Lakshya was the first movie Ed and I watched together.Though we were not dating back in 2004,we just happened to watch a movie together.I miss watching movies with him in the theater(nah...nothing naughty,just watching.We have always watched only movies- may be boring but yeah,it's true!).There are a zillion things I miss doing now.
* Frequent visits to Coffee day/Barista.
* Ride on Ed's bullet.(We can still go for it on his pulsar but it won't be just two of us anymore and I won't be able to sit close to him whispering in his ears).
* Talking over cell phone.
* Walking on the green-grass holding hands.
* Waiting for each other at the end of shifts.
* Him dropping me home after my shift which would end early in the morning (around 5am/6am)
The list may go on but getting married was not an end to it.It was a new beginning.I loved all the things we did together(yeah,sure you can smile).Most of the time Ed and I used to have different shifts with different WOs.We managed through it.Waking up when the other came home,having coffee early in the morning like 2/3,Ed would even tell me what happened in my favorite soap the day I missed.It really was a different experience when we two got married.
Now that we have a baby and it's a no,no to go to a theater to watch a movie,coffee day,bike rides and watching soaps as well.We spend most of the time catering to his needs and then whatever we talk revolves around him.We sleep and wake up at his mercy!!!!This is one of the things I get to do when he's sleeping....recollecting what we did and it makes me happy that we have always been together!
I may miss the moments Ed and I used to spend together but today we are closer to each other than we ever were and I'm sure each phase of life will bring us closer to each other than the previous one.I guess,this is called bonding for life.I'm sure it has happened to many but it's special when it actually happens to you because it's real only then!
May 31, 2010
May 27, 2010
She continues to play the role all along her life....!
There are times when my mom tells me "Why don't you leave your son with us for sometime,we will look after him for a while and you can do things that may revive you"! I smile and say " Yeah,will do it sometime".But I wonder if I will be ever able to let him go away from me(in any context) and if that could revive me in any sense!I remember the day when he was in NICU(neonatal ICU- ICU for new borns) due to jaundice.I couldn't wait to see him.
That reminds me of an episode of a mother who hadn't seen her newborn from the day she was born for 20 days!Yes,there was a lady who gave birth to a baby girl before the gestation was over (around 7 months) which was underweight and had some health issues.She(baby) didn't cry soon after she was taken out from the womb(and apparently it's a problem).The baby was in the ICU under photo therapy kind of stuff and could not be removed even for nursing.So the mother had to use a pump to express her milk into a bottle every time for 20days without even seeing the baby as nobody is allowed inside that environment where babies are kept except the staff.There's no hell which could be as torturous as this one.
Whenever we crossed path to nurse the babies or express milk,we could see her sitting in one corner and expressing the milk looking into a null zone.I once saw that woman's father who was in tears talking about her and how painful it was to her that she would beg her father to get the baby and take the two home.Being a new mother I could know how she felt(of course it could be 1000 times more than what I could understand).
One fine day(I guess it was the day I was getting discharged and they were going to give my son to me - forever) when I walked in,I saw her sitting in a corner not doing anything,she was kneading her palms,rubbing her forehead and looked very restless.In a while,one of the staff member came to her with a tiny thing wrapped in a soft white cloth and we knew it was her baby.It was the first time she was going to hold her.They placed the baby on her chest making the baby feel the contact with the mother's skin and she was told this would be done everyday from then on for 10 mins (but nursing was still not allowed). The baby was too small,probably half of my son's body length.I was very happy to see the mother,her face was wet and brightly lit up,she didn't know what to do.She hugged her little one as she sat there looking somewhere in the space trying to digest the fact that she was feeling her daughter.
Baby looked little discomforted,it was equally struggling and was making feeble sounds but wasn't crying.I slowly shifted my focus to mother where I could see the baby's pain in her eyes and tears rolling down on her cheeks.Yes,it's true that the moment baby is born the mother is also born and she continues to play the role all along her life....!
That reminds me of an episode of a mother who hadn't seen her newborn from the day she was born for 20 days!Yes,there was a lady who gave birth to a baby girl before the gestation was over (around 7 months) which was underweight and had some health issues.She(baby) didn't cry soon after she was taken out from the womb(and apparently it's a problem).The baby was in the ICU under photo therapy kind of stuff and could not be removed even for nursing.So the mother had to use a pump to express her milk into a bottle every time for 20days without even seeing the baby as nobody is allowed inside that environment where babies are kept except the staff.There's no hell which could be as torturous as this one.
Whenever we crossed path to nurse the babies or express milk,we could see her sitting in one corner and expressing the milk looking into a null zone.I once saw that woman's father who was in tears talking about her and how painful it was to her that she would beg her father to get the baby and take the two home.Being a new mother I could know how she felt(of course it could be 1000 times more than what I could understand).
One fine day(I guess it was the day I was getting discharged and they were going to give my son to me - forever) when I walked in,I saw her sitting in a corner not doing anything,she was kneading her palms,rubbing her forehead and looked very restless.In a while,one of the staff member came to her with a tiny thing wrapped in a soft white cloth and we knew it was her baby.It was the first time she was going to hold her.They placed the baby on her chest making the baby feel the contact with the mother's skin and she was told this would be done everyday from then on for 10 mins (but nursing was still not allowed). The baby was too small,probably half of my son's body length.I was very happy to see the mother,her face was wet and brightly lit up,she didn't know what to do.She hugged her little one as she sat there looking somewhere in the space trying to digest the fact that she was feeling her daughter.
Baby looked little discomforted,it was equally struggling and was making feeble sounds but wasn't crying.I slowly shifted my focus to mother where I could see the baby's pain in her eyes and tears rolling down on her cheeks.Yes,it's true that the moment baby is born the mother is also born and she continues to play the role all along her life....!
May 14, 2010
Because, when I say I want to feel I could be misinterpreted!!
It was the wedding reception of one of Ed's colleagues we were scheduled to attend that Sunday evening.That previous night we couldn't sleep well as my son was in a mood for more comedy.Looks like he has inherited the non-genetic (dis)order from both of us as we were doing US shifts earlier.Ed skipped his mass next morning as we all overslept and woke up around brunch time to have a ready-made early lunch.
It's actually proven that sleeping burns more calories than watching TV. I guess that's why we both were feeling exhausted.(In spite of my good sleeping habits to burn more calories I haven't lost much of weight. I may be an Exceptional case!!!).A lot of team effort and Ed's motivating speech resulted in all 3 of us getting ready to leave for the reception.By the time we left it was around 7pm and I was already hungry due to an early lunch.The moment we entered the hall I made sure to locate where the buffet was arranged and what was in for us for dinner.Don't you agree,looking at food (when you are hungry too) gives rise to a new Niagara???(my neighbor says same thing about her grand dad but when Viagra is involved)
I'm,sometimes, like Mr.Monk or Monica Geller(F.R.I.E.N.D.S). I virtually switch places with either of them when I find something very artistic related to cleaning.There were bundles of nice quality napkins kept on the side table which took my eye and for quite a few minutes I forgot about food and was looking at the napkins.I convinced Ed to choose a table which was closer to this side table and sat down.Nah,I never wanted to steal but just feel(yeah,I'm like that when it's something related to cleaning as I said but what I meant was cleaning the house and nothing else because when I say I want to feel I could be misinterpreted).
There was a lady who came with her big family and wanted to occupy some of the empty chairs at the table where we sat.After Neil's birth,any function we attend,Ed and I take turns to have food which in turn leaves one of us taking care of Neil.So my hubby had gone to get his food while I was looking after him.So,I had to tell that woman to let at least one empty chair for my hubby for which she stared at me and let her two kids to sit there before moving on the table next.I smiled but she continued staring at me as she sat at the next table.When it was my turn to have food,you have no idea,how happy I was.I couldn't even stare at my hubby's plate as that woman kept on staring at me as if she had to keep an eye on whatever I was doing.I wonder if she knew I liked the stalked napkins!
I brought my food to the table with 2 napkins I was longing to feel(I had 3 totally as I snatched the one from my hubby when that woman was looking at the Newlyweds.(Oh,newlyweds were finally lucky at least some one was looking at them).I was so hungry and I wanted to stuff everything from the plate into my mouth all at once(as it is I don't understand eating elegantly.You say food and say elegant ...what an antonym).I took a look at the woman if she was looking at me before I got started with my masterly work but there she was,looking curiously as if she got the hint of my thoughts.Some how I had to eat like a lady(my inner voice was screaming,'let me eat like a hungry woman').I had one more mission,stuffing those napkins in my bag.Every time I made an excuse to open the bag,she got even more curious and didn't steal her look from me at all(not even for courtesy sakes!!!!). Does it happen to anyone else???? Even if you stare back or politely smile back do people continue to look at you as if they know your motive,especially when you don't want to be seen doing something(like wiping your wet nose on the sleeve,licking your finger/plate after having food,smelling your armpit...etc)
At last,I guess the guy above lent his mysterious hands,he sent the parents of one of the newlyweds to their table making sure that woman got distracted and phew! I had a chance to shove it in my bag and take a deep breath!!!!!!By the time the lady looked back at me,I stepped out with my bag only to be joined by my hubby carrying Neil.
Looks like Ed thanked that woman who was the reason for my lady-like-eating- style while having dinner!
It's actually proven that sleeping burns more calories than watching TV. I guess that's why we both were feeling exhausted.(In spite of my good sleeping habits to burn more calories I haven't lost much of weight. I may be an Exceptional case!!!).A lot of team effort and Ed's motivating speech resulted in all 3 of us getting ready to leave for the reception.By the time we left it was around 7pm and I was already hungry due to an early lunch.The moment we entered the hall I made sure to locate where the buffet was arranged and what was in for us for dinner.Don't you agree,looking at food (when you are hungry too) gives rise to a new Niagara???(my neighbor says same thing about her grand dad but when Viagra is involved)
I'm,sometimes, like Mr.Monk or Monica Geller(F.R.I.E.N.D.S). I virtually switch places with either of them when I find something very artistic related to cleaning.There were bundles of nice quality napkins kept on the side table which took my eye and for quite a few minutes I forgot about food and was looking at the napkins.I convinced Ed to choose a table which was closer to this side table and sat down.Nah,I never wanted to steal but just feel(yeah,I'm like that when it's something related to cleaning as I said but what I meant was cleaning the house and nothing else because when I say I want to feel I could be misinterpreted).
There was a lady who came with her big family and wanted to occupy some of the empty chairs at the table where we sat.After Neil's birth,any function we attend,Ed and I take turns to have food which in turn leaves one of us taking care of Neil.So my hubby had gone to get his food while I was looking after him.So,I had to tell that woman to let at least one empty chair for my hubby for which she stared at me and let her two kids to sit there before moving on the table next.I smiled but she continued staring at me as she sat at the next table.When it was my turn to have food,you have no idea,how happy I was.I couldn't even stare at my hubby's plate as that woman kept on staring at me as if she had to keep an eye on whatever I was doing.I wonder if she knew I liked the stalked napkins!
I brought my food to the table with 2 napkins I was longing to feel(I had 3 totally as I snatched the one from my hubby when that woman was looking at the Newlyweds.(Oh,newlyweds were finally lucky at least some one was looking at them).I was so hungry and I wanted to stuff everything from the plate into my mouth all at once(as it is I don't understand eating elegantly.You say food and say elegant ...what an antonym).I took a look at the woman if she was looking at me before I got started with my masterly work but there she was,looking curiously as if she got the hint of my thoughts.Some how I had to eat like a lady(my inner voice was screaming,'let me eat like a hungry woman').I had one more mission,stuffing those napkins in my bag.Every time I made an excuse to open the bag,she got even more curious and didn't steal her look from me at all(not even for courtesy sakes!!!!). Does it happen to anyone else???? Even if you stare back or politely smile back do people continue to look at you as if they know your motive,especially when you don't want to be seen doing something(like wiping your wet nose on the sleeve,licking your finger/plate after having food,smelling your armpit...etc)
At last,I guess the guy above lent his mysterious hands,he sent the parents of one of the newlyweds to their table making sure that woman got distracted and phew! I had a chance to shove it in my bag and take a deep breath!!!!!!By the time the lady looked back at me,I stepped out with my bag only to be joined by my hubby carrying Neil.
Looks like Ed thanked that woman who was the reason for my lady-like-eating- style while having dinner!
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