My experiences on being a father and beyond…The boy is growing up so fast, I wanted a medium to note down the memorable moments.
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Sunday, June 29, 2014
Pulling himself up
So the boy was sitting on the bed today and he decided to grab the head board, pull himself up and stand! He was so thrilled with himself.
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Diet
The boy switched to Idli yesterday and back to Oats today. I believe it makes sense to vary his breakfast diet everyday. On days when he eats very little oats, we supplement it with Dosa, Idli or biscuits.
Monday, June 23, 2014
IL's
The IL's are here and the boy is thrilled to see them. 2 more scapegoats to carry me around, he must be thinking :-)
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Smoke House Deli
Dinner at Smoke House Deli last night. The boy
ate the bread starters and mashed potato. And in the middle of dinner, his
facial expression and color changed. Potty! Thankfully the car was parked just
outside and we changed his diaper in it.
The boy is very cranky today. He was
uncomfortable for most of the day and had a running nose. My parents wanted to
see him and I brought them home, but he was reserved. On the way out, he wanted
to get into the car with us. He looked so desperate but I had to turn him down as the wife was staying back at home. I dropped my parents, picked my car and got back home.
Friday, June 20, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Scary moment
B’s son Ah had a fall and hit the back of his head yesterday evening. He wanted to lie down and B was worried because if he becomes unconscious there was no way to know if he was sleeping or unconscious. After lying down for some time, he threw up. That was even more worrying. B and I took him to Dr S who informed us that he has to be taken to emergency if he throws up again. Once we got back home, Ah threw up again and off we went to Manipal Emergency with Aa joining us. B and Aa were tensed and we tried hard to keep Ah awake. We got him admitted to the emergency. Ak also reached meanwhile. After some tense moments, keeping him under observation, medications we were free to go and got home by midnight. No running around and playing for 48 hours.
What a relief.
Lesson learnt – Don’t let the child sleep if he/she has suffers a head injury.
Lesson learnt – Don’t let the child sleep if he/she has suffers a head injury.
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Fathers Day
This Father's Day is different for me - this is the first time I am conscious of being a father.
As I look back, the last 11 months have taught me. Patience is the first. The patience to go with the boy's moods, the patience to feed him while he messes up his face and clothes, the patience to collect his toys after he has thrown them around for the umpteenth time, the patience to rock him to sleep, the patience to rock him to sleep again after waking up from just having been rocked to sleep, the patience to hold him and stand in the balcony while he looks at the trees, the people passing by and the children running / pedaling their bicycles, the patience to put on his shorts - one leg would be in and by the time I put the other leg in, the boy would have kicked out the first leg. And all this while I would have something pressing that has to be done.
The last 11 months taught me to love unconditionally. Loving without a give and take policy, without attaching any meanings, love the person the way they are.
The last 11 months helped me appreciate my parents. I am able to visualize and feel the effort they took to bring up me and my brother to where we are today and I cannot thank them enough. Few months back, I called up and verbally thanked them, which was met with shock and questions of whether I was fine or under the influence of alcohol. My mother explained that they did the best what they could do and they don't expect to be thanked for it. It is their duty as she said.
The last 11 months taught me to be happy. Happy for no reason.
The last 11 months taught me to be grateful. Grateful for whatever I have.
Here is a wonderful post by Leo Babauta. I am sure you will learn from it. I did.
As I look back, the last 11 months have taught me. Patience is the first. The patience to go with the boy's moods, the patience to feed him while he messes up his face and clothes, the patience to collect his toys after he has thrown them around for the umpteenth time, the patience to rock him to sleep, the patience to rock him to sleep again after waking up from just having been rocked to sleep, the patience to hold him and stand in the balcony while he looks at the trees, the people passing by and the children running / pedaling their bicycles, the patience to put on his shorts - one leg would be in and by the time I put the other leg in, the boy would have kicked out the first leg. And all this while I would have something pressing that has to be done.
The last 11 months taught me to love unconditionally. Loving without a give and take policy, without attaching any meanings, love the person the way they are.
The last 11 months helped me appreciate my parents. I am able to visualize and feel the effort they took to bring up me and my brother to where we are today and I cannot thank them enough. Few months back, I called up and verbally thanked them, which was met with shock and questions of whether I was fine or under the influence of alcohol. My mother explained that they did the best what they could do and they don't expect to be thanked for it. It is their duty as she said.
The last 11 months taught me to be happy. Happy for no reason.
The last 11 months taught me to be grateful. Grateful for whatever I have.
Here is a wonderful post by Leo Babauta. I am sure you will learn from it. I did.
Monday, June 9, 2014
11 months
The past week had been a week of
highs and lows. The boy has become increasingly cranky in the morning after the
wife leaves for work. He refuses to drink milk and for breakfast, he hardly eat
oats – 2 to 3 spoons. Banana and biscuit is his preferred food. Strangely he eats whatever is served in B's house.
On the bright
side, his antics have increased. Actions with hands, raising his eye brows, a
lot more words and he prefers going to men rather than women. He also “hides”,
puts his forearm over his eyes. He has also started chipping away at biscuits, rather that we have to break it into pieces and feed him. On Saturday at my parents house, he ate a full small vada
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Time to brush
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