Been long. Not getting a chance to sit and blog.. Of course, my son is keeping me busy.. He is growing fast and so are his demands too!! Did I just say that. Kids grow fast.. Really.. I used to never agree when my mom always said that especially with the first 2 years of parenting going at a snail’s pace. Those sleepless nights, tackling the fussy eater, picking up and dropping and a thousand trips to the playschool.. All those memories are so vague now in my mind.. Woah!! Again … I used to be so disappointed with my mom when she didn’t remember the minor details of my childhood days..How could she. How many kids does she have? But now when my son asks me what did I gift him on his 3rd birthday.. I put into use my grey matter but in vain.. Finally giving up I said.. No,beta. I don’t remember… I sounded like my mom!!!! And of course my son looked as disappointed as I used to be then. Ha ha .I think I know what he must have felt too…
I sound like my mom when I ask him to stack his toys neatly or when I warn him not to play with his food or force him to wish a guest…phew… The list is endless and every time I can’t help but notice that I sound like her …. Maybe all moms do that . they must be all similar. Wanting the same things from their children .. Isn’t it!! I don’t only sound like my MOM.. I sound like every mom.. Every mom who wants their children to grow into a matured , well behaved person… Ha! That’s what my mom would say too.. There I go again……. 😉
My dear little son turned 5 this May!!! Whoa!! Kids really grow fast…. And now he knows what he wants too. He wanted to have his friends home for his birthday celebration… He has been asking for it for over 2 months now and we too wanted to do it… But my only worry was that most of his friends would be out of town as schools have vacations during May. So we thought over it and celebrated it a few days before the vacations began… We had to fulfill this wish of his!!! He really wanted to have his friends home…
So we chose a comfortable Saturday as it would be convenient for most working moms to drop off their little 4 yr olds and 5 yr olds to the party. It was great fun shopping for balloons, ribbons etc to decorate the house. Buying gifts for all the kids and of course a nice birthday gift for my dear one… We ordered a cake of his choice too but the most challenging part was to keep all the kids entertained throughout the party!! Kids love to dance so I downloaded some popular songs of the season. Next, it was time for games…. I started thinking of all the games we played as a child. Finally settled on musical chairs and a game of bulls eye. He has a toy gun with bullets so thought of using it.
The evening started with all his friends and their moms arriving on time. To my surprise I saw my li’l one too welcoming guests and behaving a really nice host!!! Kids had loads of fun dancing, playing games and munching onto the snacks…. The house was full of chattering kids and music for the next 4 hours. And I also enjoyed watching my little darling having fun with his friends….
This was my first experience of inviting his friends home and I absolutely loved every bit of it. The planning, purchasing and the most tiring part – cleaning after they left!!! Next time I ll try and hide some of his toys before the party begins… It was crazy to find his toys under the sofa, inside the shoe stand and all over the house…
In short, this was a fun filled experience with a tiny lesson learnt….
The past few days have been very busy….we were shifting to another flat, in the same city though… Which meant a lot of work for me but for my dear little one, it meant he would have to leave his dear friends 😦
It is very difficult – the parting of friends, lots of promises between them, hugs and byes…. But this one was different. My son shared a special relationship with him. He was a Manipuri boy. And he spoke only English with a very strong accent. I should admit it here that even I found it extremely difficult at times to understand what he or his mother too spoke .. But surprisingly, my li’l one never had any of this problem. Maybe he never really needed the help of any language to communicate. And it was the same with that boy. They never needed any interpretor, but they both managed to play very well with their trucks or any other impromptu game they decided on. They made the rules themselves and followed it too. My son who spoke Hindi in a south Indian accent and that Manipuri boy managed to convey almost everything under the sun. And I would always stand there admiring them. The day we were about to shift, his little friend came to see him while I was busy getting the cartons loaded on to the truck. He realised we were going to some other place, that he would not see his friend again. So the two little friends just stood next to each other, holding hands till it was time for us to leave!!!
I am sure that both these kids would find themselves new friends and move on. I won’t be surprised even if my li’l one would forget him completely in a year. But what I love the most about them is the innocence in their friendship. Their eyes spoke,their touch conveyed the message and these little things made those two chirpy little boys great friends….
This is one of ‘those’ days!! Days when I get my bouts of anxiety…. And I happen to get them especially when my li’l one is unwell. It could be just a viral fever, but for me it is shattering. It is painful to see the otherwise oh-so-messy kids lying quietly on the bed,half asleep.
I was just wondering, what is it with the word Mommy!! Can’t they think logically and be practical! I mean obviously a viral fever would be cured in 2 days, then why act so weird as if it was the last day of earth!!! Some say coz this is my first child, I would get used to all this with my second one. Naah, I don’t believe this. I have seen my mother worry about both of us equally and sometimes a little more for her younger child. I guess, we mother’s find it difficult to imagine a day without the usual mayhem. After all we are a part of the hullabaloo they make. Like he asks for a candy, I refuse… He throws a tantrum, I punish… He spills water, I clean.. He plays in the garden, I go too… He waits for his chance to swing, I wait too… He is happy when he gets it, I m happy too….He plays in the sand, my hands are soiled too… He waits for some yummy snack, I long to prepare some yummy snack… He loves his return gifts in his friend’s birthday bash, I love to see what he gets…
See, I am there every moment he enjoys something or dislikes something. All mommies do it too. Maybe this is what I miss. The fun in his life. I have grown to become a child too. I m reliving my childhood days with him. When he is sick, I feel sick too.:-(