Saturday, August 25, 2007

Mail to a friend...

A close friend wrote to me after a long time and asked me how motherhood felt the second time around. I wrote this:

Howdy, good n bad. Exasperating as well blissful at times. Exasperating when Kutti boy drives me mad refusing to eat while I have to run to nurse baby girl and he delays me for ever. Blissful during moments when he does the most creative things as a child (like when he looked at the stalk of a green pepper and said hexagon because it looked like it was that shape...or like yesterday when B did something with his Lego pieces and kutti boy moved one finger up (as if a person was climbing)and said upstairs "yearu" and brought it down and said "Yerangu"...) and when he just pets baby girl, so graciously accepting her presence despite having to share my attention - never taking it out on her, always being so loving towards her - only a child can be that way I guess. B convinced me we should have a second saying kutti boy needs a sibling and in terms of the work we should push ourselves to the limit - but I seem to be pushed to the limit much more than B is because of the night time nursing also and having very little sleep...

2 comments:

the mad momma said...

yeah - husbands are always eager to push limits that they dont equally share :) *wistful smile*

noon said...

MM - yeah, seriously! I should have known "we" should push ourselves to the limit meant "you" will be pushed ot the limit and I will share in it somewhat! :)