It was 10.15 a.m, march monday morning and as usual i was late.I was trying to complete work and rush so that i dont miss the "baby massage". I got a call from Swara at 8 in the morning, " You are coming na?" I said - "Yea yea" "Good.Be there by 10" and she hung up. She called again to remind me that incase dhwani vomits she might dirty my clothes, so i need to carry an extra pair of clothes. I only told her - Thanks a million. I had no clue about this and had never done this before - BABY SITTING!!
I was damn thrilled and went around telling the whole world that i was gonna baby sit.Its simple - i am an over excited bitch!!Always too loud and always wanna share my happiness.By the time i reached swara's house it was 11. The "bai" had dhwani on her lap and dhwanibaby was full of oil, guess johnson and johnson baby oil. Well i wonder why every mother uses only J&J yaar. I am sure my mother too must have used the same baby oil.Same old tradition.Well our angel dhwanu, the 3 month old princess enjoys the body massage so much so that her eyes twinkle, her smile widens and she cannot stop talking. She reminds me of an ad.You know how the dad smiles and says" I am loving it"when her daughter says yes to meeting the guy in the macdonalds ad , the same way our naugthy little girl talks in her own language"aeee aeee aeee i ammmmm looovinnng it maaa"
Well one side when dhwani was enjoying her bath the otherside mira was shouting "Mama, mama, can i go and get the silver plates now? " Huh??" i ask swara. What are silver plates?Apparently the sick mom had told mira that she could make silver plates once HIRALMASI comes.Up pops the question as soon as mira sees me and catches hold of my hand and drives me straight to her 1st floor apt.These kids na, bloody hell remembers everything. All promises. You cannot break a promise you make to them. Mindwell,they will get back to you once they become big or even when they r still young. So, here is a lesson learnt - Promises are not meant to be broken with kids.
She made me sit on a table. Bought the fevicol from mamas cupboard and ask me to open the pack which had 1 round silver plate and 6- 8 round silver cups and some thermocol.Now i wonder, what on earth will i do these.But our lady already knows what she wants - a colourful face of silver plate with 3 eyes of the cups and 5 ears stuck outside the plate.Now thats call "CREATIVITY"You know, i have decided, whenever i want to have some creative stressbuster i know where i need to head to- Miss Mira Patel.She had made a face with multiple eyes and ears with the silver cups and the plates. Why not??Some basic things as adults, we tend to forget is that creativity lies in simplicity and imagination..And she thought me that day.Thank you miru, muaa. I love you.
By the time dwani was done with her bath, she was hungry. What, how, why?She just had her milk at 10. hello???Well another thing i gotto know. Babies do 4 things- Eat, Sleep, pee and shit!!thats it.Wow, how envious i am of them. No tension atall. No tension of work, job,people, studies, weekends bla bla bla. Nothing atall.Period.Just when i was thinking about all this, she started to cry. Ohh nooooooo.But its sad when you see them cry.Your heart just melts yaar.They cant talk and tell us how they feel. All they can do is yell and cry and those small drops of water( they dont knw its tears stupid) coming from thier eyes.Ohhh....baby..Dont cry.Well well well, our expert mama, whose already been a mama before, has lots to say to this. When babies cry, you need to see what tehinique makes them comfortable and that works the best. And you need to try out different technique everytime. What - everytime?? Yes, everytime!!Hmm...So we pat on her back and carry on our hands...once its swaras turn and next its my turn, then its swara turn and then its my turn.pheww...shes heavy. But finally she went off to sleep.
Ofcourse the day had just began my friends.Abhi picture to baki hai. Ek ladki soyi nahi thi, another one makes a big entry. She is called Khushi. Let me introduce Khushi to you. She is 6 years old, with curly hair, dimple chin, and rosy lips;-) . She is swara's sister in laws daughter and the eldest of the lot. Its Khushi, Mira and then Dhwani. She comes bombarding in the room "Dhwani , dhwani, what are you doing?"As if the little one understands!! Nevermind. Now our mira, our dadiamma speak"Khushi dont shout, she is sleeping" And my eyes rolled!!Wow, she is possesive man. Look at her, the small lad speaks a typical elder sister.Well but guess every elder one starts behaving like this.. My mom tells - I used to pick up the Trishna's leg and shout - maaa the baby had pied!! ( I am sure I have done and said crazy things, but sorry here we are talking abt mira and dhwanu and not me.So i wont write any furthur Coz if ever trish reads this- than i am DEAD)
It was 11.30 and it was mira's sleep time. And ofcourse her story time. Soooo , this masi has to read story."No i dont want to read this, I want to read this book" She is 4 mind well, but she decides what she wants to read, what she wants to wear, eat etc.Wowow. Did we too behave like this when we were 4? Cmon. i dont think so. These tiny kids are bloody smart now a days.So here is the deal - I tell her the story and than she goes of to sleep.But its not that easy you see, i actually had to do the drama of being asleep. It took her 15 minutes to sleep and day dream!!
Meanwhile finally Swara and I had some time out for ourselves. But this time was also alloted to mira baby. Its her birthday on 30th of this month.So we had to make the list of the things to celebrate her bday.Ok now the big question - Should we have it at home or Macdonalds? Macdonalds must say have taken the worries from the modern day mother and does a fantastic job of celebrating birthdays.They have also become " event managers"right from cake, to food,games, return gifts. They will organise everything for you. They sure stand true to thier tagline. Coz mama's definitely would be saying - " I am loving it". Now i didnt know about this. We finally decided to bring in her birthday at home with family and friends, family being more and mira's friends a little less. It's a kids birthday but there are definately more adults. Once she grows up I m sure its gonna be - more of her hip- hop friends.
While making the list of things for mirus bday we were disturbed by her cry. She was unwell. So mama dearest decides, she is not going to school. Yippieee...What does a child want.School is like a jail man to the kids.But sometimes doesnt our work also become like dat!! Can we too do this, n not go to work??Wowo.Oh I so damn wish this sometimes!!I felt like that sometimes at my earlier workplace.My inners soul shouted " Run Hiral, Run"!!haha. But i had fun at there( have to write this otherwise Arun will kill me!)
When our young princess is still asleep, we thought we should have a quick bite . Its like this - Dhawani baby sleep from 11 to around 2.30 - 3 p.m So whatever work that mama swara has she gotto finish everything. Mira loves the indian guju " theplas". And when she was having,she said " Yummy, mama its yummy" Where the hell does the kid learns such words? Damn she is so expressive.Bdw I really dont know whats up with the connection of gujus and "theplas". Every guju on this earth will love theplas...and every non guju will hate it. I have heard stories as to how theplas have actually made the name of the gujjus " bad". nom ka naam badnaam kar diya hai!!Every trip - be it vacation, one day, in plane or trains.. a guju has to open his dabha and eat thier fav " theplas" and speading the aroma around!!Phew..God bless us.
Just after we finish the " yummy"lunch, we heard dhwani cry. She had got up and was hungry. Again . Yes. It old u. They do only 4 things rt,rem?And its time for her to have her milk..so lucky re...pamapered to the core. How i wish i was still pampered!So when its her milk time,its play time for mira n khushi as well.And its also a "play with my camera"time. The smart girls are going to be some hell of a photographers man!! click click click....hiral masi..smile...miruu smile...mama smile...and they went on clicking pictures...Pictures are memories.
And will share it with you soon!
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