I have realized that I have not blogged about my girl at all. Its high time I change that…
At the onset, let me disclose her age - 20 months and her nick name is Genie.. I am not sure, how we arrived at this name.. her nickname means ‘an invisible spirit who carries out the wishes when summoned by a person’.. well in her case its different, she represents Genie just in name, while we make sure that her wish comes true when she summons us…
All those who know me knew that, I wanted my first child to be a girl. When we conceived our first child, we were keen on a girl.. Our (mine n DH (darling hubby) instincts were telling us from day One that we were having a baby girl… we even bought a pair of gold earrings :)… I know one should not buy anything before the baby comes, but I just could not stop myself.
I did not have any morning sickness in the first trimester, I always ordered food twice a week from restaurant while at work, despite warnings from well wishers, etc… I had two of my very good friends who were pregnant while I was preggers… the difference among all our babies are just 2 months. I was the second one to deliver in June, while one friend gave birth to her second baby, a boy in April and another also a boy in August. Another of our close friend gave birth to a boy in March 2007… So it is 3 boys and 1 girl in our friend circle in the same age group.
When the doctor told me that I got a baby girl, I was over the moon, I shouted yippee, hurray on the operating table :), the nurses thought I had lost it :)…
Why I yearned always for a daughter - was to dress her up in beautiful girly clothes, make-up and jewelry and all the other pretty things that one enjoys doing for their daughter… (even if I have a second baby, I would prefer a girl)
Besides the joy of having a baby girl, we had to face a difficult time during her birth as she was hospitalized few hours later in NICU - (neo-natal ICU)… Genie was a big baby. At the time of the delivery, she swallowed the water inside my womb, which got lodged on her chest making her shiver continually and heavy breathing… For 6 days she was kept in the incubator in NICU… I had seen her for a short time period after her birth and then I met her next after 2 days when I was discharged.
We had shortlisted 5 names for girls and 3 names for boy incase we got a boy… I scoured baby names sites for religion appropriate name with a nice meaning.
My DH n myself bonded with Genie very soon… Each day was a new experience with her for me and DH… Now that I am back to work after a sabbatical of 16 months, I can’t wait to go back home and play with her…
At 12 months, she was babbling more than kids of her age. She achieved all her milestones earlier than the average time of milestones… She discovered running (not walking) before her 1st birthday… And this new discovery, she allowed her self to run all over our home and neighbor’s too… thank god, my neighbour did not mind it much as her baby girl is 2 months younger to Genie (Genie is the eldest child in our building and her 2 friends are 2 months younger and another friend is 4 months younger - all the bahus got preggers around the same time with 2006 being the highest year of baby production in our building)
Even now, each day is a new day, as she adds a new word to her vocab every day and uses it all the times… She even tries to repeat the sentences spoken by us either in English or Gujurati…
She will ask for ‘doodh aapo’, ‘choci’ ‘choci doodh’. She even gives money to our laundry guy and our servant who gets milk every day.. Genie tells her ‘doodh’ and ‘tran (meaning 3)’ instead of 1 lt.. Everything for her is in three or rather ‘tran’ (3 as said in guju language).
She climbs on the chair kept near my MIL’s sewing machine n pretends to sew by swinging her legs up and down. She even helps us lay the table for dinner every single day… Now a days she tells me to leave home jaldi for work, so I can get a ‘laddu’ for her in the evening.
When I get home from work with DH, she yells ‘Papa aaya, Mummy aaya’ and claps excitedly… She does not want to be picked up by me at least (its ok if papa does it)… she then takes my bag and proceeds to empty the contents from it… and then play makeup with my powder compact…
She clings to me during dinner and especially when I go to the loo.. she guards the door and announces to all that I am inside and laughs aloud..
When she is sleepy she walks in the room, plonks stomach down on the mattress… then she tells me to come very near her, puts her hand around my neck and pats me to sleep for a minute or so and then it’s my turn to do the same till she falls asleep…
In the morning she is always in cuddly and chuckly mood.. If she is awake before our breakfast, she always wants to take breakfast for her papa.. She has learnt the art of balancing the plate perfectly while running with it to her father..
She snuggles into my DH’s arms when he picks her up in the morning (practically everyday), her head tucked into his neck, and one chubby little arm around each of my husband’s shoulders.
She is a bit fussy eater… who loves her chicken / tomato soup and rotis.. She loves papayas, nanakhai, strawberries, bananas, shrikhand, dahi, cheese, boiled eggs, sweets, icecreams, mithais and anything with chocolates (cakes, choco, yipee… she is chocoholic like me). She enjoys eating chicken (even mutton and fish are chicken for her)…
She has inherited the temper from her mother - when she doesn’t get what she wants, she cries so bad and becomes stubborn wanting it, that most of the times we have to give in to her demands. Talking about her being stubborn reminds me when I went for scan in the 6th month, she was just too lazy to move around for scanning… so the doctor had mentioned that your baby is going to be one stubborn kid :).
She loves the swings that her father does for her… She loves her ‘haathi who takes her all over the house’ (my DH)… Genie is always running, jumping, playing and never still, except when asleep.
She loves dancing, and any catchy tune, an ad jingle, or himesh’s song, her round little behind sways sideways and her fingers go bhangra… Now a days she dances like ‘ringa ringa roses’ by running in circles in one place and them plonks down happily…
She can laugh at the slightest smile from us and has to have a last laugh every time somebody laughs…
I love it when she lies vertical on when I m sleeping straight (she calls it sleeping ‘upat’ maane upaar)… she turns her head from one side to another and then snugs herself comfortably on my chest with my hands around her…
I forgot to mention one thing about her - she has to fall and hurt herself at least once or twice a day or else the day is not over
Those are the times when I feel I just cannot get enough of her or hold her close… Those are the times when 24 hours in a day are not enough time to spend with her…Those are the moments when I realize being a mother is the best thing in the whole world…