Shriya growing up..

I vaguely remember that I write. It USED to be my passion once. And now, it's almost been like two and a half years that I wrote something, which is equal to MY little one's age. What a time it has been! Two glorious years. People keep saying, "She has grown a lot, She has grown tall. etc. etc.." To me, she has always remained the same. The same little one that I saw at 10.16 AM on 2nd September 2011. Even after two plus years, my eyes don't fail to produce those happy tears when I recollect that extraordinary moment..

 And what else?! Happy ever after..Although Happiness in bringing up a kid comes with a combo pack of sleepless nights, endless tales, nervous doctor visits and a tightly packed routine, it is ultimate and unmatched. My little one, Shriya (name derived from Sanskrit, meaning Fortune, Prosperity),  is my first and only kid and needless to say, I had no clue of how I would raise her. Thanks to my Ammamma..She had been of enormous help and taught me some basic things like how to handle, bathe, and feed her. And the rest is history. Every day, there was and still is a new thing to learn. When it comes to Shriya, my ears are open to anyone and everyone. There is no one website that I did not browse. Baby Center was mostly what I depended upon for many things..And more than anything, she was the one that taught me the most! Every kid is Unique and so is mine too..Shriya is a very active, beautiful, and an intelligent kid. She knew what she wanted and used to very effectively communicate it to us right from the day she was born. She used "crying" only as a means to communicate what she wanted. Otherwise, she is such a happy kid. She hardly used to sleep in the nights for the first one year, and even until now, she does not sleep through the night. I kind of got used by now to those breaks in the sleep. I don't exactly remember when she first rolled over, but the first time was definitely before she was one-month old.    

The first trip we made together was when she was three months old and it was to Hyderabad..We went there to visit my Aunt. I never needed help to travel with her. It used to be like travelling with any other grownup..I still remember my friend, Bharati, asking: How did you manage to travel alone with such a small baby? And I replied: Three months ago, she was in my womb and now she is outside and beside me:) There was no big difference. She is such an angel. We traveled together in buses, trains, planes and even autos. Every trip enjoyable and memorable..

                                                                                                                                                                             And then, she turned one,

To be continued..... 

To the little one in my womb!

November it was, when I knew something very special has happened. This special thing has changed my world. Since then, she gave me nothing but happiness. She made me do things that no one else could make me do. She has been kind, considerate, loving, and extremely good. She was strong, very strong I can say! A blessing she is - Our little Angel!

She has never ever given me smallest of a trouble. I had no complaints even in the first three months. The weeks that followed were just cakewalk. Honey, you have no idea how good you are to me. ‘Lucky’ just does not suffice to describe how it is to have you in my womb!

After almost a week of waiting and sleeplessness, the most wonderful thing I have ever seen – The one reason that could keep me alive for the rest of my life – is The foetal pole, something that said, "MOM, I am there"!

There is nothing like your first heartbeat! The memories of our excited faces when we first saw your little face, nose, and hands are still fresh. What in this world could bring more happiness than your small little movements and your funny responses when we feel you?!

Baby, you made us the most happiest people on earth, you gave us a reason to live, you were a blessing to have. And now, the hardest thing that I have ever got to do, is to get you outside me. I will miss my little one floating inside me. I will miss feeling your small feet, hands, and head. However, I am glad the days are nearing and we can see our beautiful little kid for real. Waiting for the big day of our lives – Welcome to the outside world, bangarutalli – We promise a lifetime of love and we will strive hard to be the best parents you could ever dream of.