Blended by Demand

Akshar  is always Daddy’s boy. He even words out “Nana” when he cries.  Amma  is always a plan B to him. But,  Saharsh  is on the other territory (for now). Though he follows “Anna/Big Bro” in all the activities, he picks “Amma” as his priority. And he is possessive in most of the aspects about “Amma”. I kind of liked that closeness especially, when the elder one is like touch me not when Dad is around. I joke around saying we don’t need even glue and that how much he sticks to me when he is at home. That kind of opens another door to his personality. When I drop at day care, it is usually a scary  sight  with screams of crying and gallons of tears. That makes my day worse. Today is one among those days. He has to change places (day care) and yesterday was his first day at the new place (Sanctuary Kids care). I  was tensed  since Monday night and barely slept thinking about the next morning. And why it is? See the story below.  😉 The da...

For the last few days there has been extensive coverage on the death and funeral of George. H.W. Bush, the 41 st president who died on November 30 th 2018. He was not only 41st President of USA but also loving and caring family man. In all those tributes what caught my attention is his never-ending love to his 3 year old daughter who died of Leukemia 65 years ago. Seems the Sr. Bush couple always remember her and cherished those 3 years they spent caring for their daughter. And after 5 kids and many grand kids/ great grand kids they still felt her space cannot be replaced. This gives an example every child has an unique place in their parent’s heart. My first baby did not make it beyond 20 weeks and passed away prematurely. This happened 5 years back and after that I had two successful pregnancies that ended up with two beautiful kids. They make me cry, chuckle and be grateful. But somewhere deep in my heart I always cry for that little one who did not make in to this world....