Before I Became A Mom
Ginger Tea in the balcony, soaking in the sun-best thing on earth to start your day!
Bath followed by pondering for more than half an hour on what to wear, which body wash to use, which hairstyle day is it today and what not!
Breakfast (Aloo Parathas! Yummmm! I love them!)
Planting myself in front of the TV to watch my favourite TV show that starts at 11.30 pm!
Cleaning my room and doing the laundry.
Watching the repeat telecast of another favorite TV show of mine.
I’m up! It’s Ginger Tea time again!
Yoga–Ah! Feels so fresh!
TV! TV! TV!
Post dinner walk with my husband on the terrace. The most relaxed time of the day and also the most romantic one. 🙂
Time to doze off!
A Typical Day In The Life Of A New Mom
“Oh my baby! My daaaarling! Hungry? Are you? Two mins! Gimme just twoooo mins!”
Up on the bed, scruffy hair, smelly mouth, half asleep! It’s Milk-Time!
Ginger Tea… tea cup in one hand, tidying the room with the other…me still half asleep, but baby fully asleep, so this is my busy free time!
The maid who massages the baby is here!
Arranging for hot water, baby’s clothes, diaper, massage oil and tidying the pram.
Oh Gosh! Totally forgot to have my breakfast! Have to finish my bath as well! Thank heavens the baby is sleeping! Let me finish my bath and breakfast.
Doing the baby’s and non-baby laundry separately!
Changing the diaper. It’s also Milk-time!
Good Lord! I am damn hungry! [Baby sleeping, so this is my busy free time!]
Whoa! My favorite veggie for lunch! Looks like a reward for all that I have been through since morning!
[Thought gets over. Baby gets up! I wonder…is it Milk-time? I realize, any time can be Milk-time!]
[Baby sleeping, so this is hopefully my busy free time!]
I decide…let me take a nap, as a result, shall be fresh at night.
My head rests on the pillow and baby starts crying!
Diaper change. Baby wants Mumma. Could be Milk-time.
Tea time. Badly need some tea, if not sleep! Totally exhausted due to lack of sleep.
Time to change the baby’s clothes: shirt, diaper, pant, mittens, booties, cap and swaddle him thereafter.
It surely is Milk-time! Where is that busy free time of mine? 🙁
Whoosh! It’s Milk-time! Let me check the diaper! Oh! No! Gotta change!
Dinnnnnneeerrrrr! I’m hungryyyy!
Preparing the baby’s bed. Changeover of baby’s clothes! My night-time medicine! My nighttime brush routine! Could have been my busy free time, but…[baby crying]
Baby crying incessantly. Is it the diaper? No!
Is it Milk-time? No!
Is he sleepy? Not at all!
Arrrggghhh! Then what is it?
Whole family pacing up and down my room and flourishing is the guessing business of ‘what’s-wrong-with-the-baby’?
Damn! This is neither my busy free time; nor Milk-time! This is just sleeping time for a normal human being…which- I realize- I am ‘not’ anymore!
Totally sleep deprived! Clueless as to what is where and what’s going on.
What else? Milk-time!
Just can’t manage anymore!
I put the baby on his Papa and plead him to help me catch up on my sleep!
7am…and it’s a vicious circle, you know!