baal baal NAHI bache, bacche ke! :(

Kabir turned ONE yesterday, 20th of July 2008! A long and meandering post about his 12 months of existence is to be done. But right now I am too tired from the hatke celebrations we had and too sleepy to do justice to this miracle in our life! :)

Belated Happy Birthday you l'il big boy! Just seeing you grow the way you are makes life so totally worth it! Rock On!

Every kid has his/her Cute Factor! For Cubby apart from his 440watts smile, it has been his very unruly and curly mop of hair! :) I love them too, his soft brown curls! They make him look adorable and baby like!



But his hair that looked liked Albert Einstein who is on permanent diet of Center Shock was really getting wilder by the day. Add to that the fact that he feels really hot, a head full of hair that gets all sweaty and wet really doesn't help.


There was a mundan in the offing, but somehow it never happened. I had no intention of making Cubby wear a pony tail 'coz the mundan if not before he turns one, can happen only after he completes two! Sigh!

So his daadi mentioned that Thursday was a good day and that we should at least snip off bit of his hair and keep it in front of god and then she will offer at Balaji temple in Pune later. Whatever the logic! :)

Wondering if we should take him to a salon since I really don't trust ourselves with scissors. Plus Cubby is so much more wriggly now and the chances they we might hurt him made it even more difficult.


Nonetheless, we decided to give it a shot! M wet his hair totally. We made him sit on the newspaper and started on the mission. I combed his hair trying to match the actions of apna regular hairdresser! :p But then i had to give Cubby the comb to keep him distarcted with something he hadn't played with before.


I "expertly" took some of his hair between by fingers and went Snip! Snip! Snip! Cubby was bit surprised to see me putting his hair on the newspaper, but he thankfully didn't worry too much about it and let me go on and about the job while playing with the comb. I am sure he was wondering "My crazy parents doing one more stupid thing. Let them be!"

Then Daddy dearest got bored of being the assistant who was distracting the child when kangha failed! "Even I want to cut!" demanded M. Roles reversed till he got to cut a few locks 'coz Mommy dearest isn't well versed in the art of distraction the way papa is!


Snip! Snip! Snip! A little from here and a little from there M kept instructing and I followed the instructions.

Final trimming done and one look at Cubby and we were shocked!!!!!


My l'il baby was replaced with a l'il boy!! The wild, curly mop that made him look like a baby was just gone. He looked so grown up, that we couldn't recognise him as the l'il CubbyR with his mane!

We were quite proud of a job well done, at the same time very sad to see the babyness lost with just a haircut! :( Both of us are wondering even now, if he will regrow curly hair, but I doubt that will happen!


He has even been acting all grown up! I wonder if he understands that he has indeed become a bada baccha and needs to act his age which is now spoken about in years!

So here's presenting the all NEW Kabir! :)













Love ya lots and pots my darling One Year Old! :) With or without those curly locks!


But please to not grow up so quick, OK?!


mmmuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!

chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhuk chhukk!!

For the uninitiated thats the sound of a moving train! :)

And pray why am i telling everyone this brilliant piece of information?!

Well Kabir just got back from his first return train trip... unscathed and verrry happy! Yiippeee!! (touchwood!) Actually the yippeeee is more for the parents coming back thrilled and very proud too! :)

The whole story started when my cousin's wedding got fixed when my folks were with us. They said "aa jao, sabse milna ho jaayega!". WE thought: why not? Only fix was that it involved train trip since the wedding was in Kolhapur, Maharashtra. We could have taken flight, but it was too expensive and wasn't direct either. But the train trip was around 18hrs long and we were obviously worried how comfortable it would be with our 9 month old brat.........

As the D Day arrived, even a terribly disorganised person that I am, i started making a list of things (my first!;) we needed to take for Kabir. The list just kept on getting longer and the thought of carrying so much luggage for a 2 day stay seemed crazy. But the motto was better safe than sorry, so in went everything and total count was 4 bags (3 Kabir + 1 us)!

D day arrived and we entered our 3rdAC compartment hoping our neighbours would be understanding and nice! Well, we had a lady who was 6 months preggie and her hubby! :) Kabir was looking at everything with wide eyed wonder and his excitement was completely infectious! After settling down with your luggage put in place, we got around to making friends with people around and with Kabir smiling away in our arms thats such a cakewalk!

Kabir kept moving from one sleeper to another till it soon was his dinnertime. He ate comfily and after playing some more was soon sleepy. Now this was the worrying part. I slept next to him in whatever space he deemed logical I should have and within few mins he was fast asleep. Just when I was dozing off saying what a sweet and adjusting child he is, I heard sobbing and crying. Kabir who is used to having big space to himself wasnt excatly comfy sharing the space with his mommy!

I sat on the opposite side with my legs barricading and slept half sitting half sleeping next few hours. I woke daddy dearest and said it's your turn now! :D

Morning again started with his sunshine smile! By the time we got some breakfast and fed Kabir idli (which he LOVES) and it was time to get off. (We got off Belgaum and took a cab from there to Kolhapur which saved us close to 4hrs!).

Return train trip was equally uncomplicated. This time there were other kids and we had a lot of fun! :) He had his lunch which we carried from home and for dinner had Heinz baby food which was chicken with red pepper and risoto. His parents suffered Veg. Pulav of the train! :(

The sleeping procedure stayed the same on return too! He was little bored and upset by the time we got next day morning, but was happy as soon as we got home.

The best part of the trip was to see his unbridled joy and thrill at discovering everything new. Be it the running trees outside the window or sitting at height on one of the sleepers! Be it meeting new people or feeling the wind in his hair as he stood at the door with daddy-o!

It made us relive the simple things that can make us happy and by the time we got home, i had a feeling that these are going to be one of our most special memories.

One of his most specials "Firsts".

Thank you my sweetheart for making this trip so painless and simply put wonderful!!!

Rather it was a journey where destination didn't really matter! :)

More about the actual shaadi attended at Kolhapur and Kabir ki Kahaniyan in next post!! :D

love ya so so much! :D

am looking forward to our next trip somehwere already! Dontcha Change!

:)

gaadi chalti rahe

i got behind the steering wheel again after wasted attempts over 3 months ago. I did the classes with a 70yrs instructor who used to hit me with a scale everytime i made a mistake. As long as he didnt wear leather...

then i started practising with my husband. He is VERY patient, but then you know how it is, I cant say anything to whipping instructor even when he hits me, but pati going just one level above in volume, tears would start dropping clouding my vision and further deteriorating my already weak concentration levels.

And then ofcos temperamental differences come in the picture! I am mad risk taker getting cheap thrills out of sharp turns, hubby is more sensible and safe driver. So, i would drive saying "But when i really drive, i cant drive like this naah, all safe n careful!". And he would go "Par meri Maa, you should atleast know how to!!"

Today was tad better. I cried ONLY once and car stopped just a coupla times. I dont know why i get into a frowny state everytime i am learning. Guess the fact that it takes so long kinda irritates me to no end. The fact that its not just dependent on the way you drive, but on thousand other morons on two and in 3 and 4 wheelers with whom you have to share the road. AAArrgghhh!!

I have been having my usual doubts about Bumpy's existence! Mayunk kept telling me that i have to stop being stupid! He can see me look fatter everyday. I guess this is the only time he can say it without risking my wrath or tears. Hehe! "You are getting fatter" puts a smile on my face! :)

Had a terrible backache yesterday and to think that its just the beginning. I cant stand for too long at a time or walk too much, tho my doc said after 14 weeks i could go for short walks as exercise. Right now getting out of razai for something as dull as walking isnt a great idea for me! But getting those kilos off will be so tough later!

i will worry about it later too!! ;)

Bumpy - love you lots! :)