On the 27th of June, A and I celebrated half a dozen years of being together. We woke up exhausted after a long night with a cranky Peanut, not even remembering that exactly six years ago we tied the knot on this day. In the pre-Peanut era, we would have been in Hawaii, watching the sunset and sipping a Mai Tai or sailing in the Puget Sound waters of Seattle, or having a five course extravagant dinner at some classy restaurant. This time around, we were attending to Her brattiness and were happy to do so. A vanilla cake with raspberry mousse filling and chocolate butter cream frosting was ordered from Central Market, bearing the lines "Happy Anniversary! Welcome Peanut!!" We gave Peanut her first bath after the umbilical cord stump fell off and dressed her up in a pretty flowery dress with a cute flower headband and cut the cake with her. Sometimes, it is the little things in life that matter most. We were creating memories for a lifetime.
Ever since A got back to work, taking care of Peanut during the day has been a real challenge. Once Peanut wakes up at around 6:45 am, I feed her and then bottle feed her, change her diaper and hand her over to her grandpa who then proceeds to compose songs instantaneously from the top of his mind and sings and rocks her to sleep. Just when he is about to put her in her crib, she would wake up scowling. Grandpa would then rush to me asking for more milk to be fed. By the time the bottle is given to him, Peanut brings the roof down with her screams. A harried Grandma, who's busy in the kitchen would scramble up the stairs panting wondering what we were up to. The moment she takes Peanut from a relieved Grandpa, she (I mean Peanut, not Grandma) would turn into the sweetest pea on earth, making Grandma wonder what the hungama was all about.
To make things worse, the 4th of July fireworks has agitated Peanut no bounds. She has been cranky and crying. Putting her to sleep is so exhaustive, what with all the rocking, walking and patting!
Some things that have changed -
*Sigh, I finally get to finish this post after a week! *
Ever since A got back to work, taking care of Peanut during the day has been a real challenge. Once Peanut wakes up at around 6:45 am, I feed her and then bottle feed her, change her diaper and hand her over to her grandpa who then proceeds to compose songs instantaneously from the top of his mind and sings and rocks her to sleep. Just when he is about to put her in her crib, she would wake up scowling. Grandpa would then rush to me asking for more milk to be fed. By the time the bottle is given to him, Peanut brings the roof down with her screams. A harried Grandma, who's busy in the kitchen would scramble up the stairs panting wondering what we were up to. The moment she takes Peanut from a relieved Grandpa, she (I mean Peanut, not Grandma) would turn into the sweetest pea on earth, making Grandma wonder what the hungama was all about.
To make things worse, the 4th of July fireworks has agitated Peanut no bounds. She has been cranky and crying. Putting her to sleep is so exhaustive, what with all the rocking, walking and patting!
Some things that have changed -
- A and I communicate in whispers to each other. In fact G & G have learnt to do the same.
- We tip toe into the room and root around for whatever we were looking for, in the dark.
- We take turns eating. Eating together while watching TV is a thing of the past. It is what only couples do.
- Movies? Haven't seen one in three weeks.
*Sigh, I finally get to finish this post after a week! *
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