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Open Letter

You came home, my parents’ guest. You hardly know me, we are meeting after almost a year. You see my baby, hold her….play with her. Fine.

Then you tell me, “She is so thin! Don’t you feed her?”

I felt the need to be defensive, I claim she takes after her slim grandparents. I tell you how the doc says she is thriving well. Her growth is absolutely fine for her age. I don’t give you a piece of my mind. Funny, I thought I would have given anyone who said that a long lecture. I didn’t.

Because you don’t know how many nights I stayed up feeding her by the hour. You have no idea how sore each part of my body was, coping with the stress. You don’t have a clue how much I have fretted over her pees and poops, the color and frequency-¬†all indirect evidence of adequacy of her feed. You don’t know how it breaks a mother’s heart when someone accuses her, directly or indirectly that she isn’t giving her baby the best.

I forgive you, and I thank you. You have no idea of how much your supposed smartness can give some mother some blogging material.

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My Doll

Dear baby N
Today you have turned exactly 150 days old. 150 days of having you in my life. 150 wonderful and happening days.

I may not have been my best all these days. Sometimes grumpy, sometimes angry…sometimes just plain tired. But always madly in love with you.

Alas its not the cozy picture of a sleepy Johnsons baby napping and a lovely looking mum kissing the baby. Its more like a howling baby who has finally slept and the zombie mom heaving a sigh of relief. Who makes these ads BTW. Nonetheless its awesome having you around..leave aside the extra fat pads and panda eyes.

I still remember the day you arrived. We were up whole night holding you… Coz you wanted to be held all night…no landing down. Obviously, you were all cozy inside least interested in meeting us. We had to do some chemical interventions to nudge you out of your peaceful aquatic habitat. We couldn’t believe that two mad creatures like us had such a lovely baby.

Then came those nights you refused to sleep and kept the whole house (except your father the gifted sleeper) up and about. Then each lovely landmark- the smile, cooing, giggles…the vaccinations, night you slept through. So many memories, so many more to make.

Stay happy always…..

Love
Mom