Ha. Finally made time to take pictures of the nursery today. We’ve dedicated a small corner for our tiny babe in our room. I had ‘Autumn’ as the theme when I started shopping but didn’t really stick with it. But here’s a glimpse.
I’m getting really close (almost 39 weeks, yay!) and I cannot wait to hold her! :-D
Come on in!
My favorite bit.
Summery poppy flower baby blanket that I ordered from a small shop called Little Unicorn.
There was a pile of plastic flowers at home that I no longer liked. So I up-cycled them to create this baby mobile and I love what it turned into. :)
These drapes lock me in and let me out all at once. I defy laws of physics. I am in both places at the same time.
Painted an old coffee brown Ikea dresser to turquoise blue and distressed it. But no one seems to ‘get’ this whole distressed look though, they think it’s the result of a bad paint job. Ugh.
…and oh. I painted the white flowers on the black boxes too. Mirror and dream catcher’s from Urban Outfitters.
Leaves I had collected last fall that I put to use this year and how. And that penguin is all Murali. He had crudely doodled that Penguin on his iPad long back while watching a documentary on Emperor Penguins. So, I stole it and got it framed. Cool ha?
A small book shelf for her.
Well I really don’t know any good story to tell. Welp. So this is for me. Sort of.
Our families went slightly nuts shopping baby stuff. So, I had to dedicate an entire dresser.
My MIL, Murali’s grandmother and my sister knitted that coral frock for her. :) It’s precious!
I’d always imagined that I would be pouring my heart out (in this space) every other day during this time of my life, but that has not been the case for some reason. Honestly speaking, I have a million happy thoughts and a million terrifying thoughts tussling with each other all the time and I don’t know how to bring control to this mental commotion. I’ll figure it out eventually, I’m sure.
I was at home all of Feb and March. Thanks to US Govt for the incorrect dates on my work permit, I ended up paying a price for a mistake they made. Now that I am back to work, I can heave a deep sigh and talk about it as if it was no big deal. But then, it WAS! Now, the thing about staying at home is an interesting one, I really wasn’t prepared to stay at home to begin with, didn’t know how much longer I’d have to wait to get my corrected work permit so it put me in a difficult spot with my employer. But then, everything worked out just fine eventually. Continue reading →
I know I don’t say it often enough (not even to myself really) but I love my friends, some more than others. It’s funny how there are only a handful of them who I’m willing to call ‘friends’. We all went to school together and that’s it, never again did our choice of college of work place co-inside ever again. But then…
Sure, we’ve had our moments more than meets the eye, but what matters is that we are still there for each other. Pardon my cliche, but when I say ‘being there’ I don’t mean it in an all-encompassing way. My friends are a bizarre lot, well lets see- we hardly speak to one another, we rarely lend a shoulder to cry on, we seldom know what’s going on in the other person’s life, we have hardly expressed our love for each other on social media and the works. But who cares? In my heart, I know they are there for me when I need them. I know I’m way too egotistic to go to anyone let alone my close friends when I’m having a tough time, but I know I can count on them if at all.
This time when I was in Bangalore, a last minute plan to spend the night at my friend Hem’s place was worth undergoing every bit of that traumatic drive just to get to her place. It could’ve only gotten better from there and it did and how! delicious home cooked food, a beautiful surprise and the best conversation overlooking my favorite city in the world from atop. That evening was something else I tell you.
I was so so so excited to meet this tiny thing.
Meg and hers’.
My beautiful date!
Look at those colours!
I want to wake up to this every.single.day.
Yup, they’re dead! and that’s the best Hem can do.
Had I known sooner just how much I would come to miss my room, my pillow, that rusty hand painted photo frame, my clunky old computer, never dissolving pile of laundry on my bed, arrested sunlight behind the spectral curtain, unsung ricocheting between four walls?
Chamber of opulence.
Apparently the only time I got any media attention was 27 years ago.
Early morning walks with dad.
Can you tell he hates to pose? :-D
Just look at him.
Of all things I miss, my sister is on the very top of that list. She observes the same things I do, well she taught me how to see beauty in small things after all. “Ranju, look!” still makes me jump off my rocker.
There is no other place like home I tell you. Murali and I lived like blissful new lovers for two weeks, without worrying about work, cooking or cleaning! I took long showers, wore short dresses, ate Jalebis to my hearts’ content and partied every other day.
His and Hers.
Early morning coffee with MIL. :-)
Vibrant Rajajinagar streets.
Tiny reminders of how uniquely beautiful all this is.
The best team.
Our Sampige tree is an arm’s length from the balcony. So breezy evenings are an aromatic delight of sorts.
Mini forest on our terrace. Courtesy: FIL
Of tables, window panes and first rays of light.
“What immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry?”
Hot Jalebis!! Well, I only had them thrice- for breakfast, lunch and dinner! :-D
I already smell it you know, the home made filter coffee and Avrekal Uppittu. I have this mental image of what my father’s expression’s going to be like when he opens the door to his Amrika daughter, rather naively. I don’t think I have it in me to hold my tears when I see him, but I shall try. The plan is to jump up and down, scream surprise!! Continue reading →