Sitting on the bed with a pillow supporting my back. I have my legs bent at the knees and your little butt propped on my tummy with chubby legs dangling either sides. Tiny fingers wrapped around mine tightly..while the lips break into a toothless smile rising up into those big beady eyes….like moonshine.
I sing and sway..I hold the stare.I grab you in a gentle embrace and inhale deep..the baby soft smell..of pure joy..of pure bliss.
A sudden gush of emotions and I cannot breathe anymore. The heart has swelled up to its limit and I am not sure whether to smile or sob! I let it overwhelm me. I let it pain me a little.
Then, I kiss you. On the forehead. one on each cheek and then the round tip of the nose. You giggle. I laugh back.
That moment, right there on a very normal day..how can it be so beautiful! So priceless! My dear baby boo – You have gifted me moments like these in abundance. The photos and videos are vain efforts of capturing everything about you. But, I know, there is no way to capture the delight you bring into our hearts..there is no way to record what a pleasure you are to our very being.
You were hardly 4 months old on your first plane ride and road trip. We stopped every few hours to freshen up and feed you. There were few instances of crying and worry too. But I do not remember being boggled down by an infant travelling along. Why are people so afraid to travel with babies, I thought. You watched us talk, you forced us to sing, you slept most of the way. All the hikes in the canyons, the strolls in the cities, the walks in little towns – everything was new to you. You couldn’t stop looking and taking it all in. Also, you gave generously…your smiles. Random strangers lavished away…the sweetness.
You took your time turning over. It happened past 5 months. But, since then, it has been your favorite position. Perched on your tummy and lifting the head high, you move around in circles grabbing things in the vicinity. You haven’t moved forward yet, but I see that coming any time soon.
To attract attention, or to communicate your boredom, you squeal. It is so loud and high pitched, it makes us wince sometimes. But, mostly, it makes us laugh at your vigor.
I call you ‘curious kitten’ for a reason. Perched on my hip, you looked at all things with such big curious eyes initially. Now, it is coupled with your arms stretching out to touch! It may be a glass of water I am drinking , a plate of hot dosa I am holding or simply the dress in the hanger at the shop am browsing. You grab, and then shove it into the mouth :P Needless to say, your curiosity has lead to some unhappy situations. Meanwhile, Amma has learnt to be much more cautious while walking around with you.
All the four grandparents have passed on a little of them to you. You have the love for music from your Ajja and Ajji . They sang so many songs and bhajans for you when here that it is the only thing that will calm you down at times. Your Thatha takes you out on morning strolls everyday and you love the sunshine with him. Paati introduced you to solid foods- you love her home cooked raagi cereal, rice and dal, peas and carrots, even avocado and slices of watermelon recently!
Keep growing healthy and happy just this way. Be the pleasant little moonshine in our lives my baby boo.
We will love you with all our might and more!