Piya Gaye Rangoon

D left for Netherlands just few mins ago…gone for two weeks. Thankfully my parents came to help me out during the time. Kudos to those moms who handle a baby 24×7 alone!!

I have done it only once till now when D went on a 4 day official trip to Pune in October. It went well but two weeks??

The day he had returned from Pune, it was already midnight.Keya had slept off at her usual time. At around 4.15 am she started doing regular restlessness..I tried soothing her as usual…in that she must have opened her eyes and saw someone was there. She curled up to me and started peeking ..peek and hide….peek and hide. Then she confirmed it’s a known and loved person…crawled to her dad and started giggling so much, slapping her palm on his face (her way of showing adoration), laughing. It was so touching to see. She became full awake and I told D “all yours” and slept off. 😀😀 He fed her, changed her… she slept at 6.30 am.

Let’s see how Keya responds when she sees him again after two weeks.

New Journey

This time I didn’t dare to even open the annual WordPress report that comes at the year end. Last year I just wrote one post!! And the year before that 6 posts!! Sigh!! I won’t resolve any more or make any more promises to myself, my blog and my readers. It is better to keep quiet and just do it.

So 2015 was a happening year. A year in which our lives changed forever and for the better.

On 17th April I took the test
My sister wished me the best
The second I saw two line segments
I knew I was pregnant!!
Month end we went for the first scan
The heartbeat told success of our plan
A bundle of joy was on its way
who will share its father’s birthday!
In May, Mommy-to-be got a scare
Had to rush to hospital emergency care
Scan showed a tiny subchorionic clot
That day Mommy-to-be cried a lot
She was advised to be on bed rest
The first trimester was really a test
Dadu and Didu flew in to take her care
Without them God knows how she would fare
Flour, tea, milk became hard to digest
Hormone capsules she had to ingest
Vomiting had caused her weight loss
All junk and risky food went for a toss
In June, scan showed clot wasn’t there
She joined her job back with dare
The second trimester was easy
Her work kept her very busy
The baby was growing very well
Its kicks Mommy-to-be could tell!
For it Daddy-to-be would sing song,
And play guitar ting tang tong!!
The third trimester was festival time,
Skipping bhog would have been a crime.
Mommy-to-be prayed to Durga mother
Strength for her, well-being for another
November she went on maternity leave
Her tummy was getting hard to heave
Moving around required much power
Granny hosted a fabulous baby shower.
One afternoon suddenly her water broke
“It’s time” on call to Daddy she spoke.
The baby seemed to be in a hurry
3 weeks before! Reason to worry!!
Afternoon turned to evening then night,
Relief from labour pain wasn’t in sight.
The baby movement was slow
Amniotic fluid was getting low
There was no time to deliberate
The doctor decided to operate
Inside OT Daddy-to-be also went
Moral support to his wife he lent
“Baby is coming out,baby is coming out”
Mommy-to-be heard the doctor shout
“It’s a healthy girl baby” the doctor said
Mommy-to-be felt all the pain fade
She laid eyes on the cutest thing
An angel had come without wing!!
So this was my eventful 2015 tale
Will blog more amidst poop,pee,wail!!

Giving Surprises

Surprises are foolish things. The pleasure is not enhanced, and the inconvenience is often considerable.

That’s what Jane Austen said. But I am a person who loves surprises but only the pleasant ones 😀 I like giving and receiving surprises. I love to see the expression of the person whom I surprised, the way his/her face lights up and the way he/she bursts into smiles. 🙂

All Firsts

Just a quick post!

D and I are going on a trip to visit relatives. Places on the itinerary – Ahmedabad and New Delhi.

Will be visiting both places for the first time. 🙂

Will be staying a long duration [one week] with SIL and her family in Ahmedabad for the first time. 😎

Will be boarding an aeroplane for the first time. Shudder!! 😕

First Birthday

She was born exactly a year ago…a miracle in her parents’ lives and in all of our lives. And she has turned one today!! How time flies! Still haven’t been to hold and cuddle her as she lives so far away. Thanks to Skype, her grandparents and aunts are surviving counting the days to her arrival in India.She has got six teeth now, is able to stand up holding table etc and is so very cautious by nature!! She laughs a lot when I sing the nursery rhyme “Hickory Dickory Dock” to her and she likes eating bananas just like her Reema mashi!

Trip to Digha Part 1

Continued from here

Just like a scene from a Bollywood film, the last bogie of the train chugged away just as we reached the correct platform.

DISASTER!!

The in-laws had never ever missed a train in all these years!! Even my parents had never missed one. In fact my father’s greatest fear and a recurring nightmare is that he is unable to catch a train! MIL was visibly upset. All the ticket money down the drain!!  Thankfully there was another train to Digha at 2 pm. (There are four trains to that place!! )

Baby Parul

Introducing D

He sketches, plays guitar and sings. I read books, blog and tweet.

He loves hot and spicy food. I can’t eat anything having more than 1 mg of chilly.

He dislikes Harry Potter. I simply love Harry Potter.

He loves horror movies. I never watch any.

Recipe:- Puli Pithe

Sankranti means transmigration of Sun from one zodiac sign to the other. Due to the geography and size of India, this festival is celebrated for innumerable reasons depending on the climate, agricultural environment, cultural background and location. In West Bengal, Sankranti, also known as Poush Sankranti after the Bengali month in which it falls, is celebrated as a harvest festival Poush Parbon. The freshly harvested paddy along with the date palm syrup in form of jaggery is used in the preparation of a variety of traditional Bengali sweets.

One such sweet is the famous Pithe. After many years all the members of my family were together on Sankranti and it was decided to make pithes to celebrate the day. [My interests were solely getting a new thing to blog about and to eat 😀 :D]

Pithes are of various types: Ranga alur pithe (made of sweet potato), chandrapulli,puli pithe (made of coconut), gokul pithe and patishapta (sort of  pancakes). The recipe I am going to describe is a stuffed kind of pithe, Puli  Pithe. Puli basically signifies the shape of the sweet.

Sister and Me

A younger sister is someone to use as a guinea-pig in trying sledges and experimental go-carts. Someone to send on messages to Mum. But someone who needs you-who comes to you with bumped heads, grazed knees, tales of persecution. Someone who trusts you to defend her. Someone who thinks you know the answers to almost everything. -Pam Brown

Ghost Story and Bag of Bones

In 25 random things about me post, I mentioned that I have had a ghostly experience once. There was a huge demand by readers to know the  story. So here it goes :-

It was quite late at night and I was sleeping.  Suddenly I felt a chill and woke up. I felt someone’s presence in my room. I was too scared to move or open my eyes fully. With my eyes slightly open, I saw a little girl dancing near my bed. The chill had increased. I closed my eyes promptly and tried to go back to sleep (That is what I do when I am scared at times like a thunderstorm at night or a bad dream). I felt her come near my head and I thanked Mom  in my mind for pestering me to sleep inside the mosquito net. As I felt her coming closer, I tried harder to sleep and next thing I knew it was morning.

~~~~~~~~~~~End of Story~~~~~~~~~~~

Birthday,Result and Best Post

3rd of Feb 2009 was a wonderful day for me. First it was my dad’s birthday.

camera on timer

Mom seems to be lost in thought 🙂

Happy Birthday Mom

Today was my mom’s birthday. We had a simple and quiet celebration at home with the ceremonious cutting of birthday cake. 🙂