Friday, July 3, 2015

                                 

Let it rain.....

I love this snap! Clicked with my phone but I think it captures my ideas of the monsoons perfectly!
Ally dressed in her colourful ghagra telling me that she loves the smell of rain and the way it falls on her face was as musical to me as the rhythm of the rain.....

I love the rains and I love the fact that my daughter loves the rains possibly more than I do! I dont remember jumping in muddy puddles but I do that with her a lot.... I dont remember running out into the rain as soon as it started, now we do that without fail almost everytime it rains..... I dont remember walking barefeet in the mud and feeling the squishy, rain drenched earth on my toes and feet, now I do......I dont remember drinking the rain water and relishing it, we do that now and its awesome every single time! We run out and jump and dance like its our first time in the the rain and it is one of the bestest feeling ever! 

I love the rains and my memories of rain are all precious but these moments of abandon with my little rain lover ..... truly priceless.......

Leena


Saturday, May 9, 2015


The Sisterhood of Motherhood.......

Today made me think about what it is about being a mother that I love the most. The first thought was how it had made me value my mother a hundred thousand times more. Next thought was of my little ones - Max's head tilt, Cocoa's piercing eyes and Ally's heart melting smile and happiness. The third was how it has connected me so deeply to so many people.... I've an awesome set of friends who are all bound by motherhood and love.

I've become a lot more closer to my mother. In fact, I am also a lot more closer to my father because of motherhood. I understand a lot more about what they do and say. I am veering slowly towards becoming them in fact!
I know why my other mother (mother in law) does a lot of things she does and I learn from her.
I identify a lot more with all my friends who are mothers themselves. I've made friends because of being a mother and those friendships are one of the best things that has happened to me.
This understanding that I have begun to share with everyone is the most amazing things about being a mother - this sisterhood - the bond that connects all of us so deeply......

This awesome thing - being a mother, it has made me a different, better, nice, patient person. It has given me a lot of insight into myself and into every little thing in life. It has taught me to be selfless and enjoy it. It has given me a huge big reason to love and love and love...... and whats even better than giving love? Receiving it.

Trust me its been the most worthwhile journey so far......


Friday, March 13, 2015


Memories....

Its been over 2 years since we posted..... yesterday was 2 years since our maxi boy went to heaven to run to his hearts liking....

I had been thinking of restarting this for a long time now but I wanted to restart with a post about Max and I just could not get myself to do that till today.... even now, my hands are shaking but my eyes are not welling up. They are filled with happy memories of my first baby......

Its taken me 2 years to only be able to smile and laugh and reminisce about him without breaking down over him not being here with us to regale us all the time.... I absolutely miss everything about him - from the way he used to look every morning ( he used to wake up on the dot at 6 am, shake himself and wait for us to open the doors and let him out - the shake was out alarm.) to his head tilt ( he could spell 'walk' and if he heard us say anything about 'walk' or 'talk' or anything rhyming, his ears would perk up and he would do the head tilt to concentrate and figure out if we are indeed taking him for a walk!), the way he slowly and lavishly ate his food ( he used to be very particular and ate slowly whilst cocoa would be done in less than a minute!), the way he used to come and wipe his mouth on our clothes after having his milk ( we used to hate it then! ), the way he had a fixed bedtime and how he used to come and cozy up to us ( he never smelled like a dog - always, always smelled like a baby.... always.) ....... so so many memories.....

The important thing is that I can smile at them now and he will always make me happy whether is he here or not..... he always makes me smile now.... :-)

Leena