big sister

My lil nandu is learning to take up big responsibilities. 

Sometimes I feel she is too small to take up that big girl position, but unfortunately, as all other older kids, she has to , as there is no other go. I too like other moms, asks her to help me clean the mess,, which only her younger sister does, and poor gal, she has to do, it , and if not always, am always inclined to blaming her. 

I know, at times I feel cruel, am making her do it, but most of the time, I too let her know , that , she is too good, and only she can help mamma , so she takes it as a responsibility rather than some punishments. Its tough to convince them , in doing something , when they have not done any messing up.

My younger one is copying and following her elder sisters footsteps, again giving my lil nandu a lil more responsibility , as she cannot be more childish, and had to be like a big sister and teach her younger one, to be a good girl.  I can see how well she is trying to be a good sister and at times , she too be like a lil girl, as she has to be . They fight, pinch, hit each other, share their toys and chocolates, and sometimes not, still , all these are just going to be memories rather than scars and thats my prayer always . 

However , whatever they do, am enjoying every bit of their childishness and at times,, they both irritate me till i loose my patience . At times I forget all other things , and be happy and enjoy the bliss of parenting . Am sure, my nandu also enjoys her part of playing the role model for her younger sister . I could see, how well, my younger one sings rhymes and do things like her sister, and yes, ofcourse, as she grows up , am sure, only her nandu will be beside her always . 

The blessing of sibling love, is you fight as you grow, but when you are in difficult time, only you sibling will be there with you, who understands your every breath than anyone else. i can say, as I know how much I love my brother, how much ever I fight with him. 

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Sleeping tantrums

Past few days… am here dealing with new kind of tantrums  from my younger one…

It is irritating,, upsetting… tiring and most of all.. repetitive… every day the same all old drams…and she knows how to convince to do it too…. .

Every night , when am falling into my deep sleep , she wakes up crying… and since I don’t want to disturb my lil nandu sleeping and her dad , I get up and start walking like a proper sleep walk, that was my initial condition, a proper sleep walk, totally , as my eyes cannot open, due to sleepiness ,and we walk for atleast 20 mins or so .. and slowly I try my tricks to put her to bed, sometimes she screams the moment her body toupees the bad, and she knows her mom is fooling her, and trying to put her to bed, she cries as if, some thorns is pricking her on the bed… and again …i take her and sit, but she is too tricky to fool, she directs me to the hall, where she wants me to walk, and again we walk another 15- 20 mins, and I keep gazing at the clock, where the time is running super fast, and I feel like my sleep time is running away from me , and  its like the whole world is conspiring against me , trying not to make me sleep .

And when am damn  tired, I end up someway crawling on the bed, putting her beside me,and she sleeps, as she got enough of walking , and  as I crawl into my blankets to sleep, my alarm rings, finally its time to be up for all daily chores.

Now after all these, my sleep started to play tantrums, and am not able to sleep , when everyone sleeps,, seems am getting older, heard someone saying as you grow older,  your sleep reduces. 

May be growing wiser too 😉  

Happy sleeping for all those who still keeps sleeping , and ofcourse am jealous.

growing up to be better mom

Now my lil gals are a year older..and I am enjoying every bit of their growth, something to treasure on. The moments I am sharing with them, is giving them and myself, a lot more happy memories . 

As a mom , am also growing up too.. many things change, as I can recollect ,I was someone ,who just sleeps too much, now , even though I sleep early,  as am tired all day managing and playing with my lil one, I wake up mostly right on time. Seems am  improving too. Waking up early was lil tough for me, now, at the ring of my firs alarm , am awake ,and sometimes before it too. 

May be am also becoming a mature mom.. i guess ;).

Anyways , I have always looked at mom , who is my role model in all these,she is full of inspirations and motivations , and energy. I know going older…. even I might be atleast lil bit like her, I wish too for the same.  I have seen her wake p, before everyone else, cook and clean and pack all our food , get herself ready and run for work. She has never taken rest, always busy in household and giving the yummiest food ,and being with us for everything. Am fortunate , I have a life to learn from. 

I don’t know what kind of mom I might be, but am yearning to be like my mom gain a lot patience ,and give enough love and care .Yet more to learn from her, but I have always a lesson to look upon from my mom , that helps me move on.I know , at that time ,when I was a kid, I might have being angry or never bothered to listen to her, but now I have all those in my mind ,and I have to accept the bitterness of motherhood too.

Many more to learn, in the coming years, hope my unprepared  lesson plans works out well 😉

Another year -turning 6

The memory of being a mom , giving birth to my lil angel, who called me mom first , is still as fresh as it happened minutes ago in my mind. I remember her first cry when she was welcomed to my world and the I remember every moments I spent with her. 

I want to make her days always special, with a difference in everything, i want to give her something or the other different from what I gave her the previous time. It might be small or big, but  I want her to learn the value of appreciation. 

She is always precious to me, even though we fight ,we scream, we get angry , still , she is my best girl. Someone who taught me what being a mom would be like. She taught the world of parenthood, with her I was like a newborn mommy, who tumbles along with she tumbles , who falls , when she falls, who cries when she cries. Like it was all new for her , it was for me too..

My ignorance , in many things, might have done many things go wrong in her, for which i can never ever forget. Still she is the one who encouraged me, to be more perfect and be confident. I could proudly say, am a mom , as she is my daughter. 

A year more, and more responsibilities to adorn ,in your life. I am confident that she will be perfect in anything she does, as she is my gem, a star, and the blessing she carries with , from everyone around.I know , she is moving to another class, a big step and more to learn. I hope am doing the right thing for you as a parent. 

Wishing you many more happy birthdays my darling nandu , and wish you conquer all your dreams, I will be with you forever as your strength and power.

all awake like an owl

As i was awake, again another night, luckily today I was not that tired , since am used to it, walking in the middle of the night with my lil one in my arms . Some nights I felt  like sleepwalking, as am just moving but my eyes are closed. 

Thats the struggle going on when you have a baby teething and another one coughing and not able to sleep properly. First 2-3 days , I don’t get angry, just upset, other few days, it will be like , tiredness madness , still there is no way out, and I have to carry her and walk  walk till she sleeps and finally putting her to bed  is the big struggle, still at night even in deep sleep the only thing that keeps mumbling in my ears is that “slow and steady wins the race” , yea.. in sleep too my brain supports me 😉 . 

I slowly put her down , and ofcourse , playing different tactics, sometimes with the help of a pillow , some times lying down, with all my hands under ,and it takes atleast 15 mins to take it out from beneath her.Usually i don’t try it and i sleep off in some awkward position and finally end up with body pain.

Night was beautiful ,as I still have a small light on in my balcony as I am scared off darkness , I was all awake ,with wide eyes, trying to figure out methods to help my elder one sleep properly ,as she was disturbed of cough. I felt like a n owl watching down from the tree , I was watching both my kids sleeping and husband sleeping, and finally I was sleeping too but almost half sitting. And finally i was asleep .

And my alarm rang..oh its time to get up. And another morning starts and everyday I hope  my kids sleep well, at night.