Last weekend we planned to go to a near by park to cycle. The bike track was closed for maintenance for the last few months and we wanted to go check if they had reopened it. Per usual, loading the cycles is the last activity n after the other 2 put their bikes on the back of the car, I could not find my cycle.Prash goes "What do u mean u can't find your cycle...... It's not sunglasses or keys or a scarf! It's a big 2 wheeled cycle ! Did u check in the 3rd room? Did u check the car port? Oh hang on that's where it was... I had to do something about the tube from last time. I am sure I didn't fix it yet... It was here last week when I was putting the clothes out to dry. " Then we looked frantically around n concluded it must have been stolen. But bizarre that the lawn mower, running shoes n a million other relatively expensive things that live in the car port were intact. It was upsetting for a minute but soon turned comical that we had not even noticed it for weeks! Deja Vu from 22 years ago in the parents house. The brother n I shared our first big cycle. He was upset about having to ride a bike without the bar n soon gave up. I have never taken a liking to cycling n soon the cycle was parked in the open garage, gathering dust. A few months later, mom decided to donate the cycle to a cousin n went looking for it n no point for guessing.. The cycle was gone! We didn't even know when the cycle was stolen. To this day, when someone talks of cycles, we laugh recollecting that story. Prash was upset that someone actually trespassed to our car port. K, on the other hand, being my problem-solver-consoler-all-in-1 was coming up with plans. She just does not like it when either of us esp me is upset/ sad. I can't cry even while watching movies... She just has to look at my watery eyes n will start inconsolable sobbing saying "Amma pls don't cry... Something happens in my ribcage Amma ...I can't see tears in ur eyes." Of late, whenever there is a crisis-type situation at home, she comes up with ideas to fix/solve. So this time for the lost-cycle incident:
K: Amma, ok I can help u find ur bike. Do u have a picture of u with the cycle?
Me: yes... am sure I can find one
K: ok, get 50 printouts of it tomorrow....I will go n stick on mail boxes of some houses saying lost-property.
Me(overwhelmed with her concern to help) : thanks Kane puttu that's so nice of u
K:(with that thinking eyes of hers) wait... We will need to make 1 change though...u need to cut urself out of the photo first before u get the printout ok?
Me(happy thinking stranger danger lessons r working): y ?
K: bcoz u r not lost property .....u r right here ...
The joys of being a parent cannot be explained. It can only be experienced. This stage of our lives when she is no more a physically energy draining bundle but not distant from us yet, is wonderful. We r so glad to be sharing this phase together. Initial 3 years were mostly catering to the basics, wondering about milestones , sleepless nights, visits to ED at ungodly hours. That was also the most heart warming/delicate baby phase. Her smell, her helplessness and her first steps.....wish there was a way I could bottle it up someplace forever other than in distant memory. The next 3 were understanding her needs n communicating ours. It was a satisfying phase but the last year has been phenomenal. K is growing up to be a lovely girl. a bookworm that goes to bed and wakes up with one in her hand. Her dreamy eyes that observe every little thing and how she gets removed from reality so fast.We love her company and enjoy doing everything together. She brings in that innocence which only a child's mind is capable of into every activity.
Bcoz a child can never follow what u say but only follow what u do, we consciously work on improving ourselves in areas that matter to us, be it social behaviour, empathy, exploring outdoors, cooking, exercising, upbeat and positive approach to life...the better choices we make, she follows us and improvises even and that inspires us to do better as individuals.
I have no idea of how our lives would have been without her and I certainly dont know if this is parenting, but we seem to be doing alright.It is definitely a dazzling joyride for now. Till the teen hell breaks loose i suppose...love how she is now... a little bit of me, a little bit of him and a whole lot of her.... slow down time please!
K: Amma, ok I can help u find ur bike. Do u have a picture of u with the cycle?
Me: yes... am sure I can find one
K: ok, get 50 printouts of it tomorrow....I will go n stick on mail boxes of some houses saying lost-property.
Me(overwhelmed with her concern to help) : thanks Kane puttu that's so nice of u
K:(with that thinking eyes of hers) wait... We will need to make 1 change though...u need to cut urself out of the photo first before u get the printout ok?
Me(happy thinking stranger danger lessons r working): y ?
K: bcoz u r not lost property .....u r right here ...
The joys of being a parent cannot be explained. It can only be experienced. This stage of our lives when she is no more a physically energy draining bundle but not distant from us yet, is wonderful. We r so glad to be sharing this phase together. Initial 3 years were mostly catering to the basics, wondering about milestones , sleepless nights, visits to ED at ungodly hours. That was also the most heart warming/delicate baby phase. Her smell, her helplessness and her first steps.....wish there was a way I could bottle it up someplace forever other than in distant memory. The next 3 were understanding her needs n communicating ours. It was a satisfying phase but the last year has been phenomenal. K is growing up to be a lovely girl. a bookworm that goes to bed and wakes up with one in her hand. Her dreamy eyes that observe every little thing and how she gets removed from reality so fast.We love her company and enjoy doing everything together. She brings in that innocence which only a child's mind is capable of into every activity.
Bcoz a child can never follow what u say but only follow what u do, we consciously work on improving ourselves in areas that matter to us, be it social behaviour, empathy, exploring outdoors, cooking, exercising, upbeat and positive approach to life...the better choices we make, she follows us and improvises even and that inspires us to do better as individuals.
I have no idea of how our lives would have been without her and I certainly dont know if this is parenting, but we seem to be doing alright.It is definitely a dazzling joyride for now. Till the teen hell breaks loose i suppose...love how she is now... a little bit of me, a little bit of him and a whole lot of her.... slow down time please!
