Meet My Prince.

My dearest Yadditu, 7 year old.I now HAVE  A 7 YEAR OLD IN THIS HOUSE AND NO ONE TOLD ME HOW MUCH FUN THAT WOULD BE! I still cannot seem to remember exactly what life was before you filled our lives.I remember the quiet though vaguely.Looking back it was too eerily quiet to my liking:) Every time I ask you :"Yaddu do you remember the time when they took me out of my tummy and actually lay you on me and we looked at each other?"you always reply affirmatively.That moment is a moment frozen not just in my mind but my soul.Simply fossilized. I will remember that moment forever and ever more clearly and gratefully.It has been 7 years since that day and that moment and every year reminds me more fiercely than the one before how utterly blessed we are to have had the honor to parent you. Last year crushed us all.You were so utterly ecstatic to understand you will be having a baby brother or sister soon.You weren't decided on whether you would want a brother o...

And yet again you raised me up,held me together,when my world was simply falling apart. Thank you Yathaarth for being you - a wonderful,joyous and simple soul overflowing with love that drowns us calmly and steadily. Love it seems,is simply enough. -- Amma

These 2 cuties live with the watchman of your dad's office.We have named them Max and Ruby (after our favourite show - max &ruby) I cant decide who is the cutest - Max, Ruby or my ladoo!

Six years gone by.The days were long but the years simply flew by.Time-you ruthless,cruel being! Shy and talkative,bold and quiet,vibrant and subtle,handsome and lovable,funny,kind,sensitive and so much more -make you - YOU! You light up a room when you enter. You go out of your way to make sure that everyone feels welcome and can’t stand to see anyone hurting. That sad feeling you sometimes get when you see someone hurting or upset on TV or in the movies? That’s empathy. That you possess this trait at your age is a treasure. Your beautiful old soul simply is so beautiful.That is what makes you so beautiful -your soul.Your hello's brighten up any sad face- even grumpest! You paint our world in colors never know.You fill our hearts with love Id never known.You love and smile and stroke our weary souls so gently.You tell me everyday with your words and actions that you can never have too many reasons for loving someone. Your growing at  a pace that makes me proud and ...

Yaddu baby, I am typing these words with love and gratitude overflowing in abundance as you are tucked in happily for your precious afternoon nap.You insisted you sleep in the living room on the diwan today. It was a rough day and when I broke down,I did not even notice you running away.You came back with a small peice of tissue and said,"Here Amma,please dont cry" and hugged me so hard.At that moment I saw your soul.The loving and brave and beautiful soul.The soul which has always loved me.Just like how i loved you before you were even born,the soul that has always been there for me and will always be.At that single moment I knew,you were given to me,not because I am going to care for you well,but because you are going to care for me so well and always,no matter what will be my best friend. I love you does not define what I feel at the moment. With every ounce of all the love I can feel, Mamma

Dear baby boy, Today I am writing in to let you know that you are and will always be my best friend.Every step of the last two(almost) years (and hoping we still have a many dozen more years we remain best friends!),you have watched me smile and laugh and cry and talk and yell and shout and you NEVER loved me a little less.This bond that we share,is just so so magical. What did I ever do to have you in my life? I know this would not possibly last forever.This bond,will grow,change and deepen and surely there are gonna be some scratches here and there.You will also grow(to be a very very dashing young man)and you will pursue,love,chase you dreams ,and in the bigger picture,things will change.You will hurt me.I will hurt you.We might even not be within a hug's distance.It will be very hard for your mum.SURELY.But today,I promise,no matter how hard a situation you push me into,no matter how hard you hurt me,no matter if you forget my birthdays and feel ashamed to hug me in the years t...

Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michaelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel? You must work, we must all work, to make the world worthy of its children. Pablo Casals

Hey there lil soldier! After you were born,I never wrote a single letter to you.I did have the urge to,many many times,but never did.So finally,today as you you sleep peacefully in your cot,hugging your blankie tight,I am going to try my best to spill out all those overflowing emotions and love and find the right words to do that. I think I would mentioned a gazillion times as to how much you have changed our lives forever,I think you will be hearing that pretty much a lot.Dad and I still think it all like a dream,a very very beautiful dream,especially when you lay between us on our bed,yapping away to glory or as you sit quietly on my lap as we drive,sometimes listening to what dad and I speak or sometimes answering back,with a lot of BAAAAAAAAAAA'S.It is at moments like these,that your dad and I share a quick smile and WONDER.Wonder in pure awe. You were a blessed child from the moment you were born.You never fussed or cried unnecessarily(except in the hospital,you hated the hosp...

Growth spurts,yeah love them who wouldnt???I mean your child is growing and fast-yayyyy!!!But does it really just end there?What about all the crankiness that comes with the package?? Sighhhh... The last week has been really tough!Yathaarth has been so cranky and frustrated that he is not even enjoying the fact that he can move(creep!!!)now!He keeps groaning and moaning the whole day and let me tell you its not funny! The first few days,killed me to watch my son,do that.He was unhappy and I dint know why and worse i just dint know what to do to make him happy.Then it slowly started getting to me(i mean even mums have that threshold right?),and i lost it this evening!!! He was refusing to sleep,he hadnt even napped well during the day,i was so so SO tired and needed sleep desperately.But he was just refusing to sleep.I simply gave up after maybe 1.5 hrs of trying to put him to sleep.I simply plonked him on the middle of the bed and crashed on my side of the bed.Vivek(who was dead tired ...

These letters were written for my baby when he was happily growing within me...I loved re-reading them today!It brought back unexplainable memories! LETTER 1 You seem to be growing peacefully,your quiet a big baby says our doc,weighing all of 1.7kgs at 31 weeks:) Just about 48 more days (or maybe even less) until i a)hold you b)watch u in total awe as you screw up my sleep c)LOVE YOU and strive to be a good Mommy. I have heard of miracles all my life.I have watched people explain with plain joy about that one miracle that changed their life forever.I am sure you will keep hearing such things all your life too.I cringed each time i heard about one such story but simply waited for my turn. From the second your Dad and I learnt you were growing inside me we knew we were getting closer to our own lil miracle.Along with you grew our faith in life.It all seemed to fall into place like in a nano second. You will probably hear this from me all your life but I still want to say it now – ‘There ...

Yathaarth was born on the 3rd of January 2010,and I believe I was born again with him. 'Yathaarth' is a sankrit word which means 'reality'.