Showing posts with label Learning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Learning. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2020

Locked, Unlocked



In the world of today, the title itself is quite indicative about the subject of this post.

Gentle Disclaimer: Before I proceed, I know the world is going through a massive turmoil. And this is just a simple post, about a simple woman and how a not so simple virus impacted her simple daily life when the world was forced into Lockdown. A cathartic experience to pen this down and to talk about the lessons and learnings it Unlocked for me.

So, the “Unlockdown” phase has started in the country. And with that my crashed laptop is back, unlocked with a new hard disk drive. I can write again. (I absolutely abhor writing on a small mobile device.)

A quick look at how things went:-
  • Celebrating landmark 1st birthday of Little Ms. A – ✔✔
  • Celebrating (visiting) brother’s landmark birthday – ✔✔
  • Celebrating 6th b'day (+farewell to buddies) of Bigger Ms. A  – ✔✔
  • All set to move to another city (and school for the elder one) – ✔✔
  • Lockdown announced – ✔✔
  • Existing plans of the family - ✖✖, all of a sudden

First up, the two little women and their mommy had to get used to the Daddy being around the house -- Was this for real… 24x7, All days of Every week??!!

The man, himself, would initially move around with a dazed look, as colleagues got substituted by three women of different sizes and serious discussions on video calls got interspersed with whoops and giggles and clattering of toys and banging of pots and pans. 🤣
[Psst…. He’s still not adjusted to WFH, though he now relishes the giggles that accompany his breaks]

Let’s move on to the 10 Lessons that were Unlocked for me even as I remain Locked up.

#1: Human proposes, Virus disposes

My grandmother’s favourite idiom kept replaying in my mind, as I went about my newfound chores – “Man proposes, God disposes”. Just that it got replaced by the heading I have written above.

I had totally envisioned what the next few weeks were to be like, with Bigger Ms. A starting a new school in a new city, we setting up a new house… blah blah blah.

What I was doing instead was scrambling for groceries + trying to cope with housework + handling the toddler + managing the questions of a kid who’s suddenly stuck at home + keeping the two girls entertained and engaged +
(long sentence alert) all the while getting amused at the wonder on the face of the ever-traveling husband, who experienced more of this house and the kids in this lockdown, than he ever has in the past few years that we have been here (snigger, snigger) +++…… 😉


#2: All that glitters is not Gold, but definitely your golden hard work

I re-learnt the art of sweeping and mopping, early in the morning, before the two girls awoke.
And what did I realize – that the house has never sparkled so much in the past!!

Validation came from a childhood friend (that’s what friends are for), from a far-off continent, on a video call, who commented on the spotless white floors that she could spot (pun intended) behind me. Never had I imagined my heart would sing with joy at such commendation… !!! 😜


#3: When your back is to the wall, you have to do it all – even what you have always disliked
Of course I am allowed to dislike certain chores

Back in my youth (and that’s seeming quite a long time ago), I used to rock the dance floor. Now I rock the bathroom floor. 
The lockdown ensured that I get to do my “beloved” task of cleaning the bathroom on a regular basis, under the hawk-like surveillance of the ultra-finicky Bigger Ms. A. 

Recognition came from the satisfied smile on her face and more so when I saw her trying to emulate me. 😇


#4: No one is born a great Cook, one learns by Doing

I have always defined myself as a reluctant cook who produces edible stuff. It’s a different story altogether that Bigger Ms. A considers me as one of her favourite cooks.

Lockdown graduated me to someone who is a necessary cook (albeit sometimes reluctant) who can produce pretty fancy stuff, too. And hey, even manage all the four burners of the hob at one go… Applause!!

And may I also add with pride, Baking became a piece of cake – so much so that a whole post should be dedicated to it.

On a serious note, mistakes helped me to gradually shed my fear of experimenting with seemingly tough recipes and embrace cooking. 😃


#5: Variety is the spice of life

Continuing the above point, this of course includes my fancy chapatis.
It must be so boring for my mom to dish out perfectly round, same-sized, super soft chapatis every day.

Her worthy (not) daughter can produce chapatis in various shapes and sizes (Reasoning: If kids can have multi-shaped pasta, why not chapatis).

Also, my chapatis can sometimes pass off as khakra, sometimes as papad, sometimes as chapatis and sometimes a combo of all. Isn’t variety more fun? 😜


#6: Record Setter

I have started bettering my personal records.

Previous bathing time of 5 mins 20 seconds is now further reduced to 3 minutes 02 seconds. It’s often accompanied by a rap song that goes like “Mumma.. Knock knock.. (louder) Mumma.. Knock knock.. (Shrieking) Mumma Mumma.. Waaaaaaah”.

I can also go a (personal) record 7 hours at a stretch without sitting down even for a few seconds. Yippeee..

The body weight and shape remain stubborn though, preferring bulging over budging. 😏


#7: Slow and steady wins the race

Earlier I had an obnoxious record of devouring books by the hour. Now… pause… at least one sentence… pause… is completed… pause… in a day!!! Applause again…

On some days, the book even has to be satisfied just by displaying its enticing cover to me. 😭


#8: A New (Multi-tasking) Sport

Again, back in my youth (read it in a tone of lament), my favourite spot/ sport used to be perching on a comfortable seating, reading books, accompanied by some warm beverage.

I have had to adopt a new favourite spot/ sport – the anterior of the kitchen sink, trying to sparkle as many vessels as possible (we had so many!!), often accompanied by the warm beverage on the kitchen platform, as a test of multi-tasking…
…and quite often balancing a toddler weaving her path through my legs and a multi-question asking inquisitive child.

Bigger Ms. A along with her Daddy even composed a song with actions in my honour – please note, it did nothing to assuage my temper. 😒


#9: Back to School

And while on multi-tasking, it’s no mean task to juggle household chores with a child’s new medium of learning (read: virtual), that too when she’s just starting “big” school.

Helping her understand the importance of assignments and helping her execute them gave me the Back to School feeling (the one feeling about school that I could do without at this moment, with limited resources available). 😵


#10: When it rains, look for the rainbow

Ending the post with another favourite quote from my grandmother.
Well, it has been raining some days and we have actually seen rainbows, too.

The silver lining in this new world is the abundant family time we are getting. The kids and I absolutely love and cherish having Daddy around. We did stuff that we never had but surely could have done pre-virus, too.

For instance, encouraged by a cousin, we had a balcony picnic and needless to say, the kids were thrilled.

Video calls with friends helped us re-connect regularly. And we definitely could have done this earlier, too. Well, as the saying goes, better late than never. 💖


Q.E.D:
I have learnt a lot about my capabilities and the art of tackling certain adverse situations.         

So I keep my chin up (will help with the developing double chin) and wait for this crisis to tide over. 

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

My Dil Goes Mmmmmmm…….



A short sabbatical from blog = Back with short post 😁

The Virus visited dear Daughter = A blissful moment for Mommy

Blissful moment for Mommy when child has fever = Mommy going crazy??!!
That’s what the usual equation would read.

But obviously you would have figured out that’s not the case here.

Pre-schooler having fever ≠ Pre-schooler lying down = Pre-schooler engaging Mommy in play


Playtime

And so Daughter decided we play with a bunch of colourful plastic alphabets & numbers that she fondly possesses.

School activities = Identifying characters, tracing them, making short words out of them & so on

Home innovations = “Cooking” alphabets soup and baking “numbers” birthday cake for Mommy (with Mommy fervently praying that she keeps the double digit low)

Numbers presented on a plate to Mommy = Mommy should “cut” the cake with the red plastic play knife

Daughter sweetly singing “Happy Birthday” for Mommy (right up to the May God bless you lines) = Enough to make a happy Mommy smile 😄


When Equations Melt…

But suddenly she looks up at me and all equations go for a toss::

Daughter:  (in all seriousness) Ma, do you know which is my favourite alphabet?

Mommy brain: Do we have a favourite alphabet, too?

Mommy voice: No darling, I don’t. Which one is it?

Daughter: (fishes out an orange alphabet with a broad grin) This one!!

Mommy brain: (sees an orange W) W for Watermelon? W for Watch?? Wolf??? Wheel???? Or she simply loves the orange colour?

Mommy voice: Why W, darling??

Daughter: (incredulous look) Ma, it’s not W, it’s my favourite "M" !!! Because M is for Mumma and I love you a lot.
    
Mommy brain: Choked with emotions

Mommy voice: Emulating Mommy brain

Mommy heart: And that accompanying endearing smile will be etched here... Forever 😍


And without a warning, that tearing up moment happened (she was oblivious to it and was back to her “cooking”).

There was this huge smile plastered on my face and my heart hummed the famous Bollywood number “My Dil Goes M-mmmmmm” 🎶

Thursday, June 01, 2017

Sunny Summer Holidays… Part I


Adapting from the legend, Cliff Richards::
“We're all going on a summer holiday
No more working for a
week month or two.
Fun and laughter on our summer holiday,
No more worries for me or you,
For a
week month or two.”

The first summer holidays of the daughter... Yayyyy !!! 💃

And the first-time dilemma:
Enticing Summer Camps vs. Camping At Home

We grew up surrounded by family and cousins – never short of company or engrossing activities during the holidays.

In a nuclear set up, with the daddy at 48x7 work (+traveling) and the mommy on 24x7 child surveillance, it does become a little tough.

Especially because the mighty pre-schoolers have been bestowed with certain super powers –
Super activeness, Question bank-ness, Supernatural ability to discover hidden “treasures”, just to list a few.

And the summer camps nowadays promise:
To keep the child engaged with exciting activities = A few hours’ breather for the carer at home.

Nevertheless, Hubby and I decided to simply “Let Her Be”::

1) After all that’s what we did in our childhood, right?

2) Mommy is at home – so why not let the daughter enjoy at home too?

3) The motherly (and over-the-phone concurring grandmotherly) over-protectiveness kicked in – Let her sleep as much as she wants.
School days meant waking her up earlier (and she has surely done the parental genes proud – definitely not an early riser).

4) Add to that, “She gets to eat her favourite complete meals at proper times”. And, of course, our hearts did the melting number.

5) Plus, when would she use all the resources that she has at home?  Toys, books, puzzles, the works….

6) And our consciences chimed in - she’s only 3 after all. Shouldn’t she be allowed to do just “nothing”, too, if she so chooses?

Q.E.D. She’s going to camp at home.

Shhh…. trivia:
Mommy also wanted a break from the daily groove of dropping her to a camp, waiting around there for the couple of hours before bringing her back.

And what an awesome summer holiday this has turned out to be. The delight on kiddo’s face each time she could engage in a different / new activity, reassured me that I was faring pretty well on the summer holiday engagement meter.

A fond look at just some of our regular activities :-
(Note: when she chose to do so)

Rollerball Paints – Mommy (nearly) Faints
She found herself her first activity - Rollerball Paints gifted to her.
Seemed pretty trouble-free to me.

Needless to say, she had a thrilling squealing colourful fun-time.
But, mommy was definitely not prepared to handle the eventual disaster.

Not only the papers and the ground around, but also her little self and her clothes were now a riot of colours.

So mommy promptly decided to do an “Abracadabra…. Vanish….” act and vowed to tread with caution on forthcoming projects.


Luck By Chance
Let’s just calls this “Lucky To Have A Birthday Right Before Summer Holidays” phenomenon.
She got ample chance to explore her varied gifts.

As she lounged on her new inflatable Hippo, she leafed through her new (picture/ rhymes/ story) books, narrating her interpretation of stories to herself or to her entourage of “children”.
For the uninitiated, she considers herself a mother to all soft toys and dolls that she possesses!!

Crayons, colour pencils, colouring books, empty papers – all were fully utilised as the lips were pursed up and the colours thrown in.


Sound of Silence
I heard my pots and pans and dishes clanking around.
I realized it had been 20 minutes since no other sound had been heard – no non-stop chattering, no giggles, no sudden wails, no singing, no…. !!!!

What could she be up to?
Aaaah, I had valiantly handed over water-colours to her.  And she was colourfully engrossed.

Now before you wonder, “Whaaaaat??? Didn’t you learn from the first Rollerball mistake??”
Well, I did. And I did not repeat the oversight.

My summer holiday mommy brain had been coming up with innovative hacks.

We didn’t have an apron to save the clothes…
Eureka !! Out came the outgrown bathrobe à Made her wear it back to front à And we got ourselves a handy apron without spending extra bucks.

So, while the little painter would keep busy, I would finish my chores. This daily routine had a serene calm at our residence.


Homework Quirk
I don’t recall ever being so thrilled about “holiday homework”.

She knew her teachers had given her few homework sheets.
And she wanted to finish all the pairing, colouring and other activities at one shot.

Took a lot of gentle coaxing to make her understand that we could do this over the holiday period.

But then who wouldn’t want to do such fun stuff?


Rub-a-dub-dub, Kiddo In Her Tub
She loves water.  And her school had been engaging them in Water Play just before they closed for the holidays.
What a perfect idea to keep her cool in these hot months.

Now, getting an inflatable pool = Space occupied, unnecessarily.
So what to do? Thought of another clever little hack.

Got out her outgrown bathtub à Pretended it’s a mini swimming pool.
Made her wear her favourite swimming costume.
Got her little squirting animal friends to join her.
Voila! We had a shrieking splashing fun pool.

Kept an ear on the happy squeals, an intermittent watch on the kid (and animals), and there, I could finish some more errands while she cooled in her “pool”.


This Is The Way I Help My Mom
The best thing was to involve her in the regular house activities – and she revels in doing things “on my own”.

💝 So I got a mini helper assisting me with::
💝 Setting the bed
💝 Putting out clothes to dry à Taking them in again in the evening à Folding little items neatly
💝 Keeping washed dishes back in their designated places
💝 Shelling the last remaining fresh peas from the market
And the list is absolutely inexhaustible…

And that kept both of us really content and happy.


Pat A Cake, Pat A Cake, Baker Mom
Holiday time – a perfect time to bake that whole wheat banana cake or experiment with a super soft honey-soaked cake.
And obviously she wanted to be involved

Proudly wore her little apron, mixed the batter, helped me pour, stuffed some raisins in her mouth, licked some honey…

And then patiently kept watch in front of the oven, lest the cake runs away like the Gingerbread Man.


Love Thy Neighbour
And then we adopted the daily summer holiday custom –
She would waltz into the neighbour’s apartment to play with her bosom buddy.
And then the little girls would come over to enliven our place. (This deserves a dedicated post)

There would be a mess once play ceased for the day – but it is the happiest mess that I cherished.

Evening meant park time where she giggled as she ran through the sand, climbed up the slides (much preferred over sliding down!!), bonded with other kids and basically, had FUN.

A few “Play Dates”, loads of birthday parties … hence, more happiness and fun.


Sing, Dance, Make Merry
The perfect opportunity to take out that musical instrument lying unattended at home.
And to re-introduce the little one to the beautiful sounds.

The perfect chance to play the favourite songs and dance along with the mini trainer – she alone knows how she conjured up those funny dance moves and comical facial expressions.
But these would probably be the most enjoyable work out sessions I have had in a long long time.


What Next… Puzzled??
Not at all!!
She took out the multiple puzzles that she loves working on.

Cute fruits, animals, vehicles lined up the floor.
And she graduated to solving ones with more pieces.


Maximum Utilization of Resources
Never before have all her toys/ activities been so fully utilized.
💝 All story books were read.
💝 The colourful wooden blocks were used to build many a houses.
💝 The cooking sets were utilised to whip up interesting fare like apple soup, strawberry chicken and whatever she deemed exotic.
💝 The Play dough was rolled out into various forms.
💝 The toy train set chugged along.
💝 Meows, Bow wows, Moos, Howls and Growls filled the house as Toy animals stepped out of the cupboard.
💝 Mommy totally enjoyed doing finger puppet stories for her.


Cherry on the Cake
Could a perfect summer holiday be complete without flying off to the granny’s place?
And that shall be the next blog post.

Till then… let me reflect on all the fun that the daughter lavished upon me this summer.😃

Friday, April 07, 2017

Ooooh girls, they wanna have fun !!!

 
The little lady has just turned three.

Never ever has she experienced being home alone with daddy while mommy has stepped out.

So when a group of enthusiastic “school mommies” planned a dinner date, Cyndi Lauper swiftly moved in to take hold of my mind.

Happily I hummed:
“When the working day is done
Oh girls, they wanna have fun” 💃💃💃

Me – All peppy.
Husband – Glad & super-supportive.
Daughter – Clueless (but surely prefers this non-cranky mother figure).


The Emotions, the build-up, oh… !!!


Excitement – But OF COURSE !!!
An evening out.
That too only with the girls (toddler not demanding attention = chatting freely).
That too after ages.
Phew… 😀


Planning – But OF COURSE, OF COURSE !!!
Advance notice given to hubby, so that he is in town.
And also in town means getting home early (I know certain things are unheard off… guffaws 😁) to take care of the little one.
Exact time of pick-up meticulously decided with mommy friends living close by.
Reminding hubby every day, about his upcoming mini evening project (lest he forget “THE DATE”).


Anxiety – But OF COURSE, OF COURSE, OF COURSE !!!
Oh no, not what you are thinking, not about leaving her at home (daddy would surely do a great job).
Aaah wait, let’s just sneak in some credit here - had set everything that she might need for the evening 😉
You wonder, “Then, what was the Anxiety about?”
Come on!! Haven’t you heard of the very first evening date?
And here I wasn’t dating one, but an entire bunch of awesome ladies.
So shouldn’t I be anxious about what to wear??
Aaah well, the wicked heat made it very easy to decide – comfy cotton.


The Challenges


Can such an “adventurous” outing really be without challenges?

The Plot.

Clock – it’s ticking, unmoving, moving towards the designated time when my friends will pick me up. ⏰

Hubby -Nowhere on the horizon.

Hubby’s partner in crime (read his beloved mobile phone) - Unreachable.

Wow… what am I to do??!!

If I start dressing up in front of the little one, a meltdown cannot be discounted.
Last thing I would want to handle now.

Neighbour helps by sending her daughter over to play with ours (they are best friends anyways).
Aaah, that gives me some ironing time.

The plot thickens.

The intermittent sound of thunder.
Now, is it also going to pour??!!
Precaution desired - shove an umbrella into the purse.

Umpteenth phone call to an “unavailable” husband phone number.
Do I really need to express my mental state at that moment??

And then, the unapologetic no-explanation-felt-necessary call of the cook “I am not coming in today”.
Wow… what a day to take a sudden leave!!
Do I still need to express my mental state??

Quick rummaging through the refrigerator – and I knew hubby & daughter are taken care of.

Thunder Roll (more like a Drum Roll).
Doorbell rings.
Finally, the hubby has made his appearance.


Crucial 10


And this is how to sum up the next 10 minutes:

1) Dole out instructions to hubby who is wandering from one room to the other.
Oh God, can’t he just stand still for 2 minutes!!
And then he wonders why our daughter can’t sit still for a moment!!
Genes, I say.
Ok no time to analyse genetics now.
Take a deep breath – as if that’s possible at this minute - be patient and somehow drill in the information into his subconscious.

2) Attend to the phone calls from the mommy friends – who patiently agree to wait while I get ready.

3) Getting set for the evening in record time!!
“X” Book of Records, are you listening?

4) Finally piling into the car.
Finally deep breaths to replenish the breathless lungs.
Wow, did I actually make it to the date??!!


An Evening to Remember


And then starts the animated conversations.
Sound control authorities may kindly take a break.

Oh what an evening – let me do a short & sweet summary:
Loads of laughter,
Lot of good food,
Loads of laughter,
Yummmmmm desserts (drooling in my dreams still),
Loads of laughter,
Mini conversations,
Loads of laughter,
Photo sessions,
Loads of laughter.


Consequences & conclusions


Have always heard it is the most difficult when you separate from your child the first time.
But it really wasn’t. I just didn’t feel any guilt or anxiety.

✓ Because I knew she was in safe hands, in entertaining company.
✓ Because I have had shopping escapades whenever we have been at my parents’ place, with the grandparents playing doting play mates.
✓ Because I am leaving her now when she’s got used to being away from the mommy in school.
✓ Because it was hardly for a few hours.

Smiling to myself, as I think about the evening with my lovable nutty mommy friends, I walk into the house.

And what do I see?

A supremely satisfied daddy who has had more kiddo time than gadget time that night.

An over-excited daughter - thrilled at getting exclusive precious rare time with daddy.

So much so that we had to listen to imaginary stories, interjected with “Do you know the muffin man?” on repeat mode, till 1 am!!!

Me – Totally looking forward to the next mommies-only outing.
Daddy – Wishing that would not be when he has to catch a flight in a few hours.
Daughter – Super happy to see my dinner date photos over & over again. And am sure, looking forward to more exclusive daddy time soon.

Cheers to us Mommy Friends!!!

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Happy Annuversary


Each wedding anniversary is a special milestone in the couple’s lives.

And then there are those extra special milestones – because they denote completion of “x” special years.

Husband & I were all set to celebrate a landmark anniversary this month.

A Special Anniversary!! So let’s plan something nice…
Our Anniversary falls two days after a national holiday.
Perfectly planned the date those “x” years back.

It falls on a Saturday this year.
Just Perfect.  

So the dear husband has to only take the Friday off (read: “the dilemma of a workaholic”… giggle giggle) from work.
Totally Perfect.

And off we can go for a short & sweet “celebration” trip, of course with the little daughter joining in.
Couldn’t be more Perfect J

Quick Check-list:
a)     Destination –
  • Let’s choose a special place close to our house
  • Hubby loves driving, so we can drive down
  • Lot of greenery would be good for the fatigued city lungs

b)     Attractions –
  • It should be a place to simply relax
  • So that the “people/places of interest” seeking, camera-toting wife doesn’t do a disappearing act
  • The food should be good – special occasion = yummy grub & cake of course !!

c)      Budget –
Aahh… a teeny weeny bit splurging is fine – after all a “landmark” anniversary

So, we thought of the perfect place to go to.

d)     Packing –
Not much of a bother, since it would be only a 3 days’ outing.

e)     And the dreaming began…
  • Our FIRST special milestone anniversary
  • Will request the resort staff for a candlelit table – ooohhh… a romantic candlelight dinner with the child ;)
  • Maybe all 3 of us could wear new outfits for the occasion
  • There would be music and hopefully a dance floor – maybe I can request the DJ/ singer to play/perform some of our favourite romantic numbers
Aaahh… Excitement builds up in anticipation of this short relaxing trip.

And the D-day is finally here… Yippppeeeeeeee !!!
Wow!! We are going to celebrate our special Anniversary and how!!

a)     Destination –
  • Special place, close to our house – ✓
  • Drive down – ✓
  • Lot of greenery – ✓
This place is called “The School Garden” 

b)     Attractions –
  • Total relaxation - ✓
    After the morning frenzy of getting the daughter & ourselves ready.
  • Persons of interest - ✓
    Many precious little people actually – it is the School Annual Day.
  • Camera toting wife’s disappearing act - ✘
    Note: Photography & videography restricted, so as not to distract the little performers and to prevent various arms & mobile devices from blocking the line of vision of fellow audience members.
  • Food - ✘
    But the kid did manage to get a cake from the cake stall. 
c)      Budget –
Splurging – ✓
But what we splurged on was a lot of happiness & joy at this colourful event.

d)     Packing – ✓ 
Truly not much of a bother, since only a 3 days hours outing. So, an extra set of clothes for the performer and the snack box with fruits.

e)     And the reality begins…
  • Daughter’s FIRST annual day – a landmark in itself – and waiting for many more to come.
  • Forego the candlelight, we were in full sunlight – lot of Vitamin D produced today.
  • Dress up we did – in traditional wear, to keep in sync with the theme of celebrating the country’s cultures.
  • Daughter’s delight at dressing up & performing – beyond any delight we could have got at any resort.
  • The cute innocence-laden performances – could any entertainment be more pure? And yes, we grooved too, standing side by side, happiness in our hearts.
  • And through their adorable actions, we re-learnt the various traditions in India.
 Now that’s what we call a unique anniversary celebration J

Happy Milestone Anniversary
Each anniversary is denoted by Traditional & Modern symbols.
Our traditional symbol this year signifies flexibility, a prime requirement as we embrace parenthood.

The modern symbol signifies beauty and strength – the day was beautiful indeed and a powerful reminder of the responsibilities we need to undertake as parents.

So Cheers… And Happy Anniversary (or rather Annu-versary) to Us J