Small Things # 5 – Why do moms stare?

When we were small, I would often feel my mother’s eyes on us during gatherings and functions. In between chats and chores, she would stop and look at me and my siblings.

When I grew up a little, I would get irritated and ask her why she keeps checking on us. “To see whether you look fine,” she would answer with a smile.

Today, I caught myself doing the same thing. The older one looked at me, perplexed. I stopped staring and asked myself the same question – Why was I staring? The mom in me answered – “To see whether they are growing up fine. And to assure myself that I am taking good care of them.” I perfectly understood my mother then!

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The Big Brother

He knew it was late. His mother would be anxiously waiting for him but he wanted to dilly dally. He wished, she could come down to receive him at the bus stop just like she used to do! But these days she was always busy with the whining little thing, they brought from the hospital. 

It was his dream to be a big brother but now he realised how challenging it was. The baby was a cranky one. If only they could replace her with a sweet, sleepy baby! He no longer liked being a big brother. He wanted constant attention from his parents more than ever.

Dragging his feet, he went home. His mother was at the door with the baby. She reproached him for loitering around. But the cranky one smiled. He ignored her. But she cooed again and held out her baby hand. 

His feelings changed from dejection to exhilaration! She was quite cute, after all!

(This is my entry to the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the lovely Priceless Joy. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. This challenge is open to all who would like to participate. Thank you Jessica Haines for the image. Please CLICK HERE for more.)

5 Dirty Secrets of Mothers!

Yo mothers! I know all your dirty little secrets since I am a mother too. We lead a life that demands constant activity, sacrifice and 24×7 caregiving. Our everyday battles involve commotions, screams, tantrums and hullabaloo over silliest of things. 

So if we have some dirty secrets, we need to be excused! Shouldn’t we?

1) If the baby is sleeping near our closet, we often wear anything from unwashed nightgowns to hubby’s worn out t-shirt after bathing rather than taking the risk of waking the baby up.

2) We excel in eating messy leftovers of kids. This saves food and our energy. After all, eating is important for us not the style.

3) The rule is – never put your hand in a mother’s handbag! You may get revolted on touching used wipes, toffee wrappers and spilt juices on the inside. It is full if tidbits which is there just for satisfaction sake. 

4) Another rule is – watch when you borrow a mother’s phone! It may be battered, greasy or simply discoloured. It often is smeared with  cooking oil, baby food and spices. Most of the time, it becomes non functional and gets reduced to being the favourite toy of the baby.

5) We may have uncountable clothes in our closet but our complaints about ‘nothing to wear’ is justified! One quarter of our clothes are stained with baby poop, food or oil, other clothes are either too big or too small due to changes in our bodies within a span of few years. Some clothes are not ironed and others are simply not washed.


Mothers do many circus acts and perform shortcuts too to multitask. Often, a day seems too small to finish our chores. We need to be celebrated even if we look sloppy, unwashed with messy hair as long as we are bringing up a healthy family. Shouldn’t we!

So, three cheers for all of us! We may be chubby, messy, greasy and at times, overwhelmed and saucy but we are doing the noblest of noble jobs. Please accept our slovenliness for some time and applaud us!


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First post by my lil one

First post by my one year old!-

 Uu💐😥🗾🗾😀🍨😊😋❤️🍰❤️😀😬😆😇😇😀🙃🙈🙈🙈🕶🐔🐔🐔♓️📳♉️📳.

He was playing with my phone when he did this mischief. Initially, I thought of deleting it and then stopped. 

You all must have guessed about the author on seeing the content of this post. I have saved this post to show him his doing, when he grows up! 

Now, can you decipher this code? Well, I cannot!

I think, my baby wants to say hello to you all. Or may be he just wants to bug you all a little.

Anyways, lot’s of love and have a great weekend my dear friends.And yes, sorry for any inconvenience caused!

See you soon.

Two years and going strong…

  (This Valentine Special is a guest post by my friend and blogger Mini Singh.)

…I told him, “ I love you “. He was too busy checking out the new wheels and didn’t answer. I was dumbfounded! I waited for a few more seconds and then I said with little more emphasis on those three simple yet most important words, “I LOVE YOU”. He gave me one long look, which went right into my soul. I noticed him taking in my chunky nerdy glasses, dishevelled hair and a tired looking face. But he finally lisped the sweetest words, “I ove you”.

I couldn’t be more happier hearing these words. My little boy has turned two this week. He can’t yet pronounce words with letter ‘L’ in them and tends to say lollipop as ‘wayapop’ and love as ‘ove’. The only L-word he has mastered is ‘Lets go’, perfect to remind us that it’s time to go out for a walk. He likes spinning things, pretty much every thing that he lays his eyes upon and is always on the move. He can be especially seen in our wooden corridor near the entrance as the house is fully carpeted and the little explorer has already understood there is less friction from wood than other surfaces. And after spinning every new object, he turns around seeking an audience, and then our eyes meet and he beams with pride borne out of great accomplishment. I feel great to be a mother at moments like this. Motherhood is indeed blessed!

I have learnt with time and maturity that endless love comes only from a child and all they need in return is time and attention. We need to nourish them well, nurture them into fine human beings and try to be there always. Because they are what we will leave behind.

Have a look at my little beloved, who has changed my life forever!

  

The Epic Awesomness Award

  
I’ve been nominated for this
award title by my dearest blogger friend Millie Thom, whose works are always on my must read list.

She is a versatile writer, who packs creativity and information masterfully in her works. Her castle explorations and travelogues are memorable works, fit to be included in study courses. Do peep into her blog and you will know not one word here is an exaggeration. I am very thankful to her for nominating me for The Epic Awesomness Award. It is awesome to be referred to as awesome by a blogger as awesome as Millie…!

Before I begin about this award in particular, allow me to apologise to some of my blogger friends who nominated me for various awards, but I couldn’t accept those due to time constraints, sicknesses, domestic duties. Nevertheless, I have been very very thankful to them for  encouragement and support.

This particular award is special as it allows flexibility to ramble and there are not many specific questions to answer. Here are the rules:
1. You are awesome; tell us why.
2. You are my friend; tell us about other friends.
3. Be creative, but it’s ok if you are having trouble with this one.
4. There are no direct questions to answer; let yourself run wild!
5. Thank the blogger who nominated you.
6. Notify your nominees.

Here goes my answer:
I believe that I am Awesome simply because I believe in the power above me. I am nothing, He makes me special. I am not creative, He gives me ideas. I barely get time to express, He schedules everything for me…It is Him that makes me Awesome. Earlier, there were times I doubted myself all the time…even now I seroiously doubt my abilities and skills. But gradually, I have learnt to surrender my works, my actions to Him. I just need to work hard, He takes care of the rest. I am just a body, He is life. I am still learning that miracles do happen when you least expect them… and that there is something magical in our existence…the most important thing is to have faith!

I haven’t reached the stage when I consider myself a part of Him. I am a very ignorant seeker. However, I am happy being in His company. We are friends😀.

I am lucky and so very grateful. People around me have always been awesome. First, my parents, grandparents, siblings, uncles, aunties, cousins, friends …all of them were and are wonderful part of my childhood in small town India. And subsequently, my job years, friends, colleagues all were lovely in their own ways. And now, my kids, my husband and the new family – awesome in a myriad ways.

Last but not the least, my readers and fellow bloggers, are totally awesome people! Everyday I educate myself with your posts… get motivated by your likes and responses…and write to seek your company and feedback. Sometimes a message… a feedback… a like makes my day!

Here is a list of ten general things that make life awesome for me:
1) Cuddly babies who look so magical ( Cheers to all the newborns this year)
2) The ever changing pattern on the sky
3) Sound of laughter
4) Sinful icecreams, cakes, sweets
5) Unplanned outings to explore the world
6) An unexpected and sweet message out of nowhere
7) Genuine smile and nod from a stranger
8) Colourful and vibrant festivals
9) Books
10) WordPress
My Nominees: It is time to nominate some of my fellow blogger friends whom I consider as fabulous and awesome (I would be glad if you accepted the award but if you are unable to… no issues at all). They are each gifted and special people and I love their posts. Here goes the list:
Lata Sunil
Susan Langer
Sherin Skaria
Ritu
Nimi Naren
Louise
Just Maria
Yinglan
Draliman
yarnspinner
Vibrant
Indira
Oliana