~ 93 weeks to my 'Tees' (30th) ~
This last week, we've had both sets of parents home at different times. And Ayaan, obviously has had a ball throughout. He's close to both sets of grandparents and it's endearing to see him bonding in different ways with each of them.
Right from when he wakes up, he runs to their room, tickles them up even or joins them in their yogasanas or pranayama; he then relishes rusk/biscuit dipped in 'chai'; he enjoys sitting on his playmat and showing them his cars, animals and "FlintoToys"; he likes to be sent and picked up from playschool by them; he likes to be showered and dressed up by them too; not to forget all the yummy food they make, he likes to be fed by them even; post his afternoon nap, he likes to go out to "another park" while crooning "Grandma/Grandpa finger (x2), where are you?"; and at night, he prefers them to read him bedtime stories or sing lullabies or show him his own photos/videos (one narcissistic baby he is!), before drifting off to sleep.
All in all, seems like his parents are having a restful week ;) Well, we are - nothing to hide about that right? In all honesty, childrearing is not an easy breezy job. Kind of borderline bragging here - but, I think so far Prantik and I have fared pretty well in balancing out the various aspects of our lives, since the entry of our energy ball (read Ayu) into our lives. And while both of us are busy in our respective time-and-energy-consuming professions, it is true that often we are starved of time for ourselves, in the midst of our day-jobs, family and social obligations, (work) travel and other such commitments. So, when we do have additional hands at home, we obviously are thankful; for indirectly, it also means, we do get some time off :D
On another note, I feel also that we get to see new sides to our parents. I think grandparenthood brings out a more loving, giving side - often throwing a blind eye to the little one's mischief; which as parents they might not have done with their own children (i.e. us) I often tease my mother about it, but I also empathise better with her as a mother now, myself. And while, our parents share tidbits from our childhood, it is indeed fun to recall nostalgic stories from our school times, summer vacations etc. - to imagine what Ayaan would be like when he would be that age is quite an amusing mental exercise as well. Often, it's entertaining to compare our varying childhoods and tantrums even. For example, Prantik would apparently insist on going out with only one shoe on - so when Ayaan makes a fuss about walking outdoors without shoes, we can deduce where that streak of naughtiness came from; also, I am told I was easy to please and win over with gifts - not a surprise then that he loves when the grandparents visit with a bag full of gifts (much like Santa indeed) - who doesn't? ;) However, the similarities do not end there - we have indeed noticed quite a few traits which seem to have passed on from his uncle (my younger brother Rohit) - for example, his musical rhythm sense and voice quality, his love for curd and watermelon, amongst other things. Quite interesting this game of genotype and phenotype don't you think?
Jargon aside - I'm typing this while in the PICU call-room, on my last 30+ hour call this year, on the last weekend of 2018. Prantik and I had to do away with our customary eve of NYE date in exchange for my call duty all of today where I attend to ICU admitted children, while he attends to our boy. But we did manage to steal some time for ourselves the day before, when we met another couple for an afternoon of board games at a quaint cafe, before then treating the parents for dinner at the Club. #LifesGood
P.S. I kissed the boy goodnight via FaceTime, and said "I love you ..." to which he responded with "I (l)ove you" which kind of sounded like "Aiyayyo!" :D
Praying the rest of the night goes alright - next post shall be in 2019 - until then Adios Amigos!