Homecoming.

Monday night, as we eagerly waited, Mowgli's newest best friend, made his entry into the world. Coolboy and I were over the moon when we saw him. Last weekend in a bookstore I read this baby book called "The night you were born" by Nancy Tillman. This poem is for you, little precious one.

"On the night you were born,
The moon smiled with such wonder
That the stars peeked in to see you
And the night wind whispered,
“Life will never be the same.”
Because there had never been anyone like you…ever in the world.
So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain
That they whispered the sound of your wonderful name.
It sailed through the farmland
High on the breeze…
Over the ocean…
And through the trees…
Until everyone heard it
And everyone knew
Of the one and only ever you.
Not once had there been such eyes,
Such a nose,
Such silly, wiggly, wonderful toes.
When the polar bears heard,
They danced until dawn.
From faraway places,
The geese flew home.
The moon stayed up until
Morning next day.
And none of the ladybugs flew away.
So whenever you doubt just how special you are
And you wonder who loves you, how much and how far,
Listen for geese honking high in the sky.
(They’re singing a song to remember you by.)
Or notice the bears asleep at the zoo.
(It’s because they’ve been dancing all night for you!)
Or drift off to sleep to the sound of the wind.
(Listen closely…it’s whispering your name again!)
If the moon stays up until morning one day,
Or a ladybug lands and decides to stay,
Or a little bird sits at your window awhile,
It’s because they’re all hoping to see you smile…
For never before in story or rhyme
(not even once upon a time)
Has the world ever known a you, my friend,
And it never will, not ever again…
Heaven blew every trumpet
And played every horn
On the wonderful, marvelous
Night you were born."

-Nancy Tillman (The night you were born)

Mowgli kicks in approval :) !!!

Lust for Chocolate

Right now I have this intense craving for chocolate. Not indian sweets. Not fruits. Not anythign else.. but I have in mind a good Ol Five star !!!! :)

I hope this is not the beginning of a bad craving habit.

Week 22

Lots of little things.
1.Mowgli decided that I really needed to switch to maternity clothes. He likes sitting really really low and pressing down on the pelvis, so sitting on a chair can be a torture, with occasional kicks as though to say "Stop squishing me, ma". Now, a quick check online can tell you that there is no way you can squish a baby in your uterus nicely cushioned by the amniotic fluid. But still wary I make a call to my doc's office to be told by the receptionist to just come in instead of asking her to convey this long convoluted question to the doc. I go and am promptly sent back by my lovely OB with a re-assuring smile and great medical advice - Get maternity pants and a cushion for your back.

2. The incredible thing about a baby sitting really low is you can feel every movement. Often that results in spurts of uncontrollable giggles while at work :). When, I went in to the see the doc and the intern-assistant was trying to locate the heartbeat, I saved her a precious few minutes by pointing at the exact spot and saying "There.". She asked me "How did you know?" I said "I just do." It was a wonderful silly moment just because for that second I thought of Amma and Patti and how they just always know and it was for a brief second overwhelming.

3. Last night, Coolboy felt one of Mowgli's little kicks for the first time and was ecstatic. He also made it yesterday morning to our Ultrasound rendezvous with Mowgli. It was fun.

4. I have been torturing Mowgli's Chittis about what they are going to "make" for Mowgli. I have been discussing craft options with people and I received a beautiful hand made baby blanket and receiving blanket from a dear friend. Mowgli's chittis have now been put to task with Mowgli's R-chitappa jumping in the wagon and upping the game for all uncles-to-be :) !!!

Until next time, its a "bye-bye somersault" from the tummy world.

Half way Mark

20 Weeks down !!! Yippeee. 20 more to go... :)

It is truly the honeymoon trimester. Feeling the baby move constantly, I am now aware that I am nurturing a live being within me. It is nothing short of a miracle. And I for one have always believed in them :). I call him Mowgli and sing loudly in the car and in the shower to him. No reaction so far to it.

I have not been reading any pregnancy related books at all. I refused to buy any. It is odd, since I spend enormous amounts of time researching fairly useless, unimportant things. But I like taking each day for what it is. I do read the weekly highlights from time to time ( exactly 3 sentences) from babycenter. On the days I worried (mostly in the first trimester) I would check online for things I wasn't sure about. Soon enough I figured that it was a waste of time since there is too much information and a lot of it half baked and contradictory. Also, every persons physiology is different enough that experiences vary a lot. Normal is a statistical number.

We have been presented with 3 delightful books over the last couple of weeks. The Pregnancy Countdown book is a riot. Its humor is tongue in cheek, spot on with observations and has just the right amount of information for a day to day basis. I started reading it Week 19, and am almost at where I should be. It about how not to take yourself so seriously and provides great laughs. The other two are gifts from Mowgli's NY Maasi. A Little Big Book for Mom and A Little Big Book for Dad. Its beautifully illustrated and filled with classic poems, songs, stories, activities recipes and tons of other little things. Something I already enjoy reading.

I find now that each day has a new surprise, a new development and realize that this is how life is going to be for the next few years. Cool boy is now oscillating wildly between excitement and worry :). He says its because its Tax season, but we know dad better now, dont we Mowgli ???