Moina-logue :-)

In the past few months I have been irregular in chronicling Moina’s developments and my journey with her.

It was not for any other reason except that I have been caught up. Caught up at work, and a bit of home and just running out of energy. Another reason for this slow movement on the blog is Moina’s increasing attraction for all things electronic and that includes the laptop. She is drawn to it like a bee to a flower and there is no way on earth that I can use it to do anything else except showing her Masha and the Bear 😉

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So anyways, the lil’ lady is growing by the day. She is a jabber… a delightful jabber at that, i wouldn’t deny. Of late she has started a new questionnaire: every ten minutes she will look at my face and ask, “Mumma, Happy?” And if the ‘Happy’ is not happening and even if it happens is not accompanied by a genuine smile, the lil’ lady wells up in tears and I am like one molten cube of ice.

Moina has taken a super liking for drawing… guess all kids do. Well, I am hinting at a bit of history. I paint. Did I ever tell you I paint? Well, I do. And when Moina was really little, almost a year old and a bit more, I painted the entrance to my home and the door of her room. Guess, she remembers all of that. If Mommy can paint on the wall and the door, so can I and so she did… My home today is doodled… all over… the ceiling has been spared for obvious reasons… but every other nook and cranny has surrendered to her pencil box. And the television has not been spared too… nail paint, crayons and all the don’ts have gone up there…facepalm moment and moments of real anger and desperation on my end and nothing but innocence from hers.

Her tryst with the running nose continues… have entered the second year of nosey and and I am close to inventing a tissue roll holder right below her nostrils… Vitamins, minerals, all food groups, pediasures, steam and what nots have all continued. Now I have stopped fretting… have I? I don’t know. Can a mother ever stop fretting… I don’t think so.

Have enrolled Rishika into a Kuchipudi dance class… not that I want to make her a dancer or something… it’s just that someone is visiting the apartment premises to teach and I thought why not 🙂 and it’s adorable how she and the other kids of the apartment are taking to it. Aren’t they just adorable… these tiny tots.

I learnt something from my mother the other day about dealing with these little minds. So I used to keep nagging her to pick up her toys and her stuff and it all fell on deaf ears and a cold stare that made me gasp…”Abhi Se?” “Already?” And then Mom comes to the rescue. She said don’t always order or instruct. Make them feel that you need them and their help and request them the way you would to another adult to help you around the house. I did. I told her, “Moina, can you please help Mumma to clean up the room baby?” And pat came the reply with a smile, “You want me to help you Mumma? I will help you Mumma.” And she pottered behind me to pick up everything and clear the mess. Now every night she comes and tells me, “Mumma come lets decorate the house.” And I go AWWWWWWW and I also go THANK YOU MOM.

Summer holidays are here and I work full time. My brain is working overtime to see how I can keep her busy… ideas anyone? She stays at home with her granny and a nanny.

Take care everyone. Leaving you with Summer colours: