Family picture


My lovely daughter loves to draw a lot , whenever she gets a chance she scribbles something on her board and ask me to capture all those in my camera.

Even though I don’t need a camera to remember whatever she drew , I want to show it to her when she grows up. The other day , she drew a flower , i loved the way she was sketching it , truly her imagination works quite a lovely way. She drew a circle first and then , a lot many small circles around it connecting each other, and finally it became a flower. These things I never taught her , she must have observed  a lot from what others do , and of course this is the age for it, copying, imitating.

The other day she drew me and her dad ,  it was such a cute pic , I was smiling when she pointed me that one of them was me  and the other her dad.She was so happy and excited , to draw that picture. 

Its so sweet how they realize a family ,consisting of her mom,dad and herself and very soon she would realize the importance of a family too.Family means everything ,it builds up relation with lots of love and respect.

We as parents need to teach them , to respect a family bonding , by showing them exactly what it means having a family.Family is not an important thing , but everything .

Troublesome Bedtime


The other day I was discussing with my mom about our  mischievous lovely darling  and her sleep habits and then I discovered a few other things about myself and my brother’s childhood too.

Whenever my lovely girl goes to bed, she needs all her toys especially those that cannot be put on her bed while going to sleep. She takes all the blocks,drum ,sticks and whatever she plays when she is about to sleep, and the biggest problem is that we cannot remove one from the bed at all  before she gets sleep. 

We both have to sleep in midst of all her toys and sometimes she just cuddles near me and push aside all her toys to her dad’s side and poor her dad, he has to find place to sleep after moving all those toys to a  side. :). Anyways am quite not lucky enough , because she carries a xylophone stick , that most of the times she pokes into my eyes or head or ears and where ever she can before she doze off.

And once she sleeps off , we remove all those and keep it near our bed , because at times middle of the night she wakes up and asks for all her toys .Damn her memory …she counts all the toys ,so can’t even fool her then too. 🙂

As I was complaining about her to my mom ,she said , this is no different from what myself and my brother were doing when we were kids too. Kids at all stages do the same  🙂 , may be a little less or a little  more.


Dad’s melting heart



Dad’s are truly so sweet I feel, they show toughness outside , but most of them just melt away at the sweet request of their lovely kids.

One best example is my lovely husband ,though he shows up to us as a serious guy, he is the right opposite to our lovely darling.Once she comes up with requests , which she knows her mom , that’s me , won’t do it for her, she starts all her drams and the first one to fall for it is her dad.

Other day , she was asking for chocolates and immediately I said no to it, as I wanted to be a good mom and not to spoil her teeth ….and her dad repeated the same. But she was adamant , she though to keep on trying because she knows either one of us will fall for her demands.

She kept crying ,and I immediately moved to the kitchen, not to see her, else I would be the first to agree to her.Her dad as usual said “NO ” to her first ,then slowly when her cry grew more n more louder ,he said ” I don’t have chocolates here , I will go get it from outside” , then again the next stage of crying started ,then her dad said ” OK , only one chocolate, no more OK” .

And it all ended up in her having 4 chocolates in her hand , and I couldn’t stop laughing.Seriously , dads are sweet , they can’t stop themselves in making their sweet little pie happy.

The time my lil one , enters home back from her school, she keeps calling her dad, thinking he might be hiding in somewhere , waiting to surprise her. Even when he is late from work, she keeps waiting for him, that’s the loveliest thing to see and the moment he puts the key in the door to open, then she jumps up with joy.

For dad’s their lil angel will be the same , how much ever they grow.

Everyday a new lesson


Its quite challenging to be a parent ,we need to be a teacher, a friend,a scientist, a researcher and all together a mother. 

They need a change always . Earlier my lovely daughter used to sleep and nowadays  she doesn’t . Things change , she needs something more to do in the day, either go out for shopping ,or parks or need to see her friends.

I try hours and hours to make her sleep ,as she becomes tired and of course I need some time to myself, which seems to real impossible thing in the near future. I am anyways finding out something new to play or to do , and even to eat , so that she finds some variety.

I waited for summer to arrive and last week seemed to be quite good enough promising better coming weeks, but it turned to out to be the opposite , its rainy and that means remaining indoors is the best else chances of falling sick.

As a mom what all things I have to keep checking , I never thought I will ever have to do check the weather just to get out of the house, as I never used to be worried of the same.Now I keep searching for ideas to keep her engaged else she will eat my brain and I hate to be out of patience with her.

Seriously Learning never ends, am learning a lot about parenting . Again many more … go.


You do… I too do the same


My lil daughter is following that pattern now, imitating her dad and her mom.

She wants to wear the same kind of slippers that I wear and says ” Mama..matching matching ” .The whole day when she is with me, she wears that, once her dad enters home, she needs to wear slippers something similar to her dad.She does not even let him remove it and sit anywhere, all time it should be on his legs ( poor her dad).

When am cooking , she looks at me and tries to copy exactly what I do , like if am stirring something in the pan, she too does the same. If I stand leaning on to the table , she does the same… it’s so lovely and cute to see them do all these. 

In bad sense I meant , many times when I get angry on her, for her mischievousness , I raise my hands to show her that I would beat her, and I noticed that , she does the same to her doll , while she was playing with it. I felt sad, bad and totally lost, and didn’t know what to do. The act I did was killing me inside , I felt I should not have done it, and I have to correct it.Now whenever I get angry , I try to control ,myself , not to enact such silly mistakes.

Kids learn a lot from us, even though we don’t teach them as such, they tend to learn from what they see around.As parents , we need to be quite sure what words we use, what actions we show and many more.