Before I could reach the US, I wanted to complete all admission formalities and enroll Rish in his previous montessori. Nish I was still undecided. Thankfully, R's busy schedule and this getting lost amongst all the other happenings around us, I found a much better choice.
Once I came back, after a week's jetlag was seriously looking for some art and piano classes for Rish. Then I found a school which had a 4 hour schedule with 1 hr art, 1 hr music, 1 hr dance and 1 hr theater. How cool that is ? I know he will catch up on his acad. anytime and very fast, so was really happy. The next question was Nish. Luckily I found a church school on the way back from the arts school and it seemed a very friendly atmosphere. It is cheaper than the montessori, has a great social atmosphere, I get daily reports of what he did and I get to pick him for lunch..So in all, I am paying only for what I want. I have the option of picking him at 2:30 but since I pick Rish by 12:45, I do not want to deprive Nish of the piping hot fresh food ;-)
Till the morning they had to join school, I was contemplating sending them to the old montessori as I will get 3 days of 8:30 - 3 p.m for myself..There are a lot of pending tasks that i need to get to ! But my heart ruled my head and I went by that.
But the only catch is both will be home for nap and I need that break very badly to recharge for the evening....Trying to train them to sleep by themselves but it is very hard and hoping I do not regret the school decision for this reason !!!
Anyway, I am a happy mom when I pick them at noon, both because of the choice of schools and also the fresh food awaiting us at home :-)
Apr 19, 2010
Apr 15, 2010
Four going on fourteen !!!!
I am clueless how to respond / react many times with Rish. He totally baffles me when he reacts like a teenager to my requests. The only good part is the child in him is still alive and filled with so much innocence that makes me forget how he behaves other times.
Hoping to have a rocking time when he is actually in his teens....after all teenage tantrums do not last long and I have already seen the beginning :-P
Hoping to have a rocking time when he is actually in his teens....after all teenage tantrums do not last long and I have already seen the beginning :-P
Apr 12, 2010
Guilty....
Dearest Rish,
It so breaks my heart to ask you to sleep alone while I pamper Nish and make him sleep with me..The brat that he is, he will cry and make us all tear our head. The soft boy that you are (only at such moments) get threatened and oblige. When you ask me with such feeling "Why should I sleep by myself ?? " I have no answers. I am waiting for Nish to turn 3 so that I can make him do the same. It is more painful for me than it is for you. Maybe you will not even care about it a few years later or forget totally about it but just in case you feel being a first-born you have to go through it -
Nish is having years of hand me downs from you just cos he is a second-born :-D
Both of you are on my balance and for every act I feel I am siding with one of you I make sure there is some balance to it ;-))
It so breaks my heart to ask you to sleep alone while I pamper Nish and make him sleep with me..The brat that he is, he will cry and make us all tear our head. The soft boy that you are (only at such moments) get threatened and oblige. When you ask me with such feeling "Why should I sleep by myself ?? " I have no answers. I am waiting for Nish to turn 3 so that I can make him do the same. It is more painful for me than it is for you. Maybe you will not even care about it a few years later or forget totally about it but just in case you feel being a first-born you have to go through it -
Nish is having years of hand me downs from you just cos he is a second-born :-D
Both of you are on my balance and for every act I feel I am siding with one of you I make sure there is some balance to it ;-))
Apr 2, 2010
India Trip and the aftermath
okay, I was so bragging abt. my second born being such a sweet kid and first born testing my patience at times ! Now it is total role reversal..Nish has become a total brat and a real rowdy but still knows how to smile and coo and make people forget what he did for a moment.
some interesting conversations:
After stuffing a mouthful of cranberries at my place, Nish threw up whatever he ate. Again demanded some cranberries and I said it made him vomit.
Nish : "Not canberries, mummy, mammu sollu mammu." (It is not the cranberries, but the food, repeat, food !"
I was upset with Rish for hurting Nish and in all seriousness said
"Rish, you should not hurt Nish. He is your brother."
Rish : "No, he is not ! He is my brother-in-law !!!"
Middle of the night Nish wails
"Mummy, I need you" I run from the other room and lie down next to him. Squeeze myself in the 1/2 feet gap, straining my neck and keep an inch of my head on the pillow. "It is my pillow.
It is my blankie. Mummy nee po".
The second I am at the door, wails, "Mummy , you are leaving me ! I need you"
And I go back to get back some more pinches, kicks and slaps..I wonder how he turned into such a monster !!
When we came from hyderabad to chennai, the kids were giving me such a hard time. Despite my parents presence, it was so hard to feed them, put them to sleep etc. Many I knew were worried how I would manage the trip across the globe with both and promptly called home to check if/how I survived ;-)
They were such dolls and Rish would sleep within 2 minutes of patting him and I would sleep in the process and Nish would follow suit. On our way to India they would keep grabbing our juices, not allowing us to eat and food was such a tension. I was coming up with all algorithms on how to eat and make them eat peacefully. Well, all 3 of us or both of them were able to eat at the same time without a murmur ! Rish used to thank me when I opened his pasta and slowly ate by himself till he came to the end and then finished off his juice !!! "
My kids truly amaze me and keep my crazy life sane !
some interesting conversations:
After stuffing a mouthful of cranberries at my place, Nish threw up whatever he ate. Again demanded some cranberries and I said it made him vomit.
Nish : "Not canberries, mummy, mammu sollu mammu." (It is not the cranberries, but the food, repeat, food !"
I was upset with Rish for hurting Nish and in all seriousness said
"Rish, you should not hurt Nish. He is your brother."
Rish : "No, he is not ! He is my brother-in-law !!!"
Middle of the night Nish wails
"Mummy, I need you" I run from the other room and lie down next to him. Squeeze myself in the 1/2 feet gap, straining my neck and keep an inch of my head on the pillow. "It is my pillow.
It is my blankie. Mummy nee po".
The second I am at the door, wails, "Mummy , you are leaving me ! I need you"
And I go back to get back some more pinches, kicks and slaps..I wonder how he turned into such a monster !!
When we came from hyderabad to chennai, the kids were giving me such a hard time. Despite my parents presence, it was so hard to feed them, put them to sleep etc. Many I knew were worried how I would manage the trip across the globe with both and promptly called home to check if/how I survived ;-)
They were such dolls and Rish would sleep within 2 minutes of patting him and I would sleep in the process and Nish would follow suit. On our way to India they would keep grabbing our juices, not allowing us to eat and food was such a tension. I was coming up with all algorithms on how to eat and make them eat peacefully. Well, all 3 of us or both of them were able to eat at the same time without a murmur ! Rish used to thank me when I opened his pasta and slowly ate by himself till he came to the end and then finished off his juice !!! "
My kids truly amaze me and keep my crazy life sane !
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