Loving Two

 I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you? 

Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.  I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.  You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.  

But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you. 

 But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.  More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.  But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. 

I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.  I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. 

I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.  I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently. 

 And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.  I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.   

Author Unknown

March 2012

March'12 goes by and we spend 7 months of having Aadya with us. we had our first road journey (long distance) to Balasore to attend Jilu's marriage. Aadu had her first visit to Sea !! all this just after her Annaprasanna in Feb (26th).

Morning

Today, early mmorning, I spent some time watching both kids asleep. The looked so serene. Couldn't take my eyes off them.  Its such a wonderful feeling. To realise that we mean so much to them. The pleading look in Aadu's eyes when she wants me to feed her to sleep, the silent tear that rolls down her cheek. The feeling of satisfaction when they sleep cosy against my bosom is uncomparable. Nothing gives so much pleasure. When Ishu silently comes to me n burries his head in my lap when he falls down while running. Aadu trying to climb up n up on me. Sleepy Ishu when we take him to toilet at night. The kisses I get from him when he finds me sad. Those beautiful infectious smiles n giggles. Aadu, trying to wave her rattle. Ishu worried about his car n bus when the batteries are dead. To watch Ishu n Aadu playing peek-a-boo behind the sofa.   It feels so good to be loved, unconditionally. Maybe that's why God makes us parents.  We must have done some good for which God has blessed us with such beautiful n loving kids.

Siblings....

Siblings are so sililar, yet so different. At every moment we as parents can identify similarities and dissimilarities instantly. Its so because we have afirst born for comparison all the time. Maybe its little harsh on the newer second born. But we have tried, consciously, not to do any comparisons. We fail many times but we are trying. Aadu is 6 months old. Still not able to sit without support for long, but already trying to crawl. No matter how experienced I might be because I already have Ishu, still, I marvel at her efforts and love to see her play. She as much a delight as Ishu had been. She makes me feel complete. I still thank god for blessing us with a son and a daughter. I so much look forward to parenting them both. Its a feast for our eyes to see Ishu n Aadu interact with each other. They are all over each other, cooing, babbling, talking, pulling, tugging, kissing, hugging and loving each other so fondly. All anger, tensionand stress melts away on seeing them together.  Its such a woderful experience. To be parents. It makes us so hopeful of future. Everthing seems so bright n happy.  We are blessed. God, please take care of my babies all their life. Thank u.

Ishu n Aadu

Our Garden !!

Finally we have a beautiful garden of ours. Just a glimpse of the beautiful flowers lifts up the mood like nothing else. Happy.

Aadya - our little angel.

Aadya - the first.The highest education. Maa Durga.

She's our little angel. Born on 22 August 2011.

Even though she is the second of our two beautiful children, we welcomed her with all the excitement that we had for Ishu, her older brother. We had done all that we thought we should do for her arrival. Like Ishu, she too arrived a bit early at 38 weeks. But this time it was faster. Ishu welcomed her as best as his 3 year old self could. Till date he is the most protective and possessive of her.

Aadya is 4 n half months old now. A beauty. Not in the cosmetic sense. She is a beauty for me as is Ishu. They always will be. I love the twinkle in her eyes. The gorgeous smile that she flashes at us. The excited movements of her. She is quite vocal. talking to anyone who's willing to give her some time. She loves looking at herself in the mirror. Gets excited to see her cereal being made. Giggles when Ishu jumps about. She's just adorable.

Thank you God for blessing us with such beautiful kids. Please take care of them always.