Right here, right now

Its a beautiful evening today. Cool breeze, slight drizzle and a perfect excuse to sit in the verandah. Moo is napping and I am sitting on an easy chair, listening to songs on the laptop and writing after a long time. The days have slowed down to a considerable extent. For a workaholic me, its a completely new domain. I still miss the times when work ruled me, both at office and at home. But I am also loving the current times, where I a major part of the day comprises of feeding Moo and changing her.


My gyneac gave me a go ahead to start exercising at 6 weeks post partum, but it took 9 weeks for me to roll out the exercise mat after getting an inkling from old photos that I am gradually morphing into a baby elephant. I wore my track suit and saw how I have ballooned and pronto googled for exercise routines to burn down the flab. Of all the Pilates, yoga, aerobics and mumbo-jumbo, I have found what works practically and is do-able everyday. Without gym equipment on top of that. I figured I could replace Moo instead of the dumb bells and carry on with the sit-ups, lunges and squats. Hehe.


I read while I rock Moo to sleep. Currently reading Chanakya’s Chant. Though many points come across as being too far-fetched, the book is engaging. After that I have the Twentieth Wife waiting and a couple of light reads. Online shopping has become such a boon for me. I shop online for everything except groceries, right from my books to Moo’s clothes. And you get such good discounts that shopping the same diapers, wipes, clothes or books physically seems redundant. Infant clothes shopping is sheer fun. I think I am going to blow up my savings because of these e-commerce sites only. The mother has joined me in the online window shopping carnival going on everything. We spend hours looking at the sarees and kitchen equipments, mostly comparing the prices of the same product across the many online retailers.


And so when the WiFi router got some issues last week, I felt deprived of all the joys which the interwebz provides me. Book reading happened during nights while television watching happened during days. Oh boy what jolly and fun the daily soaps of our GECs are spewing nowadays. Well, they have been doing so for many years but every year tops the year gone by. And the funny thing is all the channels will have advertisements playing simultaneously. The only savior comes in the form of food and travel shows, they are never out of fashion and I love all of them. Vikas Khanna’s Coastal curries had a simple dessert recipe playing last night. Mix saffron in coconut cream, boil it till it starts bubbling, add cardamom and sugar. Thats it.


Since Zack is practically living as a bachelor now, he is doing some adventurous-y stuff which is making me so damn jealous. Latest is that he went from Bangalore to Chennai – on his bike – in this glorious weather – on the NH4. Hmpf. Add to that the brother, who gleefully calls me over the weekend and tells he trekked a hill on the outskirts of his city while it was raining. Which makes me feel I am stuck up at home. The post natal depression of which I had read a lot does come in sometime, but it is not severe, it is manageable. I will talk about it in detail some time later.


Also, pleased to announce that I am back to regular blogging πŸ™‚ Now whose blog shall I stalk first :mrgreen:

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31 thoughts on “Right here, right now

  1. I am still looking like a baby elephant..after 6 years..so Gah to that πŸ™‚

    BTW…do please talk to people about the post partum depression..I had it really really bad and didnt even know about it…hugs to you

    Reading while feeding is a good good thing to do..

    I still havent got the online shopping bug yet πŸ™‚

    • 😯 the weight never goes away eh

      I did, most of them told, you of all people can never be in depression 😐 Will talk about it here πŸ™‚

      Arrey try RM…window shopping in the online world is total timepass πŸ˜‰

  2. yay!!!!! I loved the relaxed tone of your post and m loving that u r loving this phase πŸ™‚ make the most of it.

    Also…how did I recognise that the wail was hunger related…well babies cry either for food or if they have done potty!!! And if its later u would have not time recording her voice πŸ˜€ so it had to be the former πŸ˜‰

  3. Welcome welcome Visha! πŸ™‚ Feels good to read your post on Friday – what a nice way to end the week eh?! πŸ™‚

    I love looking at baby clothes too, I am glad you are actually getting to shop too πŸ˜€

    I love Twentieth Wife, let me know how you find it.

  4. Welcome back to blogging! Well, you are lucky your gynae asked you start that early, mine said nothing till 6 months, but I guess it was the C-sec. Actually the earlier you start, the faster the fat melts πŸ™‚ and it worked out well for me, took 2 months to get back!
    And yes post partum blues is a thing which I went through for about a month I think and then it just disappeared! Share it. I wish I had journalled it πŸ™‚

    • Hey I too had c-sec. Maybe she herself was shocked seeing how enormous I was at the checkup, hence she gave a go ahead πŸ™„

      I had it for a fortnight. Will write about it in the next post πŸ™‚

  5. mine mine mine mine πŸ™‚ PLEASEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he he he

    welcome back and good to hear about how you doing ..

    take care and god blesssss

  6. Are u in bangalore? I am also, though currently in house arrest at my parents’ place in Kerala.

    about hubby- my TH got himself a cycle while I was away, starting cycling to office on most days and not sure how much he is progressing in his bachelor life ( read beer and booze).

    I can certainly relate to not-working-not-going-out-life

    • Yes, I stay in Bangalore but right now at my parents place, in Gandhinagar πŸ™‚

      house arrest!! I underwent that too, hugs πŸ™‚

      ah…many similarities again πŸ™‚

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