My Darling Kiaan,
Congratulations. You are One ! and officially a Toddler now.
Although just considering that my heart aches. Not long before you were put on my chest and tiny hands and legs curled up on my face. I was all prepared for that day. I had make up on, so I guess!
Since then how amazing it has been to watch you grow and learn everyday. You have been looking at life with big eyes and your long black hair have been the talk of the town. Everyone who saw you commented what an alert baby you are. Mommy's love and Dad's charisma left you spellbound and active. You learnt 'FOMO' quite early.
First few months you were blessed to have all your loved ones around you pampering you and carrying you at a drop of a hat. My favourite part of those times was you falling asleep on me and your soft cheeks squished against my arms or face and I just wanted time to stop there. But time moved on very quickly.
But all this while it has not been an easy ride through the year with you. Ever since your birth our lives had been frantic and exhausting with you being an attention demanding, energetic and alert child. I would wonder everyday where do you get this force of life from? Your cry has been far most the most devastating part of the journey. I felt so helpless not knowing your need at times and that made our lives (days and nights) long and miserable in the beginning. But soon you fell in routines and that made you calm to some extent and part of the day and night. Phew! What relief it was to see you happy, giggling and little noises you made with your parted lips. You saved your beautiful first smile for me and that made my day when I so desperately needed it.
You love so many things, books and a lot of books, balls, ride-ons, crinkling paper, getting off the bed, touching fans and wires, your socks and shoes, your carrier and many more. You love listening to the music just like mommy does. You love roaring like a tiger. We love that too. And you love bath time so much, playing and feeling water for the first time amazed you so much that you kept doing it again. You have a smirky look that I am totally gaga over. After evening snack, you can't wait to just go out in your pram. And once I let you out of pram, you just can't control your freedom. You go on the slide from the wrong side, drifting slowly yourself up the slide and you did manage it the first time you did. What an achievement it was for you my boy! You love playing with Tanvi didi, You are mostly up in the evening by the time she comes back, so eager to hug her and play with her. She loves you to moon and back.
You have five teeth and look so cute. But trust me when I say, it hasn't been easy on either of us or you. The unending battles in the night not knowing so clearly what is bothering you, whether it is an earache, tummy ache or just itchiness in the gums is making you cranky and restless. Your loud and inconsolable cries especially in the night were enough to bring down whole of our world. Your anxious wails made us feel incompetent even after having already raised an angelic child.
What I love the most about you ? Well, I can go on forever and still won't be able to list what is it the most I love about you. To begin with, I love you for who you are, our baby. I love the way your tiny fingers wrap around my face, my chest and my fingers. The featherlike touch is so magical. You little coos make my heart melt and I just want you remain this tiny. I love the silly sounds you make, they are the sweetest sounds I have heard.
Most importantly you love your mom, dad and sister. No wonder your first few words were Mumma, Dida, and Baba (quite late though, not liked by your dad). The year passed by so quickly, that I guess I didn't had enough of baby time with you. Now look at you, you have not just been walking confidently but at times running so fast, it's hard to catch you. And you are so clever that you never miss clacking of doors, so you just know when they are open. You make us follow to the room, just to see you leaning on the bed and enjoying the chase game.
My Son, you are growing up fast and I don't want to remember awful times we had together, whether it was multiple blood test, needle pricking those tiny feet would have made any heart ache or keeping you naked in bilibed with your beautiful eyes covered to protect you from razor sharp light. You are our son-shine and we are so glad we are your parents. Thanks for coming into our lives.
Happy First Birthday Kiaan. It's a beginning of so many new things.
Congratulations. You are One ! and officially a Toddler now.
Although just considering that my heart aches. Not long before you were put on my chest and tiny hands and legs curled up on my face. I was all prepared for that day. I had make up on, so I guess!
Since then how amazing it has been to watch you grow and learn everyday. You have been looking at life with big eyes and your long black hair have been the talk of the town. Everyone who saw you commented what an alert baby you are. Mommy's love and Dad's charisma left you spellbound and active. You learnt 'FOMO' quite early.
First few months you were blessed to have all your loved ones around you pampering you and carrying you at a drop of a hat. My favourite part of those times was you falling asleep on me and your soft cheeks squished against my arms or face and I just wanted time to stop there. But time moved on very quickly.
But all this while it has not been an easy ride through the year with you. Ever since your birth our lives had been frantic and exhausting with you being an attention demanding, energetic and alert child. I would wonder everyday where do you get this force of life from? Your cry has been far most the most devastating part of the journey. I felt so helpless not knowing your need at times and that made our lives (days and nights) long and miserable in the beginning. But soon you fell in routines and that made you calm to some extent and part of the day and night. Phew! What relief it was to see you happy, giggling and little noises you made with your parted lips. You saved your beautiful first smile for me and that made my day when I so desperately needed it.
You love so many things, books and a lot of books, balls, ride-ons, crinkling paper, getting off the bed, touching fans and wires, your socks and shoes, your carrier and many more. You love listening to the music just like mommy does. You love roaring like a tiger. We love that too. And you love bath time so much, playing and feeling water for the first time amazed you so much that you kept doing it again. You have a smirky look that I am totally gaga over. After evening snack, you can't wait to just go out in your pram. And once I let you out of pram, you just can't control your freedom. You go on the slide from the wrong side, drifting slowly yourself up the slide and you did manage it the first time you did. What an achievement it was for you my boy! You love playing with Tanvi didi, You are mostly up in the evening by the time she comes back, so eager to hug her and play with her. She loves you to moon and back.
You have five teeth and look so cute. But trust me when I say, it hasn't been easy on either of us or you. The unending battles in the night not knowing so clearly what is bothering you, whether it is an earache, tummy ache or just itchiness in the gums is making you cranky and restless. Your loud and inconsolable cries especially in the night were enough to bring down whole of our world. Your anxious wails made us feel incompetent even after having already raised an angelic child.
What I love the most about you ? Well, I can go on forever and still won't be able to list what is it the most I love about you. To begin with, I love you for who you are, our baby. I love the way your tiny fingers wrap around my face, my chest and my fingers. The featherlike touch is so magical. You little coos make my heart melt and I just want you remain this tiny. I love the silly sounds you make, they are the sweetest sounds I have heard.
Most importantly you love your mom, dad and sister. No wonder your first few words were Mumma, Dida, and Baba (quite late though, not liked by your dad). The year passed by so quickly, that I guess I didn't had enough of baby time with you. Now look at you, you have not just been walking confidently but at times running so fast, it's hard to catch you. And you are so clever that you never miss clacking of doors, so you just know when they are open. You make us follow to the room, just to see you leaning on the bed and enjoying the chase game.
My Son, you are growing up fast and I don't want to remember awful times we had together, whether it was multiple blood test, needle pricking those tiny feet would have made any heart ache or keeping you naked in bilibed with your beautiful eyes covered to protect you from razor sharp light. You are our son-shine and we are so glad we are your parents. Thanks for coming into our lives.
Happy First Birthday Kiaan. It's a beginning of so many new things.
