My dearest Duggu,
You have turned 8 months today and you are no longer my tiny chutku baby who I could hold with single arm.
I can never put in words how much I love you , the happiness you got into my life and how much you have influenced me …my perspective in these 8 months
Coming back from work and seeing your smile makes my day and keeps all the tiredness at bay
Being a working mother I know I miss a lot of your important high points in the day but I am assured that with your nani and dadi you are in the safest and most loving hands.
I know you miss me when I go to office every day which is why once I am back you don’t want to loose sight of me
You sweetly listen to me and your father comparing you with all possible animals from puppy, cobra , frog and lately lizard with a smile and forgive us for these childish talks
You have been patient with me while feeding especially when I drop poodles of food at every possible place.
You longingly see the outside world from the windows of living room and bursting to explore it on your own but tied up due to your tiny legs which are still learning to be on their own
You kindly let us experiment on you with the different food that we try to put in your mouth , the only time you get upset is when we try to overfeed you and you promptly show the displeasure by doing a “fur..fur” i..e spitting it on our faces in your own sweet way
You have lately learned how to pout while taking selfie , how you learned it is still a mystery for me but this art did earn you few admires on our recent outing.
Lately you seem to have decided that you have been on your back for long and it’s time to be on your feet, which why you dislike sleeping or doing anything which involves not sitting or standing
The only time we see you cry is when u miss your evening stroll, you are inconsolable that time and we hate to see like that which is why your grandparents ensure that you rarely miss your strolls.
This month on father’s day gift selected by you were loved by your dad, I think he liked that you call him your cool daddy!!
Your constipated tummy gives me heartache, especially over the weekends. Sometimes I feel you tend to metamorphose to a camel over weekend’s , storing everything in your tummy to be used over the coming week, without enabling any outlet. I hope this improves if not subsides over coming weeks
Earlier this month we introduced you to your crib, which was greatly resisted by you however now you seem to have made peace with it and let us keep you in it for some time.
My dearest baby I hope you the coming month brings you more joy and happiness, you venture more, learn more and smile most. Love you my baby..my mini-me.
Loads of love,
Your mother
