It has been two months!
Gosh, am a mother of a two-month old already! Cannot say that enough..and still cannot believe it 😀
Though it has not exactly been a smooth ride, I wouldn’t want it any different. When other mommy bloggers said it, I wondered what it meant to have your heart burst at the seams with love, so intense that you cannot explain. Now I know. 🙂
Enough mush from me, let’s talk about my other half.
‘When a child is born, a father is born too’ – someone wisely said. One amazing part of my new role as a mother has been witnessing this firsthand. And boy, it IS special !
Here is some glimpse for you –
From the moment Paapu was born, H has strict instructions to everyone to have their hands washed or wiped clean with disinfectant before touching her.His immaculate little darling should be touched with care, you see.Not just preaching, he follows the rule to the word every single time! ( The mommy however doesn’t exactly fancy following rules. What? I have to hold my baby a hundred times a day. Gimme a break with the washing and cleaning sire!)
Whenever Paapu is a little cranky or difficult to put to sleep, H has a bunch of exclusive songs for her, to sing in his deep hoarse voice.Now, there are people who can sing and there are people who cannot. H belongs to a third category – people who *cough* should not *cough* sing 😉 What makes this man special is that he still does..and Paapu seems to love it. ( Me love to watch the performance and giggle, ofcourse) 🙂
Paapu was 12 days old when she got into this big fit of inconsolable crying.H confidently volunteers to help and promptly starts his swaying bit along with a “Shhhh” asking her to quite down. After 10 minutes of efforts with no results, the confidence fades out and the tired dad complains “Why isn’t she listening to me?!” ( Hehe. Hold those words until she is a teenager hon)
One of my favorite things to watch is H laying down Paapu in the crib. It is all silent in the night, Paapu has just fallen asleep and breathing softly in his arms, the crib is ready and I am waiting with the blanket to tuck her in. H tiptoes slowly and slides one of his arms ever so smoothly across Paapu’s back and sofff….tly places her inside the crib right on the spot with her little head on the baby pillow.Soon after I place the blanket on her and cozily tuck her, he shushes me away and pats her tenderly until he is 200% sure she will continue her deep sleep. He might very well strangle anyone who dares to make a breathing noise that wakes her up at that moment, trust me 😛
Paapu went on her first hike when she was 6 weeks old. And I should give due credits to the man who made it happen. Not anyone telling anything about exposing the baby to the wilderness so early could stop him from tying her up to his chest with a sling and driving down to a foothill for a hike! I was skeptical initially, but gave in to his enthusiasm. “My girl can do it. I know she’ll be fine.” was like his mantra that day. Yes, she indeed was just fine. ( And.. H had no complaints when every single young woman ( read ‘sexy chicks’) on the hiking trial stopped by to peek at the baby and ask how old she was 😉 )
It’s a little unfair, this baby business. While the mommy has the post pregnancy weight showing at all wrong places ( hips, thighs, stomach and what not..ugh!), the dads proudly show off the same old waistline 😦 Anyhoo, coming to the point. Though H teases me with titles like “A Big Fat Hen”, he considers me the mother of the most beautiful baby on earth 😀 A dozen pictures and videos of Paapu everyday and he is ready for some more the next day. ( Now that leaves me confused with a gigantic database to choose from, for a simple hardbound photo album. Hmmm).
“I’ll make her strong and confident”, he says one day, ” Am taking her to swimming next month”, he says on another. “My girl will be a nature lover..a little lady Tarzen”, he laughs sometimes, “How about we train her to be a triathlon champ” he thinks aloud other times. Dreams are big, bright, colorful and H is all set to be the coolest dad to his little girl.
Here’s wishing you the very best dear. I think you are already cool and Paapu is just going to agree, am sure 😀