Six.

Just as I was giving Pattani a sip of water yesterday from the feeding bottle, he held the bottle firmly in his tiny hands and tried to drink. He pulled away from the bottle briefly, distracted by something, and just as I thought I should bring the nipple back to his mouth so that he could continue drinking, he managed to do it himself! It was a first, considering he started drinking from a bottle since barely a fortnight. For a second K and I looked at each other, with a wide grin on our faces and continued to stare at him as he happily drank away and K said – Dei Bondoos , big boy aitiya da nee ? Neeye kudichipiyaa ?
6 months it has been.From time to time, I flip through the gazillion pictures that we have clicked right from the day he was born, and every single time, it seems incredible – the transition from the helpless infant , wailing away for the most part, and fitting in a highly packed eat-pee-poo-sleep cycle in the remaining time to this bundle of energy who leaves us wondering what is on store the next minute all the time. He is already rolling all over the place and grabbing at everything in sight and invariably putting it in his mouth. The teethers don receive as much love as his favorite kutti pillow when it comes to chewing. As conscientous parents, we randomly mumble – hygiene, infection etc, but then just give up and watch the fun!
Since I am doing a pretty bad job of putting down the woah moments here as and when they come to pass, I thought I would record some of those before they become hazy memories !
1. Right from around 3 months or so, he kept turning to his side, trying to turn his hip. We thought the hero was going to disregard all milestone charts and roll over at as early as three months. It did happen – in the middle of a huge fit of crying and anger(you would be surprised at how angry 3 month olds can get). We put him down on the bed for a bit as a desperate attempt to stop his crying and suddenly he started making valiant efforts to turn over, forgot all about his crying and plonked on his tummy successfully! We were, as usual being the excited paparazzi and surrounding and capturing the moments on various dokku phone cameras. Sadly, he forgot about this little feat of his for more than a month. And then, there was this mega-cool wing meetup that was happening in New York(oh yeah, Amreeka is the new Ispahani). Remember how we were back in touch after college days through Whatsapp? That group is still very alive and is somewhere on the top of the chart of non-baby stuff that totally make my day(s). These girls wanted a facetime date with Pattani when they met up, and when it happened, I was desperately trying to engage MY friends in conversation while they were busy cooing over him. He realised all the attention he was getting I suppose, and like a puppet on cue, rolled over like a pro and flashed a smile. The brat! I ran out screaming to get K and his parents to watch, and sure enough, he rolled over a few more times that day. So, how cool is that – some of the best friends Ive ever had, who now live across the world actually were the first ones to watch Pattani turn over, real time ! 😀
2. A few days after this happened, he got bored of turning over onto his tummy at the drop of the hat to observe the machining of the world and discovered the fun of being mobile. So we just had to set him down on the bed for a moment , and instantly he would roll off to the other end. Remember Angapradakshinam ? Great fun! Only we could not follow suit, adn had to keep running around the bed like ball boys to protect him !
3. I took him for a concert by TM Krishna, sometime in April. It was at Ram Samaj, where the traffic outside caused enough disturbance to the audience and a loud baby might not make much of difference. I sat down near the entrace and set him on my lap, ready to head out in case he got restless. A brilliant ragam thanam pallavi in the pancharatna ragas was on. Both of us were totally absorbed in it in our own ways. Pattani did not so much as let out a whimper, though he did get startled a couple of times by the sudden enthu bursts of the mridangist.) And so we made our 45-minute kacheri debut. On the same note, the only way to keep him self-entertained when all of us are busy is to play music and leave him with something chewable. Contentment prevails, atleast for a while.
4.He is turning out to be the youngest vambu-party ever known to mankind. Entertain him with toys, he is bound to get bored sooner or later. Talk to him about anything under the sun, you will be rewarded with wide mokka vaai chirippus. Strangely, and thankfully, he takes to new faces quite well. He acts all smiley and social – sometimes i wonder if his restless crying in the house is simply because he is plain bored of us :|. Thanks to this, his everyday walk with K to the end of the street, which is exactly 4 houses away takes close to 20 minutes, with good mornings and greetings to next-door Arjun “Anna”(who, by the way is 11 months old), paal kaari, theru-mona auto driver, pakathu flat walking couple and in general any aquaintance who happens to be at his gate.
5. Peek-a-booo ! and nandu-vardhu,nari vardhu(no point translating that) are his giggle triggers at the moment. Heee-Haww. Also, if you leave a ball somewhere near his legs, he manages to pick it up, balancing it in between his legs, lift it up, transfer it to his hands, and.. take it to his mouth (what else!). You can imagine the circus, right? 😀
PS: The brat has started to sprout a tooth! Cannot see it yet, can barely feel it.. but here is to more biting ! :/

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5 thoughts on “Six.

  1. One evening I spent with him leaves me with endless stories….everyday of your life is so worth…and eventful…love the way you want to keep record of every lil moment….u r an awesome mommy:-):-)

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