Tuesday, March 7, 2017

When The Little Boy Became An Astronaut


A couple of days back, the lovely folks at Blog Adda partnered with Colgate to send us Colgate 'Magical Space Adventure' pack. We were sent three packs, that consisted of three different Magical Space themes - The Alien Planet, Space Walk and Space Launch. 

The little boy was eager to explore the pack as soon as it arrived, and overjoyed when he found that he could cut pieces out of the pack. We sat and spent some amazing time together cutting the pieces and fixing it on to the base. The little boy was fascinated with the spaceship, UFOs, and comets - all his firsts. He jumped with joy seeing a rocket that he could hold in his hand.



We then sat down for story time, and it was a pleasant change from the usual. I prompted the little boy to tell me a story and for a change, rather than pleading with me to tell him a story he was enthusiastic about weaving a story around space ships and astronauts.

We started from the first cut-out – the Space Launch. The little boy was the protagonist astronaut and he picked his friend from her home and ‘drove’ the rocket to space. As per him, ‘Zooom and we were in space’. In between, I tried to tell him real facts about space and spaceships, but someone little wasn’t interested at all and didn’t want anything that was shoot down his imagination. Once they reached space they went straight to their home, but couldn’t find the park there. I almost broke into a laugh hearing the little boy asking me genuinely, “but where is the park?”.


I slowly shifted the focus to the second cut-outs that we had made, showcasing the Alien Planet. Although the concept of aliens and the UFOs were slightly over the top for the little boy’s understanding, he did try to weave a story around it – a story that revolved around making the alien understand why he and his friend were there and how they were trying to find the park in space. His “do you want to help us?” question to the alien melted my heart and had me in splits at the same time. The innocence of a kid!

Then the boy decided that the alien was going to help him to find the park. We moved on to our last cut out on Space Walk. Here, I slightly took over and told him about the different planets and comets. His face shone bright when he saw the sun and clapped gleefully telling me that it was the sun and his friends (so much for trying to teach him about planets!).The search for the park was lost right there when the sun came into the picture and then he wanted to take the sun back home in his rocket.

This, I must say, served as a great time pass for Adhrith. It was quite different from our usual activities and although he is still young to weave stories, I saw, for the first time, how imagination soars high in kids. It helped us bond in a way we’ve never done before and much thanks to Colgate and BlogAdda, we had an amazing evening today!

P.s: “I’m blogging my #ColgateMagicalstories at BlogAdda in association with Colgate.

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Second Baby?


The other day, I was in the lift, holding a couple of grocery bags in both hands and keeping an eye on the little one who was in his balance bike plotting his next mischief, when a lady who lives in the same block as ours, looked at me and asked, "second baby?". I was quick to tell her that she was mistaken and it was just my tummy. She critically looked at me and pointed out her 'not so flat' flat tummy - "this despite having three caesarean". She asked me if I had a c-section too and although I was way too tempted to lie, I replied in the affirmative. Madam then wanted to know if I wore a belt and gave me a good hearing about how I should take care of the tummy and pointers on reducing it, which included, but not restricted to, drinking lots of ajwain water.

Little boy is three years now. Until the day before I delivered him, my huge tummy was celebrated. It was a baby magnet, with practically everybody passing by wanting to touch it, some even going to the extend of giving the 'tummy baby' a kiss, and all that it received was a 'wow'. Things Everything changed the moment I delivered. Soon just about everyone who came to see the baby was more concerned about why my tummy was still huge. In fact, there were times when I felt my tummy received more attention than the baby. It didn't matter how I felt. My reply, always has been how it took nine months for it to reach this level and hence it will take it's own time to go back. But I've always been tempted to question this notion, or rather, obsession of the post pregnancy tummy and the unwanted attention that it receives. 

What if it doesn't go away? What if some clothes don't fit me anywhere? What if I don't look the same as before? What if I have put on weight? So what? People definitely need to stop giving silly, unwarranted advices oh 'how to reduce your tummy' to a new mom (or a relatively new mom or anyone else too for that matter). She knows. If she wants, she will. If she doesn't, so be it. Rather, you need to be empathetic. Be known that it might hurt her, offend her, even depress her. She doesn't need it at the moment. She has a lot more in her hands to take care of. 

As for me, I've learnt to graciously accept it as a part of my motherhood, a reminder of that nine months of dreams and eagerness, and the endurance that my body underwent. This is my body. This is how it is. This is as real as it gets. And I will embrace it. Like my cousin sister told me during a light conversation that we had a few months after my delivery, "don't worry about it, Atheetha. It's only the first few months that you'll think about it as awkward. After that, it's going to be very dear to you and then you keep checking on it to see that it's still there". I think I'll hold on to her words than anyone else's because this is exactly what I feel now. My tummy, my body, my life. And I am happy even with it. 

Oh, and yes, for those who want to know if there is a second baby on the way, I will definitely let you know, very excitedly, when there is a second baby. Until then, it's just my tummy holding onto me tightly and reminding me constantly that I am a mother to a little boy. 😉

Thursday, February 16, 2017

I Am In Awe Of Padma Lakshmi!



Title: Love, Loss, and What We Ate : A Memoir
Author: Padma Lakshmi
Pages: 336
Rating: 4/5

Each time I went to a book store over the last couple of months, I had my eyes on this book. Yet, each time I kept it back on the rack for a later purchase. I don't know why. Somehow other books found its way to my bookshelf, leaving this book behind. Finally, after many "maybe, later"s and "next time"s, I closed my eyes and bought it before I could change my mind. Once I had the copy in my hand, I was eager to get it started. And, once I started, I couldn't keep it down. This book is literally an open book about her life, her relations, her loss and how she coped. I loved the way it is written - simple yet elegant. 

The book gives you a glimpse into a model's life through her description about her modelling days. It tells you about the struggles and insecurities, the ambitions, and the elation that comes with a breakthrough. She speaks about the men in her life - the love, the fights, the disputes, the good and the bad, without swallowing bits and pieces here and there. Through the book, she tells you about her childhood days, her family, her support system during her dark days, and how she was still their little girl, Padma, despite she being a reputed model, host and an author of a cookbook. 

She writes about her stint with endometriosis - the pain, the misdiagnosis and finally able to give a name to the suffering. It was slightly upsetting to read this part, where inspite of the physical pain, she went through a distressing time mentally too with her marriage falling apart during the same time. When she wrote about her pregnancy, and her little girl, Krishna, it went straight to my heart. Although there were parts here and there where I could relate, there were others where I just wondered out loud, "how did she manage?". One can easily sense the joy and pride that the little girl brings to her life through her writings about her, and it was a joy to read about it. 

There were many parts in the book I could relate to as a South Indian - mostly about food and relatives - one of those being her description about the good old "thayir sadam" (curd rice) and her memories about it along with her recipe that left me with this huge craving for it that I had to make it immediately. One of the main reasons for me to pick up the book was for the recipes that it had. I love reading stories and memories associated with a particular food. It makes the recipe more interesting, relatable and endearing. That's exactly what Padma has done in this book, and I loved reading through it. I am yet to try out those, but I know, one day, I'll just pick up the ingredients, take out my pan and get through one of those simple yet 'close to her heart' recipes.

Padma was just the host of one of the few (yet my favourite) TV shows that I watch until I finished reading the book. Now, she is a person I am in awe of - for her perseverence and struggle to stand on her own, her courage to bare it all, and the fighter that she is!  

You can buy the book here!




For UK Residents: Love, Loss, And What We Ate : A Memoir

For US Residents: Love, Loss, and What We Ate: A Memoir