Thursday, February 21, 2008

Mum! Night is still young, let us play.

K was always a good girl, never really kept me and her father awake apart from the first 4 days, when she was in the Lilavati hospital, which inspite of being one of the best hospitals in the city I live in, has no nursery for infants.

However, since last one week, things have changed drastically. She refuses to go to bed at 9:30 PM, which was so far her standard time, and she prefers to get up several times in between sleep and at 4 in the morning, she expects us to play with her. However, she seems to be doing okay with so less of sleep or in between making it up during the day her parents are having a tough time. She is turning 10 months today and I am just not sure, what phase of life we are entering.

Is this something to do with insecurity, as I am working mother and she spends almost 11 hours in a day with her bay sitter? To confirm I checked her pattern staying at home for 2 days but it had no effect and the 4 clock playing schedule continues. We even got her to our bed at night from her cot, but it is of no avail.

So ,as for now in concern, its wait and watch policy with an expectation this will pass soon.

Friday, February 8, 2008

Mine

K is growing up to be quiet a sweetheart, extremely friendly, the whole day chatting away in a baby language. However what amazes me is the way she behaves with strangers or with people with whom she is familiar, but are not her family.

If she is at home and we have guests, she will smile back at them when she is in our lap but the moment the guest will try to take her in their lap………there start the
“ Weeeeeeeeeeee” and you can hear her crying profusely as if someone has beaten her. Even when we visit friends and family, K takes good amount of time to get familiarize and the docile behaviors she demonstrate clearly make us go in back foot. When we say how naughty she is at home, no one seems to believe us looking at the quiet shy child sitting in front of them. However, the moment we enter the elevator to come home we can feel a sense of joy in her, and the chirpy girl is back in action; either pulling her ma’s hair or trying to press the button of the elevator.

She is barely nine months old and I have no idea how much she can feel, but can surely say she understand what is her OWN……….her parents, her dog and her home. I can just see that every day, when I bring her from the day care, how happy she is to see us and how bubbly she is when she enters her home. Guess that is what we call “Human Instinct”, you love company, you love to possess, you love to belong to and the seed of it is sowed as early as when one is barely few months old