“Being a mother is not about what you gave up to have a child, but what you’ve gained from having one” -Unknown
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Today we celebrate six months. HALF A YEAR! Excuse me for being in shock but when did that happen? How did my newborn baby turn six months old with the blink of an eye? Days don’t seem faster than usual, even the weeks seem to pass by normally, but the months are just flying by. I often stare at her and just want to pause time. I now understand the age old “They grow up too fast” saying. There isn’t a minute that goes by that I’m not thanking God for our blessing. She is an absolute joy and there aren’t words to describe how much I love her. When I see how she smiles and coo’s at Hubby Darling or the way he rushes home just so he can have a few extra minutes of playtime with her before she goes to bed, I fall in love again and again… with her & with him. That’s what children do, they bring home love, so much love that it’s hard to imagine how life was before they arrived.
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“Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood – finding a piece of yourself separate and apart that all the same you could not live without.” ― J. Picoult This quote sings to my heart. It’s incredible how children mimic their parents habits from such an early age. Her naughty little smile, jet black hair, the way she sleeps sideways and takes over the entire bed – all traits of her Papa. Her singing in the morning, love for conversation, admiration of music when I play Bollywood music for her – a mini version of me as my parents say. She is ours – our perfect token of love.
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Motherhood has become my favorite role in life. Sure there are times I wonder if I am doing things right, nights that are sleepless and days that are ever so exhausting. Is she eating enough? Is she sleeping enough? Am I spending enough time with her? I don’t know if mothers ever stop questioning themselves if they doing a good enough job. What I do know is that I was meant to do this. She was meant for me. And even the days that I’m running on zero to little sleep… she still makes it all worth it.
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Happy 6 Months to my babydoll Arya, my little mirchi. You are the best thing that ever happened to us and we love you to the moon and back – times infinity.
xoxo
So nice to see your motherly instincts,we are very proud of you-love Mom
Thanks Mom 🙂 I learn from the best xo
Loving your child and appreciating their love in return is the best feeling in the world! Happy six months little mirchi!!!!!!
Yes it most certainly is! Thanks Shweta!
Happy Six Months! Someone once told me the days crawl by but the years fly by. Now that my first ladoo princess just turned 13, and the baby is six, I can this is true. Sigh. Love how you call her Mirchi! I might have to adopt that little nickname for my firecracker princess who keeps me on my toes! -Raj
I could eat her up!!! She is the cutest baby ever! *touchwood* Happy Seven Months now (I guess!)
haha thanks Tanvi 🙂 She keeps us on our toes!
One of the most modern, switched on moms that I know, you are incredible Nisha and what a lovely dedication of love from a lovely mother