Monthly Archives: June 2007
I just read this post by Kiran
and it reminded me this family. I had refrained from writing about this because I didn’t have any child rearing experience. Not that I have a lot now.. but..anyway…
So, we met this family when we moved here.They invited us over for tea once. They have 2 kids- the older one -almost 4 and the younger one 6 months(at that time).We both love kids,I was pregnant…so were more than happy to accept their invitation.We spent over an hour looking for age-appropriate gifts , bought a cake for the hosts and were on our way.
When we knocked on the door,we were greeted with a loud war-like cry.DH told me it was the kiddo(Lemme just call him Kiddo).The Dad opened the door and there is the kiddo running around in the living room,throwing around some blocks as he does that…The Dad tells us, he is just excited because we have company. We think -Oh cute.
We gave them the gifts.. kiddo grabs his gift and excited tears open the packaging and starts to look at the toys ( we gave him a beach bucket with all the accessories for castle building and bubble making) .Excitement over, he starts to throw everything .. at the wall, at us..at his parents and even at his younger brother. and we are there dodging the flying blocks. I looked at DH..was this the wrong choice of gift? But it said ages=3+. Well, we’ll know when our munchkin is 3+ and we get that gift for her.
Next,he grabs his brothers gift ( a musical turtle)and starts to bang it on the floor. All the while parents are just watching, smiling.Neither one attempted to stop him.We just smiled.When bored with all the banging..he decided it was time for kickboxing practice. Kickboxing and running.He starts to run around the living room again, kicking all the chairs and their occupants.And his favorite spot to hit was the belly.I spent the rest of the hour shielding my belly.as we got up to leave, he got mad as to why we were leaving and started with first punching his dad in the belly, and then DH .It was then that the mom belatedly realised that I was pregnant.. and scooped him up to stop him. I kept cribbing to DH all through our drive home.He shushed me up saying”Its their kid, surely they know how to handle him .May be if there was a kid his age, he would behave differently”.So, I kept quiet. We met them again on a couple of occasions and it was the same.Even when there were kids his age,it was still the same.He would then channelise his energy into beating them. And the parents still didn’t try to stop him,even if he was wreaking a havoc in another person’s home or hitting another child.
The last time we saw them was while I was still at the hospital,after Aadya’s birth. We knew of their arrival, from the loud shouts and banging on the door. The nurse had to come and stop him, while the parents just smiled and said..”Oh he is so mischievous.” Once they were the in the room,all hell broke loose. He tried to take a look at the baby,started shaking the crib and almost toppled Aadya out of the crib,DH steadied the crib just in time.Again the parents did nothing to stop him all they had to say was-“Ohh he loves to look at babies”.Screamed in Aadya’s ear to wake her up..I asked DH to just take her back to the nursery.I didn’t want my baby to end up with a broken ear drum or worse. Baby out of the way, he started to focus on other stuff..”OHHH Camera..”he starts to throw it in the air…I yelled at DH( poor guy) to “take the camera away from the KID!!”All the parents had to say was- oh, he is not allowed to touch our camera so he is excited to see yours. Yeah Sure! Next he took the lid off of my dinner plate. DH put it back,he took it off again.This time DH told him No! and off he went to explore other interesting things in the room.He found the nurses call buttons near the door. And started pressing them,turning the lights in the room on and off.The mother is still sitting, talking..Father is outside holding their baby. I told the mom to ask him to stop …and that’s when she disinterestedly tells him..No kiddo don’t. and continues chatting.He doesnt stop,I point out to her again, he is playing with the buttons again,then she finally gets up.By then kiddo has spotted the crackers on my bedside table and wants them.I offered him some.And what does he do- opens the packets one by one and drops the crackers on the floor and crushes them with his shoes.All the mom has to say is..”Oh ,the hospital staff comes to clean the room everyday ,right!” I am like WTH!!!But even before I can answer her,Kiddo has toppled over the water pitcher,on the bed. That’s it..I had had enough.I just told her-“I think Kiddo is not comfortable right now,why don’t you guys go now.. and come back some other time.” She mumbled something about him being tired..and said goodbye.Needless to say, we haven’t heard from them after that.
I dont blame the kid in this whole thing and nor am I being judgemental.Kids will always be kids and its their business to be naughty .But at the same time,its our job as parents to check them when they are wrong,reprimand them for bad behavior and if need be even smack them on the butt! I know after reading this post DH and so many others are going to say”How can you say all this,when you are not in their situation?” No,i am not in their situation, and I cannot change their situation but I can surely do something about it ,where my baby is concerned. And thats what I intend to do.Even now when we go out to eat with others,if Aadya gets fussy,one of us gets up and paces outside with her..so that atleast the others can enjoy their meal peacefully.If its just us and she is very fussy, we just ask for boxes and pack up the rest of our meal. If she is acting stubborn and just screaming (read throwing a tantrum) to be picked up,I pick her up, try to catch her eye and talk to her.. that does seem to distract her and make her forget why she was crying in the first place and then happily put her back on her play mat or wherever she was. Does she really understands what mommy is telling her?I don’t know. Has the angry screaming reduced?Yes!
Will I be able to do a good job in mommying her?I dont know..But what I do know is if she is going to act up when she grows up,she is surely going to be put in her place.If she is being mean to other kids,she is going to get a big speech from Mamma and Papa and if need be even a smack on the butt.I am not going to just stand there and smile and not say anything. How well we do at this? I guess I will have to do a follow up post on that in about..3 years.
Edited to Add:- Before I get bombarded with emails and phone calls from Aadya Fan Club,I just want to assure you all that she gets her share of hugs and cuddles.The “not picking up” is because over the last few weeks ,she has got too clingy and so its just an attempt to break the habit. Because now it has reached a stage when she wants to be held all the time.. even when she is sleeping; the moment I put her down,she stretches and wakes up!
Happy Father’s Day to you!
This year,on your first official dad’s day… I just want to tell you how happy I am that you are my daughter’s dad. When I first met you,the one of the many things that I liked about you was that you were so involved in your family- How you always took the time to accompany your parents to their social obligations,I had not seen that in guys our age..and so it just touched my heart.. earned you a special place there 🙂
When we were dating, I was the one going ga–ga over babies and you… well, instead of freaking out and running away from commitment, just smiled and indulged me.. taking me baby shopping, any time you had to pick up gifts for your cousins or friends kids 🙂 And the way you would pay attention to detail and to each child’s likes and dislikes.. just warmed up my heart a little more…in fact a lot more.
On the day of our engagement , when I introduced you to one of my nephews as “Uncle”, the way your eyes widened,I was a little worried about how my plan of “house full of babies” would work..But instantly, you recovered and happily took up your new role as “Uncle”, clowning around with my naughty nephews and nieces.Who does that on their engagement day.. ? That day I thanked you by getting annoyed.. but today I want to say..”Thank You”.I loved you even more from that instant.
When we got married and started talking about babies..you would just smile and not say much.. making me think.. if you are really ready? And then, we were left holding Baby Tuktuk,when her parents missed the train and I saw you comfort that scared baby. The way you kept your cool in front of that screaming baby.. and all I could do was just watch you in amazement.That moment I knew..that I may not be as ready as I think I am but You are definitely ready to have a baby.
When we were trying to get pregnant, and I would get disappointed and depressed with every negative pregnancy test,you kept me going. When I was ready to give up, you were the one who told me ,its going to happen. Last Mother’s Day, when I was so raw and emotional,you brought me a cake and a plant as a mother’s day gift…That beautiful plant with its cute purple butterfly.. is by far the best gift you ever gave me.. For that told me how much you love me.. and also made me hopeful all over again. Could that be a reason for Aadya’s fetish with Purple Butterflies? Coz I did get pregnant in the very next cycle.
The way you hugged me when the doctor told us about my positive pregnancy test and how you took care of me and our unborn baby for the next 9 months was amazing…. I never expected you to just take charge of the house as if you had been doing it all your life.. those special cups of tea that greeted me as soon as I walked out of the bedroom.. were my special treats.. and not to forget the foot-rubs, that I shamelessly asked you for,no matter how tired you were 🙂 Driving out to god knows Where all, just to look for the perfect flavor of ice cream or just the right tamarind Chutney or yummm Thai TOMYUM soup just because “The Baby wants it”
I collected all the baby books and pregnancy books,You read them.. and cross checked on the Internet..while all I did was “Be Pregnant”!
When I got gestational diabetes, you so selflessly gave up eating sweets, your favorite treats.. I know even I cant do it so effortlessly *Blush*
When you got lost in wonder looking at Aadya, when she first saw the lights of the world and how you held her for the first time, forgetting everyone including me what I saw in your eyes was pure joy! And watching you both together,was just so so sweet… What was funny was that the nurse had to nudge you 3 times before you finally let go of your precious bundle.. only to follow her to the nursery.. Now, when I think of those moments,my eyes water up and a fond smile plays on my lips.. and when I watch you sleeping peacefully with Aadya lying happily in the crook of your arm,I feel so so blessed.
When I watch you with Aadya,I know things will just get better and better .. you will just get more and more involved.. be a part of her life today and always..Whether you are sleeping with her, rocking her, blowing raspberries on her tummy or just changing her diaper.. all I see is love!! I know you are a great dad and will just keep getting better and better..:)
When you say thank-you to me every single day for this Precious Gift ,Aadya..I just smile.. cause I know..she is as much your gift to me , as mine to you.. And I also want to just tell you Thank-you for all the love, joy and happiness you have brought to my life.. 🙂
As I end this note,All I want to tell you is… Be healthy ,my love.. for there are so many more wonderful days awaiting us… so many beautiful father’s days when Aadya would be a more involved participant of the celebration rather than just being a cuddler ( though I know thats all you need right now..)So, sweetie, take care of yourself.. be healthy..beat the diabetes.. For me and For Aadya…
Happy Father’s Day,My Darling!!
I just read this today-
“Its so much easier to become a father than to be one”<somewhere
And I know.. this is just perfect for you…because you were a father in your mind and heart even before you became one.
Love you loads,today and Always
Father’s Day, A day to honour your dad..A person we take for granted so easily. He is so involved in our lives from the beginning of our existence..He is the one who nurtures us, pampers us,spoils us and disciplines us and yet, its so easy to just take these things for granted.
We expect our dad to be there, when we need him..to sit by our bedside when we are not well, to bring home special treats and if god forbid he forgot, to sit and coax us to change our mood. We expect him to foot our bills for expensive shopping trips,even if not even a single thing bought is for him.
We expect him to pick and drop us at ungodly hours, no matter how tired or how sleepy he is.
We expect him to appreciate every single gift or card we give him…even if all we say in return of his gifts is ..”Ohh Wow“!
We drag him to restuarants at times way past his bedtime and expect him to make funny conversation..and then pout..when he yawns. He brings home fresh tender coconut water, because you love it and if he forgets one day.. you make a fuss…”Oh Papa,I was waiting for that”…
He loves you, He pampers you.. He cares and just makes everything right in your
world.. and what does he expect in return…???
Well,Nothing!! Just that his kids are happy and successful..that they remain blessed in
everything that they do,that they enjoy all that they want..that they never have to say” oh well,its OK” for want of something.He just knows how to give..freely- His love, his well wishes, his blessings..His heart just stretches naturally to include every new addition..That’s what a
father is.. Always there for you.. Always loving..
And though we take him for granted in our own daughterly ways..its time to say
Thanx Dad, for being a sport about everything-Thanx for loving us the way only you can..Thanx Papa,For being you!!
Happy Father’s Day!
Its my baby sister’s birthday today. My baby sister-Having a new baby sister who’s constantly taking up mom’s time, hoarding all her attention-that’s a lot to comprehend for an almost 3 year old and the fact that this baby is here to stay doesn’t make it any easier. No amount of explanations and pep-talks by my mom and aunt and grand-parents would have prepared me for this screaming addition to the family,who would summon all my devoted fans to her side with just a whimper.I was just not ready to give up my kingdom!!I am told I made life hell for my aunt or grandparents who came running to pick me up when I woke up in the middle of the night..telling them rudely -“HUH?? What are you doing here..?I want my mommy!!!”I don’t remember much of this-don’t even remember looking at my sister the first time.As we were growing up, that sibling rivalry had its ups and downs-sometimes mild sometimes reaching its peak,driving our parents up the wall. I remember this one time vividly.Sis was sick and I was entertaining her.Mom was in the kitchen and my little sis threw up.I called mom..who came running and slipped off the wet floor. And me,I ran as fast as my little 5- year old legs could run to our neighbour’s house to get medicine to stop her vomiting.When I came back,I got a whack on my butt, for having run away when I could have helped .. And then I gave my mom the medicine and all she could do was hug us both close.She used to say, that when she was about to give up on us ever getting along, this one episode would restore her faith!
I have a faintest memory of my sister just a toddler,stealing fruits from the Pooja ki Thali on Diwali day.One of dad’s friends caught her red-handed on camera.Another memory of hers growing up I have is that before every Birthday ,she would get into some mischief and end up hurting herself- so she would have a broken wrist or a bleeding nose or scrapped knees on the day of her birthday party.Every year on Diwali day,she had to religiously burn some part of her clothing, her hair or worse her body! And No,My parents were not negligent..This was one naughty brat!
Another cute story I remember is when she was younger, she had acute asthma and so my mom wouldn’t let her go out to play in the dust as the rest of us..So, she would prop this 3 year old up on the bed near the window. In no time she would be standing at the window, grabbing the window bars and screaming-Why?? Because she saw some kid rough-housing me during the game! And she would be screaming -“Hey Chhod de meri behen ko,Door reh usse!” (Hey leave my sister,stay away from her )My little bodyguard..She is still my biggest protector.No one dares to mess with me when she is around.
She hated calling me didi..Nope!Never..Even when she was very young, she would call me SO(nickname for my nickname).Even now she calls me Chotu(little one).The day she calls me Di,I know its because she is missing me too much or needs me to butter-up our dad for something.
For as long as I can remember she has been referred to as my sister-Poor baby had to stand up to the image her elder sister created-in school,among relatives-‘Oh Your sister used to do it like this’ and the sweet soul that she is was always proud of Her sister. I feel so guilty when I think back of all the times when I was mean to her..in an older sister way- Don’t follow me around,don’t dress up like me,my friends are my friends!!Of course that was till we entered teenage..Then it was like we were co-conspirators..we both had the same super-powers to fight-OUR PARENTS!!We had the same curfew and figured out that if both of us are late ,the heat is distributed. That was when we had the same set of friends and almost overcame sibling rivalry.The final step away from Sibling rivalry of course came after my mom’s death.Sure we had fights after that too.. but it was like just so much easier to make than to continue a fight. And now we alternate between the role of mom- She is my biggest Baby!! And she mothers me like there’s no tomorrow.When I went to India last year,she took me to all her favorite restaurants, ordering my favorite food! When I told her about my pregnancy,she had a long list of Do’s and Dont’s! I had to stop her and ask her how many kids has she delivered. It seems she had been gathering all this information about pregnancy and pregnant women, to be delivered to me at just the right moment.That day she also started putting aside a chunk of her salary for her “rock star”( Her name for my baby).
Today morning,one of her friends called me to ask me for her number,to wish her.And while we were talking, mentioned how much she admired Sis and so was looking forward to meet HER sister. I felt so proud! All the ego of those younger years has long since gone.The fact that I am her sister .. and she is so loved and admired in her own world… just makes me wanna fluff up and strut like a peacock.My baby sister has grown up.She has made a place for her self.. her own identity..She has come out of “Trish’s Sister” phase.
And this year I found the perfect card for her– Here are the words on the card-
Here’s Wishing a very very happy birthday to-
My darling sister < Aadya’s Masi>! God bless you darling.. We all love you!
My sweet sweet grandma,who is now a Great-Grandma-Happy birthday Aaji!! Wish we were there..
And Last but not the least,
Dear Dear little boy,Winkie-Happy birthday,Darling! You are 4 today,God bless you ! Grow up big and tall and keep entertaining us with your fab sense of humor!
P.S. Winkie’s mommy Was the final push that I need to enter the wonderful world of Blogging..Thanx Tara You are an inspiration to me :)…Enjoy your wonderful boys!
Here’s wishing DH a very very happy birthday!
Wish you all the happiness, all the joy, all the luck, all the success,all things happy and bright,
With lots of love, loads of hugs and big boost of sunshine!!!
I know I have given you the best gift( Thanx for saying it to me again and again,every single day) Here’s your Gift-Wishing her dearest Papa a velly happy b’day!!
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! from Aadya!
Love you Darling,We are both blessed to have you in our life
You are the perfect son, the perfect husband and now the perfect dad and ofcourse the best of friends- I was tired of listening to the phone ring!!!
Thanx everyone for all the wishes!
When we first started thinking of having babies, there were so many things that we discussed.. how we would raise them, what we would name them,how we would never fight in their presence..Lots of other stuff changed. Our parenting ideas changed.. we would have never imagined 2 years back that we would take such a laid back-at-times-prompt-at-others approach..The names that we thought of the first time we ever spoke about having kids are lost somewhere in between.. but we were still very sure of one thing ..That we would never fight in front of our kids. And we broke that rule today.
DH and I were talking about a sensitive issue and that led to heated exchanges. Aadya was there on our bed.She kept going back and forth with her eyes from DH to me to DH.She would then look at one of us and smile, we would smile back at her, but still continued arguing. The poor baby,I think she sensed the tension and we saw a pout beginning to form, the lower lip beginning to quiver.DH picked her up,I kissed her, she was still whining.. looking at us- one person at a time and whining.. My poor baby, our sweet little angel..we stopped fighting and began consoling her..played with her, made her smile and coo..Such a little person but she understands everything… she is a part of everything!Frankly, before Aadya came along, a fight about this issue would have gone on endlessly.. but not any more.
We made up immediately and I am sure she forgot about it too.. but I am just feeling so so guilty.We promised never to fight when she is around again.I know there will be many more arguments and fights .. but,I hope we can keep her away from the unpleasantness. I couldn’t sleep and so decided to write , so that the next time I am upset and ready to fly off the handle,I hope I have the sense to stop and read this post.
How do you all manage to keep the fights away from your kids and if by chance, they happen to witness a disagreement, how do you deal with it? I would love to hear from you all on this one.
As I was re-reading my post about Aadya’s 2 month update..I realised that in all my excitement,it has turned out to be just a mommy-brag ..So, this one’s for you ,darling hubby.
Aadya is one smart cookie,she already knows who’s on her side.She has DH nicely twirled around her little finger. She just has to pout once and she gets lifted out of the crib.She already knows that the tall one , is the one who will do anything to keep her from crying. She spends all day with me.. but come evening and DH comes home and then she changes loyalties..Then,its like the father-daughter team has to make up for all the time lost. She behaves herself and takes all her naps in her crib but at bedtime when DH is home, she just wont sleep there.The moment we put her in her crib, she start whining..I pat her, whining stops, then starts again.DH comes rushing.. and then starts the crying.. she looks at him with those puppy eyes!!! My GOD!! I think..she already knows how to make her papa dance to her tune! He scoops her out of the crib and she sleeps on our bed..She loves cuddling up with her Papa and sleeping in his arms. She literally turns herself towards him like a sunflower towards the sun and snuggles up closer for warmth. One weekend,I was cooking and they were both playing. By the time I finished cooking, they were both fast asleep..Aadya cuddled up next to her dad, one tiny fist and one chubby thigh resting on his chest . Awww they looked adorable.
DH is such an involved dad..right from the moment Aadya was born. He was the one to watch her when she got her first bath, the one who held her when she got her first shot, the one who changed her first diaper and gave her her first bottle. I am sure the first few hours of her life, Aadya was sure he was her MOM!He was on a conference call, this morning when Aadya got her shot. He felt so bad that he wasn’t there to hold her.as soon as he finished, he came and hugged her!Asked me 10,000 questions about how I held her,did i hold her close enough,if she cried too much, how many shots.. etc etc etc..
He still wakes up with me every night.I have to force him to go back to sleep. The poor guy is on medication now and that makes him so drowsy , but still even the slightest whine from Aadya and he is up.For a guy who hates shopping, he spends hours in baby stores, deciding what to buy and ends up buying everything that he was choosing from!
Its just so wonderful watching him with Aadya..I feel truly blessed to have this beautiful family.Aadya is really lucky to have him as her dad.I know she is going to grow up to be daddy’s girl :),
This morning I was talking to my dad.He is so worried about my sister getting married.Typical dads. He kept telling me that I should talk to her, ask her if she likes someone or if he should start looking for a “suitable boy”. He said he also wanted to talk to DH about it and discuss what all needs to be done . I was suddenly reminded of the time when DH met my dad the first time.We had been seeing each other for about 6-7 months then. And DH had been asking me to marry him almost everyday.I dared him.. to ask my dad for my hand if he was really serious. And he did!
After every date,he used to come to drop me .He would drop me a little away from home and leave. But that day,he insisted on dropping me all the way home.I thought he meant – the colony gate. But no,he meant all the way home!!! So, he came to drop me.I said Bye at the door.. he rang the bell!Dad opened the door.I panicked!! He coolly introduced himself and asked my dad if he could come in. Asked dad if he could talk to him…I was staring at him with my mouth wide open. Dad told me to go and “make tea”..I want to talk to him! “But papa”… “Go!!!” Gulp!I left. They spoke..I don’t know what.I guess DH told him about his job, future plans,family and of course asked him if he could marry his daughter!!!
Dad said sure if your parents are OK with it,I will support you both. But,I will not willingly let my daughter marry into a family where she is not welcome! That’s it..Then the talk was over. Tea was ready.. we all sat down and had tea like he was a casual friend of mine. No one looking at the scene from outside would have guessed that this guy had just asked my dad for my hand in marriage!!Two cool guys sitting comfortably, while a girl squirms nervously!
A few months later, DH changed jobs, got a better job. He called up and told my dad that he had spoken to his parents and if my dad wanted he could talk to them. My dad called his father ,who refused to talk-point blank!! in his words-” You take care of your daughter ,I will take care of my son”.And he hung up!!! That’s where DH lost some points. My dad was sure then.. that he is taking me for a ride . He started looking for a suitable boy! He told me-“I met the guy of your choice and see what happened.. Now will you meet someone that I like?I don’t want you wasting your life if S and his family are not ready.” So,I went to meet his “boy”.DH was so tensed..My cell phone was on silent mode. By the time the meeting was over and I checked my cell phone, there were at least 20 missed calls!! The moment I picked up his next call, he barked into my ear-“Did you like him?” hahhaha.. Of course I didn’t. DH met my dad once again in an attempt to pacify him.. but he was still not fully convinced. It took another 6 months and several ultimatums( If I don’t marry her, I wont marry at all) and intervention from so many people to convince DH’s parents. They are still not exactly happy.. but DH has slowly and steadily climbed to the position of “best match for my little girl”.
I may still be just the-girl-who-stole-our- son , the daughter-in-law.. but he has definitely moved on from the son-in-law to the son!He is now the son,my dad never had. Even the smallest of decisions, when my dad used to earlier consult me n sis, now he includes DH too. In fact,I am a wee bit Jealous when I say this that more often than not, his advice is the one most sought.Even when my sister has something important to discuss( new job, new cell phone, new computer), she calls up and says.. Di, give the phone to Jeeju! LOL!
When I call up my aunt or grandmother, they are more concerned about how he is doing and if I am taking care of him( hello… I am the daughter)…Ohh well,he is a sweetie and he deserves it!
And today when my dad spoke about my sister’s marriage and how he wanted to discuss the whole deal with DH,I literally had tears in my eyes. We have come so far, he has made a distinct place in my family.
Whether I gained a new family or not is still debatable..But He has surely got himself a brand new family.. a family that’s absolutely crazy about him.
Here’s what they have to say for you-
“Beta,I am very proud of you! You deserve all the success and all the happiness.God Bless you!”
P.S.- Dad is not very net savvy and sis is too busy with her new job.. so I had to call them up and ask them to say something for DH,so that I could put it in this post!
Aadya turned 2 months old on April 30th.We celebrated her 2 month b’day with Mexican food and bite-sized cupcakes!My little baby is growing up so fast..faster than I can catch up with.She has changed so much in the last one month. Her face changes almost everyday! And I could have sworn I saw her eye lashes double up as I was holding her!
She loves watching mommy ..The intense stare melts my heart every single time. When she wakes up every morning, she wants mommy to hold her, and she needs that uninterrupted cuddle time. Any attempts from my her grandmother to hold her at that time are met with loud protests.
She loves her butterflies- The butterflies on her crib mobile and has long conversations with them. So, when she wakes up,she first has a chat session with her colorful friends, then gets mad when they don’t talk back.. even after hearing her sweet coos!
She loves to smile. Every time I respond to her diaper call, pick her up, talk to her,I am rewarded with big smiles and if she is in a really good mood, I can even hear a chuckle. But mostly the chuckles are reserved for her butterflies.
This past month she had a lot of tummy trouble and so her doctor put her on formula, Similac Ailmentum.It seems that she is protein intolerant or colicky or both. And Aadya hates her formula!! And she makes sure we know it. She makes all kind of faces, cries, pushes her bottle away,and as a last resort even goes PHHHHHthew! But the formula seems to have soothed her tummy.
She is using her hands more and more.She will just not take a pacifier if she doesn’t want it. Not that I give it to her too often… I give her the pacifier some times at nap times when she has trouble sleeping but dare I try it when she is mad.. she spits it right out. And now that she can use her hands, she slides,1 tiny finger into the paci ring and takes it out of her mouth. And when she wants to suck on it, and mommy tries to remove it, she uses the back of her hand to keep it there!!hehehe
She now doesn’t mind staying in her swing by herself.Otherwise, earlier she would be in her swing and DH or I would be squatting on the floor talking to her, holding her hand!!Yesterday she even dozed off there!So that’s something!
She had her two month check-up today and weighs 10 lbs and 9 Oz ,exactly 4 pounds more than her birth weight. And she is 23 inches tall. On the whole,she is doing well( knock on the wood).