Monday, September 7, 2015

Three months old - newborn no more

My little baby turned 3 months old this week and I’m still having a hard time wrapping my head around this fact. When people tell you that time flies by, they’re most definitely not kidding. He’s gone from an adorable newborn to a little human that’s full of personality, the cutest smiles and little giggles. He is a fun addiction.

Month 3 has been the best one yet (I feel a feeling I’m going to keep saying that in the months to come). 


So much has changed over the past 3 months and every single one of those changes is for the better. Sure there’s less time for blogging, sleeping and doing my hair, but I’m so smitten with him, none of that matters. I’ll happily blog a little less, sleep for only about 5 hours, and step out with messy hair to spend just a little more time with Ansh.

The third month certainly had its challenges. Ashish had to go to India for a few days, which meant I had to manage a baby all by myself. Initially, I was terrified. I mean, after an entire day of changing diapers, being thrown up on, giving baths, washing clothes, feeding, sanitizing bottles, and putting up with all the crying; I didn’t have anybody to blow off my steam at…. But in no time, it got really good. I bonded with my little champ like no one’s business. I understand all his cues, he gets my humor, we dance (sort of) to my favorite Bollywood tunes.. we are just happier together. The way his eyes look for me in a crowd, it makes me feel like his hero. It’s a wonderful feeling. When people call him “Mama’s boy”, I stealthily smile.



He also got his first set of shots in this month, which he took like a champ. Don’t believe me? See it for yourself (Hey, don’t judge me for videotaping his misery. I want to record all of his important moments)

Despite the current scheduling and sleep challenges I do feel GOOD though. I mean, I’m really happy and feel totally centered somehow even though I’m walking into doors and constantly forgetting stuff.
When I would hear people say, “I can’t imagine my life before my baby,” I was never really able to grasp the statement. Sure having a baby changes so many things, but that statement becomes so profound once you hold your baby in your arms. At that moment, you truly can’t imagine your life any other way and that feeling only gets stronger with each passing day. My life revolves around his eating, sleeping or awake time.



The first few months with your baby are so hard and exhausting, and yet when I look back on them, even just a few months later, I have almost an admiration for all those sleepless nights and moments of desperation that come with a newborn. There is something so powerful and overwhelming about somebody needing you so wholly, but is it also so BEAUTIFUL. I’m just nostalgic today and going through all of his newborn pictures and videos. Here’s his Second Month and  First month update.
 Three month milestones:
·         He is incredibly alert and loves to look around at the world. 
·         He smiles, coos, “talks” back when you ask him questions and generally just hangs out like a champ. He babbles a lot and is loving all the funny noises he is learning to make.

·         He laughs at himself a lot.
·         He reaches and almost grasps things now, which is wonderful… except when it’s my hair.
·         He started rolling over from tummy to back when he was 3 days old, but he also rolled over from back to tummy… one time!!!
·         Now that he has discovered his hands, they are always in his mouth. Sometimes he tries to shove both is fists in his mouth which is adorable to watch. I can’t keep his hands out of his mouth for long…unless he has a blanket, his toys, his shirt or something else in his mouth instead. (We may have a teething baby soon I think!)
·         Ashish held him up high and blew on his tummy, when he laughed for the first time. He often gurgles when he smiles, but this one time that he laughed, was magical. He sounded like an adorable squeaky toy. I’ve tried to replicate it every day since.

·         Ansh is also on the move these days with all his rolling around. He’ll do a complete 180 on his playmat! I’ll turn around for one second and he’ll be positioned differently. He’s a ninja!
·         He is always giggling when we play with him (he sounds so cute too),
·         He enjoys having lots of kisses (yay!)
·         He loves having his photo taken (he looks right at the camera and sometimes, smiles),

·         He really likes going for walks,

·         He is totally into his playmat now. He will happily spend hours there sometimes

·         He loves cuddling us,
·         He isn’t that keen on any of his toys or books yet because his focus still is on mommy, daddy and milk.

·         Oh and everyone who meets him falls in love.

BTW, this is my favorite video of him: 

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Turning 30

Tomorrow is my birthday. I hit what apparently is a milestone birthday. The big 3-0, the end of my 20s, the “old age”, twenty plus ten years. A new decade. A new beginning. A new number to preface other numbers with. The age in which you are completely responsible for your own actions and can't, in any way, shape, or form, blame it on your "turbulent twenties" or "being young."
I mean, I am still young. (30 is not old, let's make that very clear right now.) But I'm not on the coast-of-sure-I'll-"figure it all out at some point"-young. I'm a young grown up. Which explains the fact that to stay out past one, I feel like a zombie the next day. Though I still feel like the 16 year old school girl, and I hope to never let her die.
To me, age is just a number.  I’ve met a lot of mature and bright 17 year olds and I’ve met a lot of immature and ignorant 47 year olds.
Today, being on the cusp of 30, I am reflecting on the past years and feel content of what I’ve achieved so far. I had a sort of “bucket list” before I hit 30, and I am so proud to say that I have achieved most of those.
Skydiving, Bungee Jumping, River Rafting, Getting a tattoo, starting my own dance classes, owning a convertible, raising funds for dogs, hiking at midnight, camping under the stars, paid for someone else’s food, bought a house, made lots of friends along the journey, tonnes of laughter, gallons of sweat, buckets of tears….




 All in all, the last 3 decades of my life have been full of adventure, excitement, happiness, and hard work. A few items on my bucket list had to take a back seat. Like, Taj Mahal, partying all night at Vegas…. But hey, I had a baby along the way, which in itself is the biggest of all adventures.

I'm in a great place in my life and I'm so excited to turn 30. I wouldn't give back my twenties for anything. Although those years were fun, there were a lot of lessons I had to learn the hard way. I’m putting together a few lessons that I’ve learnt in my 30 rotations around the sun, and I hope to live my life by them.
1.     Never shop when you are hungry
2.     The most important person in your life is you. Love yourself
3.     Everyone wants to feel important. So don’t miss any opportunity to make your friends and family feel special.
4.     Take risks. You don’t want to be 90 and regret not doing so many things you wished you had. That’s it! Next thing, I’m climbing a mountain.
5.     Everything happens for a reason.
6.     If you want to achieve something, go for it. No one is stopping you. Take that first step and everything else will get easier
7.     Don’t take life too seriously.
8.     Life isn’t that complicated. We make it so. Let your world unwind and live free
9.     Be authentic. Let people love you for the crazy person that you are.
10.  It’s easier to say “No”, than you think.
11.  Volunteer.. A LOT. Make a difference in the world. Donate your time, money and effort.
12.  Buy handmade products. Encourage local talent
13.  Love everybody and everything around you. Hug people, smile at everybody and do wrong to none (at least, not intentionally)
14.  And most importantly, PARTY!

We are only guaranteed this one life, maybe there’s more after this but nobody knows for certain. Live this life, breathe the air in other places, hug your friends and your family and forgive those who you hold grudges against (maybe not all of them ;)), but certainly laugh at yourself and never hold back a tear. Age isn’t a definition of who you are, your outlook on life is. I feel happier, younger, and more excited about my life now than I did when I was 19 and that’s because I’ve had the fortune to be around the right people, learn the right lessons and grow each day.


Really looking forward to the next decade