My baby is 18 months old. One and a half years. WOW.
Time flies. The stork arrived. The first birthday was celebrated and now we are half way to the next one.
As has been the practice, 18 things about Anush today:
Anushka has to see her mother first thing in the morning as soon as she is up
She stands at the balcony and says Hi and bye to all who pass by
She loves to watch lights on buildings and says "tite"
She likes to open and shut lids/ boxes
She likes to shoe shine her Appa's shoes
She loves to mop the floor and then uses the same rag on her face though.She wipes her nose herself when she has a cold
She doodles with crayons and pens and calls them "pain"
She joins older kids in their play, much to their amusement and later dismay
She does not want to share her toys with kids her age
She wants to use deo like her amma and chants " dee" till I mock apply it
She finds it incredibly funny when one mews like a cat
She is glued to the TV during ad breaks and barely sees you walk in, while she is at it
She demands neat Bournvita each time she drinks it
She loves dates and raisins
She is competing for wardrobe space with her mother
She sings and talks to her dolls and her paati
She likes to sit on stools/ modas/ cars/ her chair
She is no longer afraid of her potty chair but is psyched by her large white bath tub and her play pen which has become a store house now
Anush, it has been quite a journey and you see baby, it also implies I am no longer a new mom. I have cleared my probation period and been confirmed. My performance may have wavered but not my enthusiasm.
I wish that you reslish every moment of life. Believe me, It is worth it.