The mundan happened, finally!

Its amazing how time flies. It is november now and finally I got Kriti's mundan done on the Dusshera weekend. We were scared that she would cry or get hurt... but.. the lady slept through her mundan! She is looking very cute... people say that now she seems to resemble me more ( not because of no hair on her head!) I will post some pics of her before and after the mundan...

Time for Kriti's mundan...already!

Kriti is becoming bigger by the day... actually, not so much bigger as naughtier. She is becoming more and more aware of us.... it's an absolute delight playing with her. She is about 8 months 3 weeks old and it is time for her mundan. I have been wanting this for some time now, but as the date comes closer I am feeling almost possessive about her first hair! I think I would have run my hands through them some 10 times since morning, and am almost thinking of dropping the whole idea.

My baby doll did not get a heavy crop on her head the first time round.. which was good as she did not have to face the discomforts of tangles or dirty hair! But I am hoping that after the mundan she will get a denser growth.... parenthood is a strange thing, suddenly I am incharge of another human's life ... to the extent of deciding everything for her.. can't help but fear messing up!

I have this huge urge to take as many photographs and videos of her as possible before the mundan... somehow I feel this way i will be able to tell her what her first born hair was like.... I am thinking so much about this.... all my life I wanted to shave my head because I thought it was cool... none of these thougts came to mind then... then why am I feling so much angst when it is about my daughter?

Zzzz........ mommyhood had taken over

It's been a long long time since I last wrote.... My daughter, Kriti, was born on 20th June 2006 after i tossed and turned and twirled and crushed Aseem's hand for over 15 hours. Phew... that was some time..... the drip did not work so the doc gave some pills... which dialated the cervix...and the pain came continuously..non stop..till I was begging the doctors to let me out of the pain. For all of you who are being brainwashed by the natural childbirth supporters against epidural..... take my word for it.. TAKE IT! Childbirth is memorable enough without you having to subject yourself to the full pain...after all, even epidural is administered only after you are 3cm dialated, and by then you are already in hell.

Consider this, the same me who was screaming and shouting till minutes before the magic needle was inserted near my backbone at 4 in the morning, was apologizing for my 'bad' behaviour to the nursing staff in the OT and discussing the life and times of 'Epidural' with the anesthesiologist moments later. That's not all, during the delivery, which lasted all of 20 minutes, I was telling my doc why I sooooo want a baby girl! Viola, Kriti was born and the doc put her on my tummy.... I noticed that she had passed black sticky potty. Mind you, the process of childbirth is as stressful for the child as it is for the mother. But that is okay, considering it is the beginning of a time when mommy and baby will become integral parts of each other's eco-systems.

Now when I look at Kriti it is difficult to believe that she was once in my womb... inside me. I don't seem to remember a life without her. And the pain of childbirth or the problems of pregnancy, they all fade away when you see your larger than life reflection in your baby's twinkling eyes. She looks at me as if I am the center of her universe, I am her becon and she wants no other. Each day since her birth has been more beautiful than the last. Having a baby has made me experience so many different textures of my personality that I never knew existed.