Sunday, 7 December 2008
My three-week break from being a career woman and a wife was spent mostly eating and sleeping and feeling sick and crying and watching live coverage of the attacks on Mumbai and feeling sad and angry, but I was happy (those who've been here, done that know what I'm talking about).
I've never been the sentimental types, but I felt so guilty about leaving Ma that I cried my heart out at the airport and continued till I reached Bangalore, where I was very unceremoniously greeted by a bout of influenza (or common cold. Choose whichever you prefer. It makes no difference). This indeed was the last time I visited Ma 'alone'. The next time (and thereafter) I'll carry my 'bundle of joy' with me. I miss Ma.
I'm back in Bangalore and feel miserable and have become quiet (which is of much concern to Hubby because I have gone Q U I E T).
Sorry people, I cannot think of anything more interesting than mundane pregnancy talk as that's the only thing happening in my life. Rest all has taken a backseat.
We have started looking for names, and have finalised one, should a baby girl make her debut. If you have a nice name for a boy, please write in. Nice, BTW, does not mean names like Hritik and Hrohan (yuck) and also does not include names with any, however remote, religious connotation.
Monday, 10 November 2008
The night of 8/9 November was spent partying and playing cards and the day (birth-DAY) was spent recovering (pregnancy changes more things than non-pregnant people can imagine), sleeping, missing all phone calls etc, and feeling irritated and groggy for no reason (thank you pregnancy harmones). Thus was celebrted my most non-happening and boring b'day.
Spoke only to Ma, Li’l and elder, and was made to speak to mother-in-law. Humph.
Thursday, 6 November 2008
We had been married just a few weeks, and spent most of our time, well, setting up the house, getting to know more of each other, checking out furniture in every store in town etc. Soon after the house was all set up and nice and sexy, we had a free weekend. Hubby went to work for a few hours and I decided to clean the house, cook and have a bath (much against my no-bath-on-weekends principle).
Just as I was done with the work, Hubby arrived with a bunch of lovely gerberas, which he gave to me, along with a sexy kiss and a hug.
I asked, waiving my arm across the super clean, shiny living room, “Notice something?”
Hubby, “Got a haircut?”
Sunday, 2 November 2008
I've been up for over an hour and have already eaten something and there's NO sign of morning sickness. Savitha was right, maybe all this sickness was an outcome of stress.
Bonus, people, bonus...I'm going home. I mean, Mom's place, where I can allow myself to rot, not move a finger, command Ma and Li'l and the maids to do anything for me, and catch up with friends, go to Dilli Haat, Sector 6 Market, Nirula's (HCF ahh...mini orgasm here), Cafe 100 (CP), Corriander Leaf (Gurgaon) and Noida and meet up with ex-colleague-cum-friends and ignore ex-boss. And...experience another season, winter. Delhi has seasons. One more point for meri Dilli, meri jaan.
La la la. I love my life, and will love your's too, if it were as nice as mine today. Love, hugs and kisses :)
Monday, 6 October 2008
Love Hubby even more when he sits with me helplessly, watching me fight the urge to throw up. Love him for all the smallest things he does to ensure I'm feeling ok. Makes me want to give him hickeys all over his face.
So people, I didn't digress today. Am I going to be an obssessed mother?
Sunday, 7 September 2008
I've been eating like a maniac for a week. Either I’m pregnant or I have worms in my tummy. In any case, there's life taking shape in my belly. Cheers!
People I can ask to make tea for me any time of the day: Hubby, Ma, Li'l (but she started obeying my commands only after got married; marriage is good!), Older
Wasn't I supposed to start working on my CV last weekend? And create an account with naukri etc? Why have I not done it? Am I really taken in by a comfy work life and a handsome package? What's wrong with me? Get your ass (actually the keys on your keyboard) moving, Babe.
Moment on Truth is a great show.
I miss Delhi. Sigh. Maybe I should find a job in Delhi.
That's it people. Can't think of more things. My mind keeps digressing.
Thursday, 21 August 2008
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
I bought a copy of My Three Mistakes in Life last weekend, but I wanted You are here. The store didn't have a copy of the latter, so I picked up the former. Hubby's in Kolkata, and has picked up a copy for me. One more reason to miss him. Not that any was needed. I miss him any way.
Leaving now, but will be back soon. Miss me babies.