What is a Baby?

I've no idea who penned this but one of my friends forwarded it. Including it in the blog as, needless to say, it touched me.

Sis, this one's for you, with all my love.

What is a BABY?

A baby is someone to hold in your arms
and someone so cute and full of charm.
Someone to plan the future for;
it's someone to love and adore.

It's someone to call your very own
who'll turn your house into a home.
Instead of two they'll be three--
and that makes a family!

Someone to keep you up at night
and someone who will sometimes fight.
Someone who'll get sick and cry
but for that someone you would die.

What is a baby?

A baby's full of wiggles and life,
but will sometime cause lots of strife.
Your life will be changed forever
but it's by far life's greatest endeavor.

Frizzled nerves that come undone,
it's a lot of work and not just fun.
But it's a bond that's like no other,
the strongest love between child and mother!

So as I watch you become a mother,
I may offer advice but promise not to hover.
A girl or boy it doesn't matter
for soon little feet will "pitter patter."

What is a baby?
All of this and more.
A bundle of joy to
love and adore!!

For Our bundle of joy!

Solitary Partner - A poem from Shobha Ramanan

Solitude partner!!

Gracefully approaching from above the sea,
Delicate, soft, feminine touch
Strikes, stirs, and melts me thru
Entraps my sensations…
And drips drop by drop
Leisurely sinking …
Into my despondent heart
Blue moods dry off as if by mirages
Oh Wind! My compassionate one
You are my Solitude partner
Caring to share secrets
of my aching heart !!

- Shobha Ramanan

Nanna LUDO aaduva Ajji

My mother-in-law moved to the other world two years ago. My son, 6 years at that time, went through a difficult stage due to the loss. Both of them shared a very loving relationship that can only be defined as one shared by grandparents and grandkids. My last memories of my son and M-I-L together are of him sitting next to her body, wiping her brow as though easing her pain.

I always had a niggling unease about that, but what I didn't take into consideration was that children are reselient. None of us seem to have recovered from this gap in our lives but we seem to be learning to live with it.

To get rid of the uneasiness, I decided to tackle the issue head-on. I asked my son about his recollections of his grandma. (More of a rounabout approach :( I guess.)
He thought for a few seconds, with a fond smile on his lips. ehad many sweet memories, but recalled one of his cherished one - playing Ludo with her. This was the game that changed their relationship subtly from grandma-grandson to friend and confidante. This was the game that took both of them to another realm, away from the others but with each other. And this was the game that granny always won!

I was happy that my son had fond memories of 'Nanna LUDO aaduva Ajji!'