First 2 weeks of school for Rian were his "adjustment period". Just as I was complimenting myself in my mind for my child's immunity, he got his first ear infection in mid-Jan. This was the first ever ear infection for Rian, and it sucked. Thankfully he was vocal and he could tell us about the ear ache. Rian had amoxy twice before (in his life), and this was his third time, but this time around he developed a severe rash allergy to the anti-biotic. We had to stop the amoxy in just 2 days. Thankfully the ear infection healed right after that.
Soon after his ear infection was over, Rian caught a cough. Soon, all three of us at home caught a cough. Rian was recovering and our symptoms were also mostly gone. Last Wednesday, Rian caught a cold :-( On Saturday he saw his PCP who declared it as another virus . This week he complained of ear ache again, and we are back on a different anti-biotic.
All of us are sick and tired of being sick now. I so sympathize with Seena. Ab bas bhi karo... give us a break from the viruses and infections. Is someone up there listening?? As they say, we have gone so "down" that the only way to go from here is "up"... hope things recover soon. Weekend is almost here...
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Secretary
... that's what I feel today.
I'm sure a lot of moms/women identify with this feeling. Now, jokes apart: Amit does help me a lot at home especially with Rian, and thank God (& Amit) for that. He also helps me when I have "roadblocks" and "decisions" to be made in the stuff that I do, and I am the final "executor". But there are just too many things that end up being on my plate. Here's a list, since I'm in "crib mode":
How do you gals manage all this? Does it make sense to drop the ball on some of the items? Which ones would you drop and why?
Today I just feel like I need a break. I need my secretary's/Mom's Day Off.
I'm sure a lot of moms/women identify with this feeling. Now, jokes apart: Amit does help me a lot at home especially with Rian, and thank God (& Amit) for that. He also helps me when I have "roadblocks" and "decisions" to be made in the stuff that I do, and I am the final "executor". But there are just too many things that end up being on my plate. Here's a list, since I'm in "crib mode":
- Groceries
- Planning for every day food menu for the cook and Rian
- Taking dr appts for Rian and Amit and myself (yes, it's cold season)
- Appt for photo portraits
- Upload all photos taken by Amit (& he's a very good photographer)
- Planning for weekends: long trips like Tahoe & even short local weekend trips like hiking, park outings, plan restaurants for weekends
- Plan playdates
- Plan & "register" for Rian's weekend classes, take him to the weekend classes every weekend
- Buying clothes for Rian
- Buying trip-specific gear for Rian: swim dress, floaters, ski bibs, gloves, snow boots. Run around town or order from Amazon, pickup from Craigslist.
- Planning for birthdays - be it a party or a small cake - be it Rian or my FIL or Cely
- Planning food for get-togethers and potlucks, even snacks
- Planning and buying gifts for parties
- Remember & call people on bdays & annivs
- Pay credit card bills, utility bills, school fees on time
- Remember to file for FSA, VSP.
- Do the occasional home refinance
- Be the time keeper every day and have Rian's "schedule" and keep it on time.
How do you gals manage all this? Does it make sense to drop the ball on some of the items? Which ones would you drop and why?
Today I just feel like I need a break. I need my secretary's/Mom's Day Off.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Health is wealth
This is so true. The more I think about it, the more I agree. Although sometimes having wealth can make you have health when you can see a personal trainer ;-) Rian is battling with his health right now. An ear infection took him down on Friday, he had high fever (103/104) on the weekend, and we started antibiotics on Saturday night. On Monday night Rian developed a rash on his body and doctor says it's an allergic reaction to the antibiotics. Let's hope the Benadryl can take care of it soon.
Anyways, thoughts back to Rian:
For the past 6 months or so, we've been lucky with Rian's health. Touch wood he has had only his usual share of colds. The first two weeks of this year were also spent being in "good health". Sometimes when things are going rough with Rian, we tend to forget that we spend more than 90% of the time in good health. So, for those times, this is a reminder post for me, that good times rule, and good times exist every year for a long time. I need to dwell on the good more than I dwell on the bad. We've been blessed with a wonderful boy, and I thank God for everything that has gone right with him.
Change is constant in our lives though. May it be jetlag, planning for a trip, packing, unpacking, settling into school, juggling weekend vs weekday schedule - his sleep affects us at every point. Every parent goes through this. As my gym instructor said, I just need to "suck it up and give me 8 more (and then 8 more!)"...
Anyways, thoughts back to Rian:
For the past 6 months or so, we've been lucky with Rian's health. Touch wood he has had only his usual share of colds. The first two weeks of this year were also spent being in "good health". Sometimes when things are going rough with Rian, we tend to forget that we spend more than 90% of the time in good health. So, for those times, this is a reminder post for me, that good times rule, and good times exist every year for a long time. I need to dwell on the good more than I dwell on the bad. We've been blessed with a wonderful boy, and I thank God for everything that has gone right with him.
Change is constant in our lives though. May it be jetlag, planning for a trip, packing, unpacking, settling into school, juggling weekend vs weekday schedule - his sleep affects us at every point. Every parent goes through this. As my gym instructor said, I just need to "suck it up and give me 8 more (and then 8 more!)"...
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
School begins
We came back from India completely refreshed and desperately missing Rian's grandparents. There was a look in his eye (my interpretation of course) that said I want more people to play with. The timing was right, and we started Rian's school on 3 Jan, 3 days short of his two-and-a-half year bday. He's going for 3 hrs in the morning, from 8:45am to 11:45am. Drop-off is at 8:30am.
The first day, kids were shuttled away from us without a chance to say Goodbye, so there were no tears, just surprise and wonder about this new place called "school" which Rian always wanted to go to. Part of this build up of anticipation about school was his fascination with school buses. Everywhere Rian saw a yellow school bus, even in India, he'd scream out "You see big big yellow school bus". He was under the impression that going to school means getting a wonderful ride in the yellow bus WITH MOMMY AND DADDY or atleast WITH CELY. Although Amit prepared Rian for school with the facts that mommy and daddy will not be there, Rian had no clue what to expect. I have no idea how his first day was, except I know he had cried. He was very happy to be back home and started a new slogan of "Rian does not want to go to school. School is bad".
Day 2, 3, and 4 were the worst times. Rian cried at home from the moment he woke up, with the knowledge that he will be shuttled off to school soon, and wouldn't stop crying till we reached school. The teachers had to tear him away from me and he'd be sobbing as they carried him in. Teachers told me he settled down quickly once inside though, so that was a relief. Lots of positive encouragement from Amit, good friendly teachers, and sending reminders of school work home (his painting and crayon work), and having a bribe for him waiting after school (his toy cars from India, given out one a day) did the trick slowly for Rian. Thursday was the worst with Rian throwing up everything he had eaten, just before we loaded him into the car. All clothes had to be changed, and DADDY'S clothes also had to be changed. Friday improved things though, and Rian actually said "Good morning" to the teacher.
First few days, Rian refused to talk about what happens in school. Now a few of our questions get answered by the kid who's turning into a joker:
Q. What did you drink in school?
A. School juice
Q. What did you eat in school?
A. School meena
Q. Was school meena big?
A. Small
Q. Did you eat "school meena" with your hands or with a fork?
A. With a fork
Who knows what is true :-) but we enjoy asking him about his "school meena" all the same. Into the second week now, I'm trying to balance my morning schedule. The weekend seems to have left me with a half an hr lag, and we've been reaching at 9am instead of 8:30am now. Hope practice makes perfect. Rian's also started a bit of defiant behavior wrt food and water in the morning. Hope he eats his "home meena" properly. Let's see how that goes now. Wish us luck!
The first day, kids were shuttled away from us without a chance to say Goodbye, so there were no tears, just surprise and wonder about this new place called "school" which Rian always wanted to go to. Part of this build up of anticipation about school was his fascination with school buses. Everywhere Rian saw a yellow school bus, even in India, he'd scream out "You see big big yellow school bus". He was under the impression that going to school means getting a wonderful ride in the yellow bus WITH MOMMY AND DADDY or atleast WITH CELY. Although Amit prepared Rian for school with the facts that mommy and daddy will not be there, Rian had no clue what to expect. I have no idea how his first day was, except I know he had cried. He was very happy to be back home and started a new slogan of "Rian does not want to go to school. School is bad".
Day 2, 3, and 4 were the worst times. Rian cried at home from the moment he woke up, with the knowledge that he will be shuttled off to school soon, and wouldn't stop crying till we reached school. The teachers had to tear him away from me and he'd be sobbing as they carried him in. Teachers told me he settled down quickly once inside though, so that was a relief. Lots of positive encouragement from Amit, good friendly teachers, and sending reminders of school work home (his painting and crayon work), and having a bribe for him waiting after school (his toy cars from India, given out one a day) did the trick slowly for Rian. Thursday was the worst with Rian throwing up everything he had eaten, just before we loaded him into the car. All clothes had to be changed, and DADDY'S clothes also had to be changed. Friday improved things though, and Rian actually said "Good morning" to the teacher.
First few days, Rian refused to talk about what happens in school. Now a few of our questions get answered by the kid who's turning into a joker:
Q. What did you drink in school?
A. School juice
Q. What did you eat in school?
A. School meena
Q. Was school meena big?
A. Small
Q. Did you eat "school meena" with your hands or with a fork?
A. With a fork
Who knows what is true :-) but we enjoy asking him about his "school meena" all the same. Into the second week now, I'm trying to balance my morning schedule. The weekend seems to have left me with a half an hr lag, and we've been reaching at 9am instead of 8:30am now. Hope practice makes perfect. Rian's also started a bit of defiant behavior wrt food and water in the morning. Hope he eats his "home meena" properly. Let's see how that goes now. Wish us luck!
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Who made it?
Rian is in this cute stage where he must ask Who made it? for everything that he eats. He also transforms it into Who cook it? Sometimes he will ask the same question several times. Mumma has several answers like "Ila aunty cooked it" or "Mumma made it" or most recently "The chef in the restaurant cooked it".
Yesterday we were having some mango, and Rian goes Who cook it? Since Amit cut the mango, he thought it was right to say "Daddy cook it". Rian promptly replied Daddy no cook it. We bought it from the store, Sonu and Mumma. Also Daddy. He remembered that we bought the mangoes from Costco on our trip a few days back!
Monday, October 11, 2010
Night story
As part of his night routine, Rian gets two stories every night: a creative, innovative, total BS story about something from Daddy, and a ghisa pita roj ka rata story from mommy. Mommy's story is completely predictable and Rian knows it by heart now. Here's how it goes:
Achal dada sleeps in his own room in his own bed with his Star Wars toys all by himself, all night long. Parv dada sleeps in his own room in his Lightning McQueen bed all by himself, all night long. Shayona sleeps in her own room in her own bed with Teddy Bear all by herself, all night long. Kayaan baby sleeps in his own room in his own bed with Ducky and lots of boovs all by himself, all night long. So now, Rian will sleep in his own bed with Tiger and lots of sea animals - Octopus, Fish, Sea horse, Star Fish, Crab, Shell Fish and Turtles. And if Rian wakes up at night, Rian should go back to sleep. When the sun comes up in the morning, Rian can wake up and say "Good morning" to Mumma.
Amit says my story is like a lawyer, water tight, and covers all holes :-) But Rian has started innovating and appending to my story in a hilarious way. Tonight we caved and burst out laughing at this:
Me: Shayona sleeps in her own room in her own bed with
Rian: Mausami mumma
Me: No, with Teddy Bear all by herself, all night long.
Me: Kayaan baby sleeps in his own room in his own bed with
Rian: Hiral mumma
Me: No, with Ducky and lots of
Rian: lots of mummas
Me: No, lots of boovs all by himself, all night long. So now, Rian will sleep in his own bed with
Rian: Mumma
Me: No, with Tiger and lots of
Rian: lots of mummas
Me: No, lots of sea animals - Octopus, Fish, Sea horse, Star Fish, Crab, Shell Fish and Turtles.
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