Mumma!

K  said “Mumma” a couple of weeks back for the first time. She had said the word earlier too but never meant it to be me, but this time she did. I had returned from work and was waiting outside the door,  for her beaming face to appear from behind the glass window that lets you see who it is outside. Usually she flaps her hands excitedly and makes yelping sounds but today she started saying “Mumma, mumma, mumma…” very softly almost under her breath. And my heart skipped a beat. It still does whenever she says it.

What was it? Ofcourse, I was excited about her saying a word and knowing the meaning, of course she said it verrry sweetly but much more than that it was that I had finally, completely become “Mumma” and finally the one I was Mumma to knew it too.

I know, in years to come, it would be said sometimes with anger, sometimes with nostalgia, sometimes when crying and sometimes when having a good time, I would probably hear it being said more down the phone line than in person but my heart shall always skip a beat…

Thanksgiving..

Taking a cue (downright copying) from my dear friend S, here is thanksgiving for the year gone by and some before that. Thank you God for:

• Kanushi - My love, my baby. Perfect in every sense (if only she would start sleeping more uninterruptedly!). Best thing to have happened to me ever. Did not know it would be this way, did not I could be this way. Love you my doll.
• Neeraj - For being who he is and being there. Of course there is space for improvement (and I am talking BIG space here). And for how he is with Kanushi.
• Mummy - Most importantly for being with me throughout the miscarriage I had.
• MIL - For after Kanushi was born. For taking care of all my needs, pampering and making me feel like a princess. Though she fed me copious amount of ghee and ladoos, she also woke up at unearthly hours to make kadhas (I now know why!) for me and did not let anything get in way of my comfort.
• A quick normal delivery
• My job - Just to be able to keep it, for the money, for the flexibility, for letting me get out of the house for sometime and for letting me be me.

Ok, and here is the wishlist (I wouldn't call them resolutions because that leaves me free to not do anything about them).

• Get/ Stay more in touch with friends
• Get a smokin' bod (Now, who am I kidding)
• Be a good parent
• Enjoy life

Here is to love, fun, health and good times! Welcome 2012!