Scope for Improvement

Good Morning Aaliyah,

Yesterday evening I decided to put on my ‘Sincere mom’ robe and chased you on taking up your books and read your Hindi lessons. You clearly were not very happy about it.  You started walking backwards.  But main bhi kuch kamm nahin.  I took you to the room in which your daddy too was working on his Laptop and apparently also cleaning an already clean room, which by the way should ‘count’ as being participative in constructively contributing to the home improvement. That’s his code for asking for another coffee.

I put your Dad on watch so he could motivate you.  Apparently, the moment I shut the door behind me, you put your book down and reached for the ipad.

Ipad are tablets we use at this point in time.  It will be a vintage item by the time you read this post.

Anyways, When I was walking back to the room, hearing my footsteps you swapped them again pretending to read.  Jis School ki tum student ho, hum uss school ke Trustee reh chuke hain beta.  I actually came into to room to check on your Dad to see if he was still watching you. Who by the way was only looking at you.

When I left the room, I believe, I REPEAT, I believe your father ‘CORRECTED YOUR BEHAVIOUR’ and told you, ‘ Aaliyah, this is not the right thing to do.  You should listen to your mother.  She is telling it for your good’. 

I am dead sure he said it to you, giggling all the way with his eyes wide open and trying to appear to be inspiring. You go on to tell your father, just as you pick your ipad again, ‘Ignore her Daddy’..

I am even more sure he had his heart in his mouth, in happiness.  He asked you, ‘Until when?’.  Again eyes open wide and genuinely looking for an answer.  You go on to say ‘Until she improves’.

Aaliyah…sweetheart, I am sure there is lot of scope for improvement in me.  Trust me, there are other moms out there going crazy with pushing kids to pursue things they have no clue about and I am laying off just to let you BE. 

But today when you come back from school, you have tons of self improvement TO DO today overnight.  Bola tha maine..  Jis School kit um student ho, hum uss school ke Trustee reh chuke hain bet… Doing a lil dance here. :)

Night Wakings of the Child

Hi Aaliyah

Last night I woke as I was constantly coughing. I couldn't sleep anymore.  I just sat up in bed and was going on and on. Absolutely no control on it.  Even a missile launch beside him cannot wake your Dad but he will converse with you in sleep though.

I felt a pair of hands rubbing my back gently. It was You.  You were asking me groggily, 'mamma, do you need some water? Do want to throw up? Do you want to go to the washroom? 

I turned on the lights to see you sitting up in bed, hands still rubbing my back and eyes still shut in sleep. You even asked your Dad for Honitus (cough syrup)who was still sleeping.  You are 5 and a half years old...sitting there and caring for me. :) 

When I was about to be mom, I read all about mid night waking for years. . . to change diapers and medicines and putting baby to bed.  

No parenting book put THIS on it...the child waking to check on me. 

I was never too kicked about being a parent until I had You. Not that I am crazy about kids now or that I go all goo goo...

But if there are parents out there to be...just make sure you get an Aaliyah version. Love you Aal.

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ATL = (OGT) + YDL(WAM4G)

Good morning Aaliyah!

I know its not called a blog if I post once in 6 months.  I swear to be more regular.  But I am telling you, I am making a mental note of all the awesome moments and me narrating it will be a lottt better than reading this blog.  Or should I just start making a video diary?

The last 10 days have been very testing on me as your Daddy was not too well.  Not going too much into the specifics, just want you to know that we had to undergo some tests for him over a week.   We will talk more about it in person.

I have to say that I have not been more confused in my life.  There were moments of sadness, moments of positive energy flowing in, moments of mixed feelings..it was as if my life page was reloading over and over.  I was a mess.  The first sent a text to Bindu.  She called me back from her ISB class I am guessing.  I cancelled her call and told her that I will only text as I may start crying.  She chatted with me for a while and gave me all gyan.  You should listen to her gyan sometime.  One of the things she said summed up something like this.  All that happens is for the good.  We just dont like some and call them bad.  She said, cry if you want to and be done with the boo hoo.

Simple na.  I am sure you are just smiling.  I held on to that through this week, lots of prayers and wishes from from family and friends. Yesterday, March 8th, I took the day off as I wanted to be with your Dad when he went for the test. In the morning, when I was getting you ready for school, you asked me to drop you.  The school van had already reached but then I didnt have the heart to say no to you.  While I was driving you were talking about some challenges at school and how you were scolded by your principal (sweetie, you are not an angel to her atleast) and how its bad to go to school and how you dislike your princi and all.  It was my turn to give you gyan and I said the same to you.  'Aaliyah , all things happen for the good, somethings that, we dont like we call them bad'.  You looked at me with the strange look saying 'she is consistently weird'.

Tests came out fine, (by the way you dad can hug only you in public and not me :( ) we got home some cake to celebrate and all things fine for now.  But yes Aaliyah, please remind yourself of this formula :

All Things in Life = (Obviously Good Things) + You Dont Like (What is Actually Meant for Good).

Love you Darling.  Let me now go and wake you and your dad and assign some weekend tasks, coz if he is not sick..he better move his ass and work.