Happy New year 2019!

Hi my dear friends,

I can’t believe it has been more than 2 years I have posted anything.

My previous job took most of my time, I did learn and enjoy it but there was less of personal and family time, so I switched jobs again last month.

Now where do I begin. Life is going great as usual with amazing friends and family.

We bought a home in the bay area recently and it has been one hell of an experience, the open house visits to putting down offers to finally getting our offer accepted and making some improvements and moving in. Phew! It was overwhelming and very nervous or scary time. But now we are all settled and absolutely love our home.

Ani is 3 years old now and is doing great at her pre-school. It is very fascinating to see her grow-up, be curious, understand. Some times she feels like a mini-me and is adorable. She makes us so happy. I’ll try and be regular at posting my thoughts here.

See you all next year!



I can’t get enough of her!

I can’t believe she is going to turn 1 soon.

It is true that time flies, sometimes I cry thinking how soon she has grown.

Nowadays it is the other way round, she is happy to go to the daycare and it is me shedding tears.

When she doesn’t want to go there, I cry. And when she does want to go there, I still cry.

I’m in love with her, I can’t get enough of her!



The best parts so far

  1. When the daycare teacher tells that Ani loves both of us.
  2. When Ani was confused who she wants to be with and kept juggling between both of our laps
  3. When we saw her approach a stranger kid on her own for the first time to play with
  4. When she realized she could be independent and loved swinging in the park without our support
  5. When she was overjoyed standing in a lake
  6. When she had no fear of animals and loved playing with them
  7. And many more



So I took my advice seriously and started spending more time with my baby on priority. I still feel bad some days when dropping her to the daycare. But I think she is slowly getting adjusted to the people there. I’m sometimes overwhelmed to see her love for us.


My baby is 6 months old now, it is true when they say that kids grow too fast.

MIL has left to India and I so miss all the help. Its been a week now and each day is going in a hurry.

Little Ani is going to a home daycare now, we felt horrible on the first day 😦 She was fine when we dropped her there, but by end of the day, she was crying 😦 I think she was scared with the new environment and new people.

Its been few days and thankfully the situation is much better.

Today morning I was hurrying up as usual, my baby was fussy and roaming around near my legs. I was packing her food and could not give her much attention. She started crying and Ims picked her up. I felt terrible while dropping her to the daycare. I think she is upset with me. I should seriously plan my time better. I need to spend more time with her and less time on house tasks. This is to remind myself again and again incase I get lost in this daily maze of tasks.

Work is going good, I like the team, not the work 😛 but I think I can manage fine.

The good part is I’m enjoying seeing Ani grow. The way she learnt to crawl, sit, eat, it is so fascinating. I’m in love with her!


Everyone kept asking me if Ani (Aniya) recognizes me yet, and I really did not know it.

I recently visited a friends place with her, Ims dropped us there on his way to office. It was then that I observed her attachment towards me. Happy momma!

My MIL is here for some months to help us. But I have not landed any project yet, hope everything goes fine on that end.

The little one turned 3 months old. It is really fascinating to watch babies try and learn things.


We got home with Aniya, and it felt easy to take care of her with Mom around. All the cooking was managed by her, also massage and bathing the baby. I took good rest, and felt much better in 2 weeks.

Time passed by quickly and it was time for Mom to leave, I show myself to be strong but I was crying inside, I hope she had a good time on her first visit to the US.

I was so worried how we would handle the baby ourselves, but thankfully it was not so bad. We learnt to bathe her together and adapted to her feed/sleep routine.

Sometimes when she dozes off on top of me, and I hear her small breathing in the silence around, it gives me so much peace.

She started smiling a lot since 3 weeks and it fills my heart with joy whenever she smiles.

I’m planning to join work soon. My MIL is visiting us for 3 months, and we need to think of a Daycare option for Aniya after that, she will be of 6 months then.

There is still time but these daycares have long waiting lists and so we have started our research on them. The ‘mommy guilt’ is killing me each time I think of the day I’ll have to leave her at a daycare.

How do you guys manage to be away from the kids, I could do with some tips please.


Hello People!

I’m so happy to finally pen down the much awaited blog post.

Let me begin from where I left.

So we went to some pregnancy classes just so we are prepared to handle the newborn. Those were really fun, there were other expectant couples, we did exercises together.

Then the last trimester arrived, I prepared for my maternity leave, wrapped up my work, my office mates arranged for a surprise baby shower (but the email was sent to me too by mistake, which they recalled but I had already read it lol). Next my mom arrived and I was so happy to see her after a very long time.

Now the waiting game started, I read and read and read of more delivery experiences, I sometimes dreamed of a quick and easy delivery and then woke up sad. When my Obgyn said if I’m not dilated in another week, she would induce me, I got even scared. I was worried how I would know I should rush to the hospital, how the contractions would feel.

My sister had delivered few weeks before and I was now more than eager.

We did a tour of the delivery ward, packed our labor bags, looked up some names for the baby and were almost prepared to welcome the new member. I did lots of walking every night, and then the day arrived.

My due date was October 28, and I had mild cramps at around 12 in the night the same day, I ignored them but they went on for the next 2 hours that too every 5-10 minutes, then I wondered if these were contractions, ha-ha! This went on till 3AM, my mom asked us to just go to the hospital, but we thought we should go only when the pain intensifies as we were told so in the class. I called the Obgyn and she said we could wait.

And then I bled little bit, and immediately rushed to the hospital with our bags, we got dressed, Ims packed his camera etc. The pain was still bearable, I thought we would be asked to come back.

I changed at the hospital exam room and bled little more this time. The nurse checked me and said “you are 2cm dilated, oh wait.. you are 7cm dilated”. Ims asked her if that means we are staying here now, she said you definitely are. I was so happy I still felt just cramps and not much pains.

Then I walked to the labor room, and suddenly felt intense pain and the need to push. Ims got scared hearing it. The nurses checked me and I was fully dilated, they waited for a doctor. And finally asked me to push, which I did with the contractions. Then I declared I can’t push any longer, everybody told me I was almost there. Then I remembered the movie delivery scenes lol and decided to just push till its done. Then within few minutes the baby was out, at 4.18AM.

It all happened that quick, no time to even get our labor bag out of the car, no time to think of medications, no time to even call our families to update, sigh!

Ims and I had tears in our eyes, it was a beautiful moment. We stayed 2 days at the hospital which I enjoyed fully, ate good Indian food (unexpected!). The nurses were so helpful, we ordered some goodies for them as it was Halloween time, they gifted a pretty little pumpkin hat.

Oh btw, it was a baby girl and we named her ‘Aniya’. 🙂


To be continued…

Pregnant updates

  1. Maternity jeans is the best thing to have happened to me during my pregnancy.
  2. I have become so emotional. Recently I was angry on Ims and told him no food for you, he held his stomach and was saying feeling hungry please feed me, and I felt like crying.
  3. Fortunately office has been stress-free lately but I’m not liking few new people at all, they are very unethical.
  4. There is a new guy at work who is such a simpleton just like Suppandi, he calls me Ma’am, and the funny part is he still does not know about my pregnancy though I’m in my last trimester now. I feel proud thinking I haven’t gained much weight but Ims says he might be thinking you are this fat generally.
  5. I’m now trying to remember my friends’ kids names, so many babies around.
  6. Finally my Mom, MIL and FIL got their visas issued but my Dad’s got stuck for additional verification, I’m sad but I’m not giving up.
  7. Right now I’m busy with a lot of things on my mind, most of them not related to work and that makes me happy.
  8. I have also become forgetful, have been making many lists of things-to-do lately.


I was going through my blog and in the past year I literally have had a huge gap of months in between my posts, but it feels so so great to see bloggers remember me.

As you know, people are leaving my current organization left, right and center due to the outsourcing. Recently one of the oldest members of my team left and the team got a huge good bye card, and we were asked to sign it.

It had been so long I have handwritten something, and I was surprised or shocked to see my handwriting gone so bad, I could not keep my hand straight and write something! I think I should do something about it.

Oh yes, I think I jinxed it the other day, there is a new project going on, and I got lots of work now.

These visa preparations for our parents is taking forever, there are lot of documents to gather.

My sweet old grandmom expired 2 days back, she was quite old and bedridden since some months. But I was just remembering the old times we spent with her, she was very active for her age, would even wash her own clothes. She was super proud of my Dad as he was one of the first to leave the village and study and work outside. I feel sad for him, but as they say, life goes on.