Something better than nothing

Recently the thoughts of grabbing a job was hung in my mind so i was kind of racing with my mind ,  its all the impact of my friend going for job ,where in i know there is no way to get a job now and no point in leaving my lovely kids with someone else. Seriously i don’t trust anyone especiallly after reading through the daily news that scares the hell out of me.

Job is not a prerequisite but one day i have to ,else my education might go waste. Ofcourse being mommy is a  best part of life and I do enjoy it. The so called inner voice was strong enough that whenever i get a free time i surf through option in the net , but i seem to have become confused , and my inner voice led to nothing

Reading through experienced mommies blogs  became a hobby and i discovered many other moms who moved to some other works which they found out themselves in their so called ‘breaktime’. I thought deeply aboubt what i want to do  again going forward and somewhere concluded i would better do some course because art n craft is not a piece of cake for me so something different is the best choice.
The better persons in my life whom i always look for suggestions and guidence assured me that I can do it and hence forth going forward with my decision to study .Hope i complete it 😉 .


Running around

It’s a busy stage for my lil gal ,she is busy learning to stand up on her own and start walking. She is total impatient.

The moment I take her in my arms ,she struggles her way down, so that she can crawl around and make her mommy run behind her. She seems to enjoy it  , because I see her turning back and looking at me and giving me a smile ,which implies ” Come and catch me , mama” .

The smile just blows out all my tiredness and even though I don’t want to run behind her, I go. She roams around the house, trying to find out a perfect place to hold up and stand . Thats the scary part, she might hold onto something , that might just fall off, or just pushed ahead , so I need to be careful al along, It’s like am alert all the time.

She holds on to the sofa, and walks from one end to another , and in between turn back to see, that my both hands right behind her, even if she does;t bother , she just falls back, as she knows , her tensed mom will be always right behind her.

Truly its tiring, its kind of am always on a high alert condition  , like an army man posted on border. Even then , am enjoying to the fullest. 

The joy of being with your kid in every step they take is best joy anyone can get.

Growing up…

I hear from everyone around me , that my lil gal is becoming far more mature , and of course sometimes the vice versa, Am not sure  I can handle it , I don’t know whether being mature is right to wrong for her age. I still love her as my lovely lil gal.

She seems to be mature enough to handle many situations , is it because of the arrival of her younger sis , am not pretty sure ,but am glad ,she tries to understand a lil bit. She understands many important things I try to convey her ,and many she is able to stick too, but she is a kid too , not to be forgotten sometime  ,she keeps doing lil mischievous things and takes time to admit it.

Ofcourse as a kid, she does have few naughtiness , some mischiefs , that is required. Whenever someone points out to me , my kid is too emotional, I talk to her, I try to tell her that whatever we are always with her. Am not sure being emotional is a crime, nowadays  that’s something vanishing out from the world.

Being emotional , I feel , she is growing up, understanding , whats exactly love , pain and care . She demands attention from me and her dad , through all these, which I cannot deny neither him.

Things will  change and may be one day I will be longing to see this perfectly imperfect side of her ,as she is growing up and becoming more  understanding. She understands me  , when am tired, in pain , she takes care of me , she sits next to me and keeps her lovely lil hand on my forehead , reassuring me that all will be fine.

Someone truly said ,  kids are like medicine , their touch is just enough to cure any illness and tiredness. It’s a special feeling to be pampered by your own daughter sometimes , and I am truly loving it.

Tiring….me…. and my Duracell babies

The moment am tired … lil one..jumps up as if she is fully run around and make me run around, even though am enjoying it ,its of course tiring. 🙂

While she is asleep , I manage to finish all work and with the mere interest to sit idle for at least a minute , I hear the sound …yes its her , she woke up ,I don’t know how to react but I am not sure  what to react , should I be happy, or sad that I didn’t get my  break.

I love this stage of childhood, when they are full on and want to try everything new .Now she is in the stage of learning to stand and walk ,so she keeps holding on to everything and assumes that it will support her to stand on her own, but as a mom, I have to be with her , behind her to keep checking what she holds on to .

I see her crawling on busily and getting hold  of everything and giving me that look , ” see mama…. I got it and now am going to bite it” . She keeps holding things and looking for me to come and snatch it from her and she enjoys it.

Am enjoying the best time of their age and I had experienced with  a lil difference with my elder one too. 

The feeling of being powerful , giving a hand to our lil one to learn to walk and hold and play with things. The immense pleasure I get to be with them  , to teach them how to do things . 

When I see my kids full on energy I feel that the energy is induced  onto me and am able to enjoy motherhood .

time spent ..well spent

Time management is something not easy to get into , but still, when necessity arises we have to go for it , even when our mind is lazy .

With my baby getting more interested in crawling and standing on her own , my schedules are changing ,its difficult day by day, but , with my mere experience as a mom , am sure merrier days are on the way , so I have to keep calm.

I want to spend my best time with my kids, never to miss anything happening in their life , yea am a lil possessive about all these , but I am never a looser on that side, am always showered with lots of love from my kids.

I give my dedicated hours with my kids , and in turn I feel so happy and satisfied, never I feel am just nothing, because am everything for them and my family.

I do not want to regret about the time I sit at home and be just a parent and a dedicated wife, it’s just a phase , where in my family needs me. And am sure as every other women , a phase will come when I need to be out of home and show my kids , how we can manage a home, with a mom working.


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