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Some Teensy-Weensy Updates

Somehow, the last one month has changed the twins tremendously….its almost like how we used to prepare for exams, you know, idling away the whole year and then trying to mug up notes on the eve before the big paper. The twins, who were lagging awfully in many departments of growth have suddenly covered up for the lost time……right before their second birthday 😀

So we now have conversations like these :-

SS : (holding out a spoon) dadi, yeh lo.

MIL : yeh kya hai?

SS : chammach

MIL :  (laughing) Great!! You understand this. Do you understand when to go to the loo?

SS : (cocking head to one side) Haan. Bathroom.

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I’m having dinner and RS, who has had her dinner sits besides me, playing with some food on her plate.

RS : (mixing the food vigorously with her fingers and scooping it in her hand) Mamma, khao

Me : Thanks betu, but I’m having my dinner.

RS : Khao, achcha hai achcha hai .

Me : I know dear, but I don’t want it.

RS : (looking towards the window)  Budda-baba (old-man) Aa!! Mumma ko lo!

Me : 😐

(the story here is that when she doesn’t have her meals, I tell her that the old-man outside the window will take her away. I know, its horrid. But she’ll never have her meals otherwise 😦  . But looks like she’s giving me a taste of my own medicine 😀 )

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At a relative’s place, SS is running around the house with his milk bottle hanging from his teeth.

Me : Shobby. Stop it. You are not drinking the milk. Give me the bottle.

SS : (stops running, looks at me, raises a palm) Arre Ruko !! Peetaaaaa.

Me : (stumped!) 😐

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SS’ hair have grown long enough to need a cut. And RS is yet to sprout hair which can hold a tiny butterfly clip together!! It’s just a week to their Birthday now and I’m hoping she grows enough of them !!

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RS is 3 ft tall.

SS is 2 ft 9 in tall.

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Rs has 12 teeth.

SS has 16 . And still doesn’t chew much. Simply swallows the food 😦

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RS didn’t wake up in the night for the last 2 days.

SS woke up only once .

(fervently praying) Ameen.

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RS pees standing up.

SS pees sitting down.

🙄

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SS stomps his right foot and hops, when angry.

RS jumps and throws herself on her butt when she’s angry.

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RS sleeps on her tummy. Always.

SS sleeps on his back. Always.

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It’s a week till their B’day and I’m so totally kicked about it 😀

And No. I’m not having a party.But more on it later.

Till then….looking forward to more new developments from the twins 🙂

Watch this space!



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Dear Twins….

I’ve been a rather boring mama lately, what with complaining about you two non-stop all the time 😦

I’ve been harping on and on about how you two are turning my hair grey. And sometimes, I get so carried away with all this harping that I forget to see the silver lining on the cloud.

My sweeties, you both are bratty, brash and a menace. It’s true that you drive me up the wall, but only to come crashing down when you give that impish smile and hold out your arms for a hug 😀 . Sometimes, when I see you sleeping, I wonder where the time flew…when did my kids become individuals with a mind of their own?

But there are things you do for which I need to be really grateful to Allah.

I hear friend/relatives complaining about how their kids throw a fit when they have to be administered medication. I can only nod my head in amazement when I hear such tales, because you see, the two of you LOVE medicines!! I have no idea where you get that trait from, but the simple mention of the word  “medicine”  has you both tagging behind me with your tongues hanging out 😐 .And the worst part is, you guys actually love medicines which are the most bitter!! Go figure! You two clamour for medicines even when you are not ill. So if I’m ill, I have to make sure I never take my prescription in your presence, else you two scream at me to share my stuff with you 😀

When you two were little babies , I used to wait till you went into deep slumber before I could attempt to cut your nails. With fingers barely a few centimetres long and nails which were difficult to locate, let alone cut, I had a harrowing time. I had to run the nail-cutter through the nails before you moved an inch, because you see, my hands used to tremble so much because I was terrified of cutting through your tender skin.

Is it a blessing then, when you both now hold out your hands and fight each other to be treated first 😀 ?! And just when I’m almost done with the hands, you lift your feet for the toes to be clipped too. Makes my job so much more easier 🙂 . I can’t be thankful enough !!

And now, on to the diapering 🙂

There was a time when changing your diapers was a chore!! It didn’t help that when you two weren’t kicking your mamma in the face, you were busy digging your fingers into the poo 😦 . Eww!! Is it less than a blessing then, when these days, I just have to say “diaper change”  and you two come scrambling up to me and lie down obediently while I do the needful!! No kicking, no messing. In fact, you demand to be powdered over your privies with special emphasis on your bum 😀 . Yes, both of you LOVE your bums to be smeared with an inch thick layer of talcum 🙂 .

There are many other little things, like insisting on brushing your own teeth, having food by yourself, doing everyone’s bidding, setting right furniture which is not in place, picking up stuff from the floor and putting it back in its place and many other antics which either keeps your family in splits of has us gushing with love and pride. Sometimes, its hard for me to believe that you are yet to turn two…..and then there are times when I’m totally overwhelmed to see you both so grown-up.

We still have our hurdles to cross. You two can’t have a decent meal without smearing every visible surface within a metre’s diameter with your food. When you brush your teeth, you also take time to brush the walls, your cycle handle, the door knob and (yuck!) even your Abba’s shoes 😦 . I need to keep nail-clippers and scissors as far from you two as possible, because you try to mimic my actions, almost giving me a heart-attack when I see you trying to clip off the fingers of your twin 😐

It’s a roller-coaster ride with you two and frankly, I’m enjoying every millisecond of it 🙂 . You have no idea how much you teach me each day. How much more I feel chastised for shouting at you and how much more blessed when in spite of it all, you bestow me with a warm hug. Awww munchkins….you have NO idea how much I love you 🙂

You two will soon become two years old and officially enter the world of “Terrible-Twos”….which roughly translates to “Terrible-Fours” for me 😦

I’m buckling up for it, I am…and really hoping that at the end of the TWO’s I’ll look back as fondly as I do now. Ameen.

Have fun sweeties…..now and forever…..and keep learning. Because that teaches me a lot too 🙂

Your Much-in-love-with-twins,



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Another moment in motherhood

I come back to my bed after everyone has gone to sleep. The last-minute wrapping up, cleaning the kitchen and chopping vegetables for the next day took longer than I had anticipated.

Tired and sleepy, I drop myself on the bed, between my two munchkins. As my head hits the pillow, I feel weariness engulfing me and I just want to drop into oblivion.

“Mammaa…”, a tinny voice calls out.

I groan inwards. Not now, I think. Don’t make me get up now for your milk.  I know it’ll be some time before I can make myself get up. But I don’t say it out loud . I make an effort to turn towards the voice.

Haan betu“, I ask softly.

Mammaaa…..aaja“, says the voice, while two tiny arms are outstretched to hug the mamma.

What could the mamma do?

She humbly let the arms encircle her, feeling the warmth of the tiny bundle so close , the heartbeats a natural rhythm to mirror her own.

A chubby palm starts patting my back. “Mammaa…..thoya?”

Haan beta….mamma soya“, is all I can say before I crumble with emotion at the love given so easily.

Sigh. Daughters!!

What would we do without them?!!

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"You see my pout?? That's all I can do!! Can't I look pretty like RS too?"

 

"Don't worry Bro, your Sis is here. A little bit of Talcum, here and there. Soon you'll be fair, just like me, and if Mamma gets angry, so mote it be!!"

"You think she's angry" "I'm not so sure" , "How long do we stand here?" "Until she finds a cure". "For what? pray tell", "For being finicky, and angry as hell".

So my girl has taken a HUGE liking for the talcum powder. She LOVES dusting her hands with it and spreading it on every conceivable part of her body, the favourite being her knees!!  And not only herself, she loves dousing others with the talc too 😦 (SS being her willing assistant every time)

Yesterday, she rubbed some talc on the FIL’s cheek. The FIL didn’t pay much attention then. He had some urgent work and left after some time. When he returned, we were shocked to see the streak of white still sitting pretty on his cheek. The poor man was awfully abashed!! Apparently, he’d gone to meet some high-up people and now it was funny to wonder what they must have thought about the slash of white cutting across his face 😀  .Surprisingly, people were polite and no one pointed it out to him!! We had a good laugh over it 🙂

The snaps above were lying in the drafts for quite some time. They were taken two months back. RS was busy ‘donating’ some talc to SS and while doing so, she also dropped a lot of it on the floor. The GMIL had a near-slip and that’s what made me angry enough to punish the two. I made them stand in the balcony and threatened them to not come inside until I cleaned up the floor.

Like always, my punishments go waste 😦 . My kids are least afraid of me and nothing I do or say makes them mend their ways. Sigh.

PS : The pyjamas that SS is wearing are from his cousin M. Now where little M looked like a munchkin in that outfit, my boy looks like an escaped convict from Tihar 😦

PPS : We’ve hidden most of the talc bottles at home. But somehow, RS got her hands on this little Emami talc (I guess it came free with something!)



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Joined at Birth??

 

Oct 2009

 

Sep 2010

Sometimes I do feel they are conjoined twins :D.

Inseparable !!

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A Letter to the Twins

Dear Twins,

If you’ve been reading my posts lately, you’d feel that the only thing I ever do is to rant about you two.
I realized this while going through a few recent posts and I’m sorry to say, I paint a rather sorry picture of you two. My heartfelt apologies. The only reason why I’ve been slack in updating this blog on your achievements is that you two have learnt so much in the last few weeks, it’s almost difficult to keep track.Everyday is a revelation. Everyday, we are subjected to some new hilarity . Or sometimes, we just marvel at how you figured out that one particular activity!!
The last few weeks have been a roller-coaster ride of sorts, with you two keeping everyone at home on their toes, making sure we all lost a few inches and a few pounds in the bargain 😀 . It doesn’t help that each day, you grow a little more taller and can reach out for stuff which we thought was beyond your reach. Your insane curiosity doesn’t help matters much!! So it’s a regular activity at home to leap and rescue a vessel of milk which you tug at, leap and wrench the scissors from your hand which you stood on your toes and reached for, to lunge and tackle you before you take that mug of water and pour it over the sofa set. We’ve been busy these days darling, thanks to you both!!

But what never ceases to amaze me , is how quickly you two are grasping everything you see and hear. You now understand EVERYTHING we say, responding correctly to our commands and rebukes.I just have to say,”get up” and you immediately stand in attention 😀 . Gives me a power high, I must confess, though I dare say we order you about on a whim!! You guys are far too clever for that. You listen to us, only when you feel like it. Rest of the time, we can cry ourselves hoarse and you guys wouldn’t so much as look at us 😀 !!

Anyhow, I just want to list a few new things that make me fall head-over-heels in love with you everyday :-

1) The way you, RS call out “Mamma”. Full of authority and love. Seems like a weird combination, but you have to hear it to believe it.

2) The way you, SS call me “Mamma”. Full of pleas and requests. Don’t know why your tone is like that, but it’s very sweet to hear 🙂

3) The way, you, RS mimic each and every action of mine, including the part about scolding and raising your hand threateningly. You even glare at me, all the while trying your best not to giggle. Adorable 🙂 !!

4) The way, you SS pick up any new word and repeat it clearly . And when we beg you to say it again, you clam up! No amount of coaxing is enough for you to oblige us!!

5) The way you, RS snatch anything and everything from your brother, and then lovingly try to hand it back to him. Even scolding him when we do and trying to feed him when we do the same 🙂

6) The way, you SS give the biggest smile ,wave your little hands frantically and yell out “Byeeeee” when you get a chance to step out of the door.

7) The way you, RS ,tug at your knickers when you want to visit the loo, sometimes, just fibbing, because the only thing you really want to do is to play with water!!

8 ) The way you SS mutter something in gobbledegook and when we repeat it, say,”haaaan??” with your held tilted to one side, eyes and mouth wide open, as though questioning us on it !!

9) The way you two have now learnt to communicate your hunger or thirst, the way you two run the house down, the way you jump over the sofa-sets, the way you clamber over your parents (playing horse), the way you two laugh, with unbridled joy, the sound coming from somewhere deep in your belly :D.

10) The way you both have defined your preference of bikes!! SS, my boy, you LOVE sitting on your Abba’s bike (on the petrol tank), holding on for dear life and refuse to get down once the destination is reached. And you, RS , love to stand in front on my bike, holding on to the headlamp and still as a mouse. On your father’s bike, its tough to make you sit still, what with you squirming one way or the other. SS is yet a little short to travel on my bike. But I’m hoping the day is not too far 🙂

11) The way you two care for your loved ones!! I just have to hold up a finger and say I got hurt and both of you will rush over to hold the finger and blow on it (yes, thats the ONLY cure you know and guess what ? It works 😀 ). You , RS, love to pat everyone to sleep, sometimes insisting that we lay down SS on your tiny lap or maybe put our heads on  your chubby thighs. Then you proceed to pat us (not so gently) to sleep!! And you, SS, love being rocked to sleep, by anyone/everyone at home. You willingly go to everyone, even sleeping with your dada while your sister throws tantrums on being separated from her mom 😐 . You tone down your cries if you hear your sister crying, at times, even giving up your toys/goodies just so that she calms down!!

12) The last, but not the least, the way your faces light up when I come back home 🙂 . Or the way, you peek out of your bed covers and grin when your Abba returns in the night. We two helpless parents have no other choice, but to smother you two with kisses and hugs (with you two trying your best to escape 🙂 )

I wish I could put up snaps of you two at your bratty best, but the last few weeks have been a little hectic at work as well as home. But I promise to post some soon. Just so that you can see how well you have smeared mashed banana on the sofa or how cute your palm prints look on the wall (where you stamped after dipping your hands in Robin liquid blue)!

I still worry about you two though. When I see that SS still can’t inform us when he wants to pee or poop, or when you both are yet to let go of your milk bottles, I fret. I worry that maybe I’m not doing enough to toilet train you, or maybe I’m not feeding you enough to keep your tummies full. But at other times, when you come out of your illness with flying colours, battling your fever bravely and continuing with your antics, I feel blessed that Allah has bestowed you with sturdy health. I hear instances of friend’s children being admitted to hospitals and I can only send a prayer of recovery for them one of thanks for you two.

You are both running your 22nd month now. How time flies!! Shortly, you’ll both be TWO years old!! How terrific is that for you ? (and terrible for me 😦  )

I’m so looking forward to the time you two are able to string a sentence together, or maybe, make a trip to the loo on your own 😀

But for now, we are content to hear you gurgling with happiness. Glad that you bring in so many good vibes, making sure we laugh along with you! Your family loves you munchkins, and it fills the heart with joy to see that you love them all right back.

Here’s to good health and an eventful year ahead 🙂

*Clink*

(of milk glasses, of course 😀 )

Your Mom.

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The Planning….!!

Once again, the hapless mother tucks her babies in for the night, handing them their last bottle for the night (or so she hopes. Little does she know….!!)

Shortly after, she crashes for the night. The father-figure is already serenading the room with his snores. The mother hops into her bed and frantically tries to capture her forty winks.

The twins, as usual, when left alone like that, tend to plan. Like this time. And this.

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RS : (slurp slurp) You know brother, we’re growing up.

SS : (slurp slurp ) Hunh?

RS : (slurp slurp )Uff, dumbo!! We’re growing up!! Getting bigger by the day.

SS : (slurp slurp )Talk for yourself. I don’t see myself growing at all. Heck I’m still the same height I was last year. You, however have become taller by inches.

RS  : (smugly) Hehe, I got the good genes, I guess.

SS : (slurp slurp) No comments!!

RS : (slurp slurp ) Anyhow, what I was saying is, since we are growing older, we need to set ourselves different benchmarks.

SS : (slurp slurp ) You mean, we need to make different kinds of scratches on the chairs and sofas??

RS:  (slurp slurp )Grrr. Of course not!! Though that wouldn’t be a bad idea….hmmm….come to think of it…..there’s a new sofa set in the drawing-room. Looks too clean and pretty, doesn’t it? Not good I say.

SS :  (slurp slurp )Hehe, don’t worry. It aint all that new now. I peed over it yesterday. The cushions got soaked through and through!

RS : (slurp slurp ) LOL!! Thats a good job brother. But didn’t anyone spank you?

SS : (slurp slurp ) Well…..ummm…no one saw me doing it. The granny thought someone had dropped water on the sofa. She asked me about it and I …errr… I said you’d done it.

RS : (Throwing the bottle) you WHAT?!!

SS : (slurp slurp ) Hey chill. They’re used to your water spilling habit by now. At least I didn’t say you’d peed.

RS : And you expect me to be thankful for that?!!

SS : (slurp slurp ) Just chill sis. The sofa is long dry. Don’t fret your pretty brow over it. We have other issues to discuss.

RS : Oh yeah. Right. Actually, I’ve been thinking. We’ve been pretty goody-goody of late. And I have a niggling feeling that I don’t like it one bit. Its time to spice up the place a bit.

SS : (shuddering) Uh Oh sis. You sure?? The last time I followed your plans , I got the spanking of my life.

RS : I wonder when you’ll develop that spine?? Maybe there’s a reason for your not growing tall, after all!!

SS : (in a hurt voice) Hey!! No need to get nasty, ok? You know I always follows your plans to the T. A guy has a right to protest once in a while.

RS : Okie. I take it back. Now coming back to the plan, don’t you think its time we put our artistic talents to use.

SS : (slurp slurp ) Uh-huh! And what exactly are those talents?

RS : Painting!! What else?? You see these walls?? They are our canvas. These fingers are our brushes.

SS : (slurp slurp ) And what about colours?

RS : Do I have to do ALL the planning?? Can’t you chip in for once??

SS : (slurp slurp ) uh-oh. Okie. I’ll manage the colours. I know of at least three different things I can use.

RS : Like what??

SS :  (slurp slurp )Ummm…that bottle of colouring blue which the maid uses. She tends to leave it on the floor every time  😀  . Then, there is our daal which we have with rice. Nice and yellow. And oh, you know, that banana can be squished and applied over the walls…it turns into a pretty dark shade after some time. Will go well with our walls.

RS : (one eye brow raised) Hmmm…quite the surprise package , aren’t we?!! I’d no idea you had these things up your sleeve.

SS :  (slurp slurp ) Hehe, sis. You are so busy keeping riveted everyone with your tantrums, no one worries that I might not be the saintly kid that they think I am. Works for me 😉

RS : Hey there!! I don’t throw tantrums. I just demand what is my right!! Is it my fault that these people never listen to me at one go. The added acoustics just helps speed up matters.  And plus, I never had any ambitions to become the new-age Lata Mangeshkar, you know.

SS :  (slurp slurp )Easy for you to say. They never give in when I try the same trick 😦 .

RS : Hehe, little brother, you just don’t have the vocals for it. Your tinny voice is not your best friend, I say. With that whine of a cry, I doubt our mother even hears you to get up and feed you. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t get your mid-night feed.

SS :  (looking at his now-empty bottle) Hmm..you’re right. And you know what? All this talking has made me hungry again!! How about another round?

RS : Sure. My pleasure, little brother. Here goes… Scrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeechhh…WAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNHHHHHHHH!! DHOOOOOOOOOOODHOOOOOOOOOOOO……WAAAAANNHHHHHH……………DHOOOOOOOODHOOOOOOOO……

*The poor mother frantically leaps out of bed, all groggy-eyed and disoriented, picks up the two bottles, washes them, and prepares the new feed, all the while trying her best to console her kids and also worrying that the neighbours would come knocking to their door shortly. She shoves the bottles into her son’s mouth and when she turns to her daughter, finds that the daughter is fast asleep!!  The poor mother tries vainly to wake up her daughter and feed her, but the daughter keeps her eyes shut tight. The mother looks up at the clock and is shocked to find that it is hardly 30mins since the twin’s last feed. She groans inwards and dumps herself on the bed, exhausted and bewildered, wondering when the nightly cravings would come down *

SS : Good one sis.

RS :  (smugly)  Hehe, the pleasure’s all mine bro. It’s all mine 🙂 .Goodnight for now 🙂

SS : Good night 🙂
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