These days, I not only wake up to a hungry little 7-month old baby, I have the task of prepping his daily porridge. Like a zombie, I am up at 6 a.m. to wash, soak and cut the rice, barley, sweet potato, green beans, carrots, you name it! I must say I really enjoy thinking up new meals for my son. He’s been very patronising with my cooking, just like his father.
After fiddling around in the kitchen, I try to have breakfast with my husband. Try. I usually fall back asleep and wake up again at 9:30. Yikes!
I put my son down for two naps (if I’m lucky) throughout the day and while he’s sleeping, I’m usually chatting away with Amelia online, working on something interesting with her (I kinda miss work), surfing for recipes or window shopping.
Play time is really fun these days. My son is amused by my peek-a-boo stunts whether I’m hiding behind my hands or he’s hiding under his blanket. I point out colours and objects whenever it is clear, and in the evenings we take walks around the pool. He is drawn to the voices of children playing in the pool, the swift passing of birds, or the sways of the coconut trees. The past three weeks included 2-3 evening swims a week as there were three older kids who practically lived in our condo pool! Although he was too young to play with them, our son would kick and laugh while watching the older kids from his float. Sadly, his friends have returned to Chennai and our swims have now reduced to once a week.
I hold a list of people that I talk to – my close friends who I need to speak to everyday to ensure I’m sane, some friends who I check in on since their lives are different from mine and it’s nice to break away for a moment (these are usually the ones who are getting married since weddings are fun!), my parents and in laws who I make it a point to forward a photograph of their grandson every now and then, and my sister because I love her even when she annoys me.
In the evenings, we make a call to Praveen to see what time he will be home. You should see my son’s face light up when he hears his dad’s voice on the speaker. He smiles and laughs as if his father could see him. I smile too knowing it won’t be long before he’s home.