COFFEE TALKS and a lot more!

  One enchanting evening on our vacation, we gathered in the grandparents' room, sharing tales of our day's adventures. Feeling playful, I decided to let the little boy experience the joy of a jacuzzi. As I adjusted the knobs, the jacuzzi unexpectedly transformed into a lively fountain, surprising us all. My Appa, who was happily observing the scene, swiftly stepped in, and the little one leaped into his grandpa's arms, holding on tightly! In previous instances, the lil boy hesitated to go to my Appa, but on this magical night, Grandpa became the hero! The way he clung to his grandfather, tiny hands wrapped securely around his neck and lil feet gripping, brought indescribable joy to everyone! I can never forget the smile on my Appa's face holding the lil boy!! After the delightful jacuzzi escapade, we were advised to return to our cottage and rest. Pretending to heed their suggestion, we headed to our cottage. And then...... Entering the jacuzzi 😁, the three of us rejo...

  Oil Massage: Mixture of pure coconut oil infused with homemade(Appa made) turmeric powder. Ameena warmed a small steel bowl of this mixture in hot water. Once at a comfortable temperature, a thorough massage from head to toe was given. Exercise Routine During Massage: While the baby received the massage, I engaged in simple exercises: Head rotations Eye rotations Hand rotations Shoulder exercises Hip rotations Basic bending exercises Fuming Hot Water Splashing: Appa's foresight in building a spacious bathroom allowed water to splash from 5 feet. The force of the water was so strong that it felt like I could have flown away! Fumigation: A concoction of elaichi peel, garlic peel, and camphor was used. Fabric probes heated ove...

  The 40-day journey began with meticulous planning, a culmination of wishes gathered from conversations with loved ones, and personal reflections noted down before the delivery, Google searches. Once home, after a much-needed rest, I, with the assistance of my dear ones, transformed my room into a haven tailored to my desires. The bed adorned with soft pillows – one supporting my back, another for feeding, and a precautionary one to prevent any baby mishaps. My table hosted a calendar from Ramakrishna Mission, offering daily uplifting thoughts, a space for medicines, baby essentials, my chanting beads, and colorful stones to tally my chants. Soft toys added a touch of joy, and a cozy rug marked my sleeping spot, while the cupboard stored treats like laddus and dry fruits. 💖🏡✨ Falling in love with the routine: waking up to savor Appa's special golden latte! Embracing the morning chores, from cleaning, sweeping, hand mopping my room to opening the windows. Organizing the baby...

As my belly grew with the promise of new life, the love encircling me reflected the growing joy (boy? I was not aware then!!) within.     Each day became a celebration, the people around me radiating happiness that echoed the heartbeat of the little one inside.  In this journey, my cravings turned into a delightful adventure. From the sweetness of dry fruits burfi to the wholesome essence of protein laddu, my dear ones showered me with an array of treats. Mysore pak melted on my tongue, genasele brought a touch of nostalgia, and banana chips crunched with affection. The box filled with homemade chaklis became a symbol of caring gestures.  Every time they set the dabba before me, the smiles we exchanged weren't mere smiles; they were the most heartwarming feelings! I relive them again—same place, the angle at which we sat, the identical scent in the breeze that caressed, followed by shared laughter!  The abundance extended beyond indulgent treats. Freshly pi...

This trip had been meticulously planned and the anticipation was running high. With our little boy in tow, our excitement knew no bounds. I cherished those moments of preparing for the journey: packing his favorite food, sun-kissed flattened rice (avalakki), homemade snacks, tiny socks, delicate rompers, and all the necessary toiletries. Upon reaching our destination and settling into our cozy cottage, our little one's face lit up with delight. Finally, he could explore freely. The surroundings were a picturesque blend of dense forest, majestic mountain vistas, and crisp, cold weather. The three of us found solace in watching the rain pour down through the window. Our little explorer was on a mission, discovering a world of new objects to grab and run with. The rain persisted, and the desire for a steaming cup of coffee grew stronger by the moment. So, we ventured to a quaint cafe, our little one joining us in sips (on a rotational basis, of course). Returning to our cottage, our t...

  After lunch, we all gathered in the cozy living room, the rain pouring outside the window, creating a soothing backdrop. Some of us were engrossed in the morning newspaper, others busily deleting chats on our phones. Maava, with a twinkle in his eye, stumbled upon an article about International Coffee Day, and an idea began to brew. "We should celebrate International Coffee Day this evening," Maava suggested, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He volunteered to take charge of the little boy, who had been bouncing off the walls. The coffee decoction steadily dripped in the kitchen, and Maava embarked on the challenging mission of lulling the hyperactive youngster to sleep. We, one by one, tiptoed to the doorway, stealing glances to check if the little one had finally succumbed to slumber. As the clock struck 4, Maava could wait no longer. He appeared from the bedroom, demanding his well-deserved coffee. We all gathered around, sipping the fuming filter coffee, eac...

  On a moonlit night, his face glows, and the r hythm of rain  and breeze tempts me to eat up his cheeks. As I approach him, his peaceful sleep is disrupted. I realize that he begins to cry, but fortunately, he simply wiggles his tiny feet, and the gentle jingle of his anklets makes it more therapeutic. His delicate hand tightly holds onto mine, and this is EUPHORIA!!!! And he, who trembles in his drowsy voice to check, if his beloved pie is sleeping  soundly. @sudarshanams  Appa to my Pie❤️ I wish and pray, may this entire scene linger as a fragrant memory in my heart eternally, ready to be cherished whenever I seek solace.