The pleasures of having a baby..

I started out wanting to be a mommy blogger but I have hardly blogged about mommy things. Whenever I read my old journals I noticed that happy things and happy days were always mentioned in passing while the main focus was always on the troubled times. The habit stays with me to this day and reflects in my blog.
This is why I rarely share the happiness that T gives me and just delve on the stuff that really bothers me.
I wanted to write about T's recent illness and all that we went through but somehow as soon as T got better and I got time to post, the memory of the harrowing illness faded and all I really remembered was the way T bravely and cheerfully dealt with it all.
I record the milestones in a baby book so the dates when he said 'Maah' and then 'Baah' and 'Kya hai', all were put in there and not blogged about.
However, I really felt like writing about T today. He is about 9 and a half months old now and has been a very happy and cheerful baby all along. He has a smile for everyone even though he is now selective about who's lap he goes to. He is very fond of music, I think because of all the piano lessons I took during pregnancy. He always joins in when P hums a tune. He claps when there's music on TV or radio. He's even figured out a funny bhangra type dancing step to go with the music. He is very loud and screams out in joy whenever he gets a chance to. Another peculiar habit he has is that he is a total exhibitionist and needs an audience whenever he is playing. When P throws him up in the air, he first spots me and then squeals with joy but I have to be there for him to react to the fun otherwise he will just politely smile. The intensity of his reaction depends on the kind of audience he has.

When we were about to have T. P and I always used to wonder what it would be like to have a baby around. We used to worry about the constant crying that would ruin the peace in our house. What were completely unprepared for was this happy little energetic thing who would infuse such joy in our home.

We never thought having a baby would fill us with such enthusiasm for even the most mundane things in life. T knows the sound of an airplane and everytime one passes by he points his finger to the roof. Now whenever I'm not with T and I hear the sound, it makes me smile. Imagine I must have heard it a million times before but now it always makes me think of T.

There are many such things that T has made us look at and notice that we took for granted. It's really like looking at the world anew. I am grateful to T for giving me this new lease on life and the world. Feels like I'm born again.