Ojas musings

Charming and clever goes hand in hand when it comes to describing Ojas these days.
He goes to school  with a happy face and I have heard a lot of stories about him being showered by kisses from his friends and teachers in the class ,sometime there were demands for kisses from his side too and no one hesitates to do that either. I was worried a lot in the beginning but the routine is set now. During one of the PTM(parent teacher meeting) teacher was talking about him and after she finished talking he winked and smiled at teacher she exclaimed “Mam,this is how he charms us ”

He is extremely outgoing yet needs his mommy to put the freaking paste on his brush and if anyone else does that (even offer)he won’t look around for tidier place to throw that temper tantrum,he just has to sit right there in toilet. His crying is louder day by day.he can’t tell a secret because he just can’t talk soft. It’s too difficult of task for him and literally thinks of it as a punishment . He understands my poker face (when I am extremely frustrated with him) very well. He keeps smiling and winking and I just blurt out a laugh and that’s it he wins his way. If I held his hand a little harder than usual he complaints saying “my mum hurt me “out loud in public.

I love this phase of child where they interpret things differently like when we went out to a restaurant and ordered a juice which came with a bendy straw facing down out of the glass .

Ojas guffawed n says “oh ,amma the straw is dead we cannot drink with that”

While we were travelling in our car,a biker (extremely fair complexion)passed by who wore a white hoodie ,white helmet with black sunglasses. At the signal he looked at Ojas and smiled but Ojas hides behind me saying “amma,skeleton smiling at me and it is scary” I was totally clueless until I saw the biker and cracked up. Lucky that biker didn’t know.

During one of the temper tantrums episodes he was sitting on staircase leading to the  floor above ours and we called him to come down as he went one level up(probably his Ego took him one level up) but this guy couldn’t accept he made a mistake and  says” I’m going to some other home I’m not going to come with you.” Emotional blackmailing is not Teens/Preteens thing anymore

We were discussing angry bird movie ad he says “You are the Pig(in angry bird movie) and I like bomb(the black bird) which bursts and squishes the pigs who make funny noises which I don’t like ”

He is very good at playing UNO cards and Dominoes , still loves to follow his sisters instructions and a proud lover of his blanket. I asked him once who he loves the most “blankie or amma ” he said “amma blankie” he refused to chose one .


I am happy on seeing him talk ,laugh,giggle ,throw tantrums and start laughing right in the middle of a meltdown.I consider them progress in their own way. Though I hate the fact that they are growing fast because faster they grow lesser I can cuddle them and shower them with kisses .Love you my little weirdo!!!!


Ojas turns 3!!!

There is one little person in my house who is not mentioned much in this blog. I have said the same thing in every post about this fella. Yes!!he turned  3 on 20 oct 2015 and I’m publishing a post 5 months after that because I am a lazy person ,OK! super lazy person.

Its easy to pick up gifts or things I can do for Jaanu but for Ojas I struggle ,we both struggle a lot.As I have noticed this boy has very less favourites which he clings on very dearly to .For example cars,anything with wheels and yes his dirty blanket aka blanky/blankie



One of our cousins met Ojas after an year and the moment she saw him the first thing she says “Oh my God! You still have this blanky ????” Our blanky is Famous now!!!!

Here, I was running out of gift idea but Jaanu came up with idea of buying a scooter for him. Sometimes it’s right there and you still look for the thing like a crazy drunk person ??? Yah I was like ,really ?? Now my brain has stopped thinking so much that I need to get gift ideas from a 5 year old but that was indeed a very good idea and we went with it ,I have no shame in it. We got a helmet too if that’s anybody’s concern .The helmet reminded me of a thought we used to have when ojas started walking  ,myself and Vasanth always  considered putting a helmet (or like the one Magneto (X-men) wears )permanently on Ojas as he banged his head every day for one reason or other.

Recently Ojas started enjoying connecting things together ,pairing same patterns together so we thought may be building blocks ???

Jaanu made a special card for her brother with a superman in it.

I made a three layer cake finally !!! Half vanilla ,half chocolate and decorated with Ojas favourite Oreo and gems and a small car.
The car had a number 3 written on it which made it extra special but the most fun thing to watch was  Ojas blowing candle and cutting the cake with a big helmet on his head .He was more excited about musical candle than cutting and eating the actual cake but I noticed later while serving the guests that an Oreo was missing .I chuckled ” I knew it!!!!”


I’m always scared with this fellow standing around cakes . In spite of my several failed attempts to make him understand that birthday baby cuts the cake first he always takes that cream n licks it.Once he  kept his hand ,right in middle of cake (really lucky the girl didn’t make a big deal )

But off late he is patient enough for the birthday baby to cut but he still takes the first bite . I normally restrict him from going near the cake but all his friends want him to stand closer to them (ohh !!you don’t know him poor girl/boy )

He just keeps me on my nerves always and everyday .he also knows that if he gives that lovely little smile wen I’m upset with him I’m floored. The most fun part is he feels people who get angry are funny. One day I was really upset with him and he says “amma you look funny “and guffaws . He very well knows when I’m really really upset ,poor fellow starts crying ,apologising and requesting me for hugs- neither I can resist my urge to hug him nor crackup .

He loves his sister .Im not supposed to get upset with her ,he asks me to make a smiling face and asks me to hug her .He still says sorry like thousand times to her and they patch up in a jiffy. He copies every act of his sister and some time reverse scenario happens and he keeps asking her not to repeat what ever he says. He really gets upset with that. When Jaanu says “see copying is not fun !?” Ojas :”I’m sorry Jaanu ” and they patch up again ,cycle goes on.

I wish for many many things to write but certainly this blog will not be enough for that .lovely moments to share and cherish is all we need . As I always say I am truly blessed with a possibility to soak into these moments .

Happy birthday son !!

“You don’t really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around -and why his parents will every time wave back . ” —journalist William D Tammeus.

Love you always .


Ojas is 2 !!!

I know I am 3 months over due this post but frankly speaking i had this post in drafts for quiet a long time. and it just ran over my head that I have not published it yet.
I have to accept that planning Ojas birthday was difficult. I literally didn’t have options on how I could make it more memorable. His likes are selective,he kind of sticks to those.Till date his favourite is car and its wheels,probably the next thing he likes the most is strawberry.
So this time I decided to make a strawberry tart for him and a family day trip to a farm(Pick your own)

Jaanu decided to give a PUPPY made in Build A Bear Shop (named it fluffy,Put a red heart after giving it a life by kissing it) and a family cake cutting time with our grand parents and aunts watching it online from India. After that gift from Jaanu, Ojas named every toy dog Fuffy

The most adorable thing about him is his hugs If I ask him one he always comes to me with open arms saying “Huggy” out loud and takes my head in his tiny arms and gives me a kissing sound “Ummmah”.He sometimes wants me to carry him just for the heck of it.He dislikes if momma is talking to some one over the phone. He likes cuddles and all sort of mushy things but he hates this all when i have his food in my hand, All he needs at that moment is food. He reminds me saying out loud “Ammaa Mumum(food)”
If he wants hug or kisses from Jaanu he just grabs her tightly and pulls her towards him irrespective of what Jaanu is doing ,sometimes ends up bad but most of times Jaanu likes the way he gives her cuddles.She really appreciates and understands the love beyond all roughness.



He is still a proud lover of his blanket (blankie) .Every morning a trail follows him just like a king with his cape. He indeed likes calling himself a king by grabbing his blanket under his chin so that it wont slide off his shoulders. Its super cute to watch him.
He wants to be appreciated too if we appreciate his sister. He tries to do some of his own difficult stunts and shows off saying “amma Look!!!” and we have to obviously give nice pats on his shoulder.

The more I think about it the more nostalgic it makes me ,How these kids grow so fast?? I try my best to keep a note on this blog (failing miserably at times ok!! Most of times) but I have everything in my thoughts and memories and I know no one can take those away and I dont have to keep a tab on those things .I am glad and thankful every day for making me enjoy this simple pleasures of my life.

Little wonders of my life

Kids are totally taking my time. They hate it if I operate any of the electronic appliances. for eg.Computer,TV,Music,Blender,Fridge, phone (smart phone to be precise) etc. I am only allowed to talk to my girl or just let my son cuddle me or watch them watching their cartoon  or sing,count,dance just like their cartoon stars.I feel I am doing nothing yet doing everything. Hence no frequent posts.

When I was in  6th grade we had one of few new channels added to our cable tv . I loved watching ” Small Wonder ” I used to wait for the program and run around the home walking and talking like a robot(Vicki).


I thought she was a real robot.Some time later in another channel I saw new real robot inventions and they looked like bunch of metal parts sewed together with bolts and nuts with no real eyes,  ears, mouth and noway like Vicki. I used to think why these guys are struggling so much when they have Vicki . Looking back at that thought makes me smile now . I remember I learnt the word “dismantle”.

I loved that phase of my life ,total ignorance and innocence.Last week we were watching tv and my daughter witnessed a scene of a man crying (it was indeed a comedy scene -the man cries in a very funny manner) but my daughter asked me to stop laughing and go ask him what he needs. I laughed again and apologized to her for laughing.Agreed totally with her that we should never laugh or find pleasure in others misery.Isn’t it wonderful to get to learn things from your little ones. Sometimes extremely embarrassing but mostly absolutely adorable.

There was another such incident where we have invited our friends for dinner and after I gave them a cup of tea my daughter asks them to say “thank you” to me . Remember ?? the extreme embarrassing situations this was one of those. I couldn’t ask my daughter to not to say that as few moments ago I had asked her to thank them for giving her a gift.
As they were our friends they took it lightly & laughed at it and also thanked me as per Jaanu’s order.

She forgets the word “broken” in tamil and uses “torn” instead. Like for saying “Toy odanji pochu (The toy broken) ” she says “Toy kinjichidhu “(The toy is torn)

In future if I ask my daughter two words she can think of from her childhood its definitely going to be “Gentle” and “Polite” as we have made her hear those innumerable times. I control my urge to not bug her repeatedly but I fail more often.I keep telling myself “Just a Phase ,Phase and its going to pass”

These days I can see little personality in my son. He has learnt the technique of scaring/irritating/frustrating/taunting/traumatizing us by throwing threat tantrums and how he does it? simply banging his head on floor. Our paediatrician asked us to isolate ourself from him when he throws tantrums like those.But this guy has enough intelligence to come behind me and bang his head where ever i go.It cracks me up often but i control my urge to laugh and manage to give him a stern look as its all for his betterment.

He has learnt to shower kisses on us when ever he needs them or he needs our attention.

My son thinks if I take him away from his father its time to say ‘good night ‘ and he does it by keeping his palm on his head saying ‘nait nait’.

He can say “Fannn” showing fan and Point his finger to light if we ask.

If i dont know where is he in the house I just have to say aloud ” Ojas kanomme ..(Where is Ojas ..I cant find him)..” He will come running to me with his face all lit up expecting me to be happy on seeing or finding him. This trick never fails .

I always tell Vasanth that i need time for myself. All I do in that time slot is write about children and I always feel so happy about it without any guilt. Its never going to be enough how much ever times I thank God for giving me this adorable and lovely children.



As name  already implies the real purpose of this post I’m just going to start with how we celebrated his birthday.
On 19th october

As our little family tradition ,we made a simple time capsule for our son.

Ojas is fond of wheels,  wheels of car, stroller, toys etc..anything that looks like a wheel too, so I decided to bake a cake and tried my best to make it look like a wheel

We printed our pics on a T-shirt and saved the same as a gift from Jaanu for her brother

On Oct 20

Ojas got up in middle of his sleep as I was busy with something I asked Vasanth to take care of him as Vasanth got him out of bed I wished him “Happy Birthday ”  As soon as I wished him Vasanth says I was waiting for 12 :00 am  then I told him its 12 already (with wicked smile on my face as I wished him first just like I did for Jaanu)

In morning we asked all our family members to come online and wish him on his special day

We headed to temple and started with a cake cutting ceremony as soon as we reached home

With all our family members online I released the cake to Ojas  and the moment he saw the cake he started attacking it with tiny little fingers. He was indeed wearing a cake wrap all over him. I was very happy to watch this. All the effort I took made so much sense despite of the mess he was making. Our family members enjoyed watching Ojas smothered in cake

Jaanu got the first bite and also few more now and then

The most wonderful thing that happened this day was Ojas took his first 2 steps .

With blessings of god and all our elders in family We had a fun filled and totally satisfied day.

We ended our day by dining out . I definite that Ojas is going to think why did mom get rest on my birthday (after reading this post)

His star birthday falls on nov 7th and we consider that as our official first birthday celeberations.

We do the following

Pierce the ears of baby,

Give him rice for the first time( Anna Prahashna)

We designed an invitation all by ourselves.

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With loads of people around It was indeed a grandeur and Ojas enjoyed a good company of his cousins and little aunt.

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Unfortunately my computer crashed after uploading the pics and the super intelligent me did not even keep the copy in the camera hence no pictures of cake

Happy 1st Birthday Ojas!!

You turn 1 today!!

While writing this I am so nostalgic about those 12 months which have just passed like a flash. Every minute of those 12 months have been an amazing journey for me

You have bared all of my ramble and loved me by just being with me and wanting me to be with you.

You make your sister happy and always bared her innocent hits.


We love you more than anything else in this world. As I have always told,You complete us as a family! Its your sheer presence which has bought all the world to me.

Its your special day and I wish for all the happiness in this world should belong to you and be with you all your life.

Have a Onederful Birthday  my dear son!!