Routine

I seem to have forgone most of the things in my routine after I became a mom. Top of the list is reading and walking. As of now, I have four half-read books in the shelf, so not me ๐Ÿ˜

When I used to work, I walked whenever I could. Now after Moo, all the times she rests ( which is very very less ) I am found catching up with the household chores or some rest for myself.ย And when I step out with her for a walk, oneย or the other neighbor will stop us and talk at length making it late for us and we would just do a circle around the house and come inside.

No set routine for cooking, writing, organizing ( trying to) and the other chores. I do them according to the latest status of Moo. But last night, when I was thinking about how different my life has become now, I observedย one routine which I diligently follow every single night.

When the house and its inmates finally fall asleep after watching the last mega serial episode available and there is no sound except the dogs barking outside and I am sure Moo is deep asleep and wont wake up for half an hour at least, I quietly make my way to the kitchen, make myself a cup of warm milk and have it in near darkness on the sofa. I think of how calm and peaceful the time is, finish my cuppa, fill my water bottle and make my way back. On some days, even after I am done, I just sit and stare at the night lamp.

I wish this does not stop any time soon!

I know what Indiana Jones feels every day

My life now, is more adventurous than ever(meaning never).

Between being a service provider to an infant 24*7, running a home and trying to squeeze in some personal time with the husband, I have enough experience to author a column titled “What can you achieve in 5 minutes”.

Due to a family emergency last month, the entire set of elders moved base to another city. AND our maid went on an indefinite leave. AND there was no internet at home. Mornings saw me waking up an hour early and finishing up as many chores as possible before Moo woke up. The afternoons had me devising different ways to keep her occupied. One day, I was washing the utensils after lunch and she woke up suddenly during her post-bath nap time. One minute I would be in the kitchen, the other minute I would be in the bedroom singing her lullaby. I think that was the most I walked during a day in many months ๐Ÿ˜€

Zack planned a novel way to give me some ‘me’ time, where in he would take Moo to a walk as soon as she woke up from her morning nap. That way, she was bright-eyed and happy when she returned and played by herself on the mat till she got tired. She is greatly fascinated by the moving branches and vehicles. And would endlessly stare at the sofa on why it wont move ๐Ÿ˜€

Cooking took a new turn, where in I would make the least time-consuming and long-lasting dishes. Planning out meals in advance worked only till the vegetable tray in the fridge was filled. One day, Moo was at her crankiest best and we had run out of anything cook-able in the kitchen. Left over dal and rice from the morning were the only available dishes and I wanted something spicy as a side dish. And so onion pakoda( if I can call it) was made with gram flour, onions, salt and chilli powder. One other time, I had soaked rice to grind it as idli batter. The power went off and came back when Moo had gone to sleep. Zack called in to say he would be late by an hour. So, it was me and the mixie jar, at ten in the night to give each other company. Thankfully, she slept through the jarring noise and I had the batter ready when she woke up for her feed.

To my delight, I found out that we can save lots of money in the toys area ( yes, yes, call me kanjoos). Moo baby wants a new toy every time she is playing and I now have a bag full of household stuff ( clothes clip, wooden spoons, rulers, comb, phone, earphones, TV remote, pillows, empty cartons, plastic covers, you get the drift, etc, etc ) which hold her attention till she gets tired. The teddy bears and rattles are now forgotten and thrown away if bought near to her ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Moo co-sleeps with us. Meaning random kicks all over the body is purely normal. She has a tiny little pillow on which her head will rest only for one second. One night, I felt my stomach to be very warm. Turns out her head was trying to get itself buried under me :O And one other night, I got a sharp kick on my nose. God knows, when and how she did a half rotation and landed up in the opposite direction.

Couple time between Zack and me has taken a beating. We no longer have that kind of liberty, to hit the bed at the end of the day, watch a movie or an episode in the laptop and sleep cuddling each other. She hasn’t started sleeping through the night and wakes up every two or three hours for a feed or simply to coo. We take turns to sing to her and make her sleep.

Fun trivia – Which is the best form of birth control?

Answer: Having a baby.

P.S I got the broad band at home yesterday. YAY.
P.P.S I have enough fodder to read to last till the New Year ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€

Long time, no see

Today, at 3AM

Moo making un-describable sounds
“What kind of noise is this Visha”
“Its different now, earlier she used to make roaring sounds. She is squealing now”
“Forget the classifications, why did she wake up, she was sleeping all right only no”

One of the deep and insightful conversation snippets between Zack, Moo and me.

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Its been a little more than a fortnight since Moo entered zoo Bangalore and it has been a rollercoaster ride for the three of us. Moo became aware she has been plucked out and placed elsewhere and she showed off her knowledge by crying non stop the whole day. It took her two days to shut up and stare instead of wailing whenever anyone from the family approached her. Third day onwards, she forgot me except her meal and sleep times ๐Ÿ˜ :\

Zack got all formal as soon as I stepped into our bedroom with my suitcases, “can I get you some water to drink”, “do you want to rest first and eat later”, etc..and I understood how a seven month absence of me in his life made him all formal with me. I obliged by staring at him for five seconds and saying loudly, “Chill boss, its me only, the same old”. His nervous grin was the highlight of the day.

The niece lost four of her teeth during these many months and now looks very, very funny. I try not to laugh when she coos to Moo oh so sweetly, lest I offend away my always-on-wheels babysitter. Moo adjusted well to her cousins and her favourite of the current lot is a two and a half year old nephew. She has two sisters and two brothers between the ages o f 1.5 and 6, thus making my life a bit easier ( to run errands like combing my hair and using the loo).

Washing Moo’s clothes is a favourite past time of mine. I do it early it in the morning, soon after my bath, when she is with Zack. I color coordinate her nappies and frocks while lying them out to drying. Also, I do the same while folding her laundry ๐Ÿ˜›

There is no internet at home and Zack takes the laptop to work. Thus making my online time virtually nil. Not that I have loads of time at hand, but still I miss being online. The maid did not turn up the day I came, so I am occupied with one or the other work the whole day. Some afternoons, when Moo sleeps for three straight hours, I try to finish unpacking my suitcases. There are so many clothes which I am not going to get into in the near future, that I am filling them up in the huge bags and keeping them in the loft. Wardrobe organization tips anyone?

In other news, Moo completes five months today. Oh wait, maybe she was telling us that today morning :O

P.S It has taken me two days to finish this post and schedule it to be posted. I haven’t been reading or commenting blogs at all since a month or so. I miss you all ๐Ÿ™‚