year. Already? I know its become a bit of a cliche but seriously, where did the year go. Time is passing by too fast. I can’t believe Kabir is going to turn 4 in another 3 months! In fact a month on the “new year” too is almost over! πŸ™ˆ The other day was discussing with a few friends of the love I get showered with from Kabir and the unadulterated PDA! I am clearly the favored one between his daddy and mamma. While on those rare few occasions, when I try and coax him …”You want to sleep with daddy today right…he’ll tell you 10 stories!” But he’s not convinced…”No!!! Mamma!” The attachment makes me feel the most loved and needed I have ever felt my entire life! The impromptu kisses followed by “I love you Mamma!” are the most heartwarming things ever. He’s so observant of things I wear, how I do my hair, what is my night dress and what is something I wear to work…that it boggles my mind sometimes! With all the other things occupying me and my Sapan’s mind, we often miss the small stuff…but not Kabir. He has an eye for everything and its amazing. He is my numero uno fan.

In a few more years I guess things will change…he’s not going to come kiss and hug me as much. And will probably shy away when I do, in front of his friends. Makes me sad just thinking about it. As years pass he’s going to need me less and less. While I am pushing for him to be independent in things he does now. “Mamma…pee pee!” “Kabir you can go yourself …and he does..tip-toeing and turning the light on in the bathroom, placing the stool below the pot, flushing and pulling his pants up. “Mamma, I did it.” While it makes me super proud now, its also a reminder, soon he’s not going to need me for the little things he screams out my name for. Someday he’s going to need space from  me. As the years pass by so quickly, that day isn’t far when he packs his bags for college or (shudder) introduces me to his girlfriend! πŸ™ˆπŸ˜„ As life slowly heads towards a full circle.

Well…till the time comes.. I’ll just bathe in the glory of being in his constant spotlight!


in pictures. playtime with tiny Hulk.

Kabir is in love with Hulk. Not quite sure what triggered this love, but he’s pretty obsessed. All the other Avengers can come and go…Captain America, Iron Man, Thor…but Hulk is here to stay. So much so now every night, me and Sapan have to tell him Hulk stories before he falls asleep. The promise of a Hulk story is incentive enough for him to go turn of the light himself and get into bed! “Tell me Hulk story Mamma…”Β  And there I am trying to make Hulk not so violent in the stories, and somehowΒ  teach Kabir to be a “good boy”.

For aΒ  brief period we were the victims of “Hulk angry..Hulk smash!!!” Getting blow after blow with his tiny hands. Till we finally made him agree that it was ok to only smash the pillows, cushions and the bed! And then basically we figured how to use the obsession to our advantage. Problem: Kabir hates putting cream on his face. Solution: Find a brand which comes in a green colour tube and then present to him as Hulk cream. Problem: Kabir(usually non fussy about food) is not eating his greens. Solution: Hulk is big and strong cos he eats a lot of greens!

From bedtime to playtime, Hulk is always a part of his day, somehow. Sandpit time in the evening with the other kids, means getting wearing his Hulk mask and scaring the girls with his growls! And they are more than happy to be scared and run around screaming…making the tiny Hulk feel very powerful and happy!

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On Kabir:

Tee- Hulk tee from Disney

Shorts- H&M kids

a lil note. travel, broken teeth and turning three…

And again its been a while…I just cant seem to keep up my resolve of being more consistent and frequent with my posts…

Well, to my defense, a lots been going on. Back to back travel to Shanghai and then to cold cold Stockholm. Getting back home from Shanghai for a day and half before I left again and trying to fit in baking a cake, going out shopping for party favors, repacking my suitcase, and just spending as much time as I could with my lil monkey! The cake got baked, ready for Kabir to take to school on his birthday. Party favors were bought and my suitcase was repacked to head out again. Who would have thought being born in the month of September and March would mean missing birthdays together!!! That both me and Kabir’s birthday months would coincide with season starts every year…basically ensuring I will be missing both my own and Kabir’s birthday every year at home!! Not nice. Birthdays areΒ  meant to be spent together with family…at home…:(

Thank God for technology…Facetime and Skype. At least I managed to be a part of Kabir’s cake cutting, together with daddy! Watch him light up at the sight of the cake, take great joy in blowing out the candles and sing along Happy Birthday to Kabu!!! And then getting all teary eyed by the end of it. Wanted so much to just get out and give my lil monkey a big hug and smother him with kisses.

By the end of the week, I was just counting days till I’d be back home. But finally my homecoming wasn’t quite what I had expected it to be. In transit trying to facetime home from Doha, with nobody answering my calls. My panic button already turned on …and then the news..Kabir has fallen on the table at home and is bleeding profusely and is being taken to the hospital. It’s the worst feeling ever…the final few hours till you get back home and then to hear this while you are still miles away. Can’t do anything to help….you just pray its not as bad your imagination is making it to be.

Finally I get back home after a few hours and find my baby sleeping peacefully with his lip still all bloody. Only an hour after I get back, we have to wake him to take him to the hospital once again to get stitches. He was so brave, it made me cry! He was obviously thrilled to see me after so long and the few gifts that I took with me to the hospital made him so happy!!

At a point when I was getting all emotional and sad on him losing his front two teeth…He pats me on my shoulder…and says..”Mamma…look at me!!..it’s ok…don’t be sad..” I wanted to cry!!

He was and is far more braver than I am …already. Poor baby came out all groggy after the surgery, still under effects of the anesthesia. I was just thanking God to at least have made sure I reached back in time to be there for him when he had the surgery and needed me most…

In a few hours though he was again up and about. Smashing around with Hulk and making a mess of the hospital sheets with play doh! ❀ After that he kept announcing its time to go home! “I want to go to the sand-pit…lets go…” Was a task convincing him to stay only a few more hours. Kept running out for a walk and even got me to play a lil hide n seek in the corridors of the ward!!

A restless night not getting much rest in the hospital, finally was time to go home around noon the next day. Back just in time to prepare for his birthday party. The show after all must go on….specially a three year old’s birthday party!


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