The moment we got into the house and I handed over the baby to my aunt and sister.My mom had also come over to meet us and it was just perfect..like old times...my favorite people around me!I could eat what I like (not that people stop me at home but its just special when you go to your mom side...with all the pampering :))...our rounds of tea...gossip....laughter...and I was looking forward to get some sleep.
Everybody was all excited to see Riaan...LIVE in action...I had been telling them about what kind of noises he makes when he sleeps....how he moves his hands...the way he looks while drinking milk...and God knows what not...so this was the time when you see all that LIVE.The moment we entered he started crying...I assumed he wanted milk...and this time I was right (I was getting a hang of his crying patterns now...the mommie genes were coming in action)...I had his milk handy...fed him..as he slept and I was like haaaaaaa....now I'll change and chill (I had worn a jean after good 4 months and it felt extremely uncomfortable when I was used to being in my pj's all day long)
As we had our lunch...my sisters were busy clicking pictures of Riaan...they were so amused to see his tiny hands and legs...and the fact he made such funny noise while sleeping....I was happily talking and having my tea (in peace for a change).I finally jumped on to the bed to sleep...and around the same time my sister started showing some pictures to everybody else and then started a series of laughter sessions (given her amazing talent to describe the story behind the pics)...I was trying really hard to resist and sleep but as they say Laughter is infectious...I bursted out laughing myself and that caused a further "Yesssssssss" kinda reaction from everybody in the room...considering...I gave up my sleep to join in the conversation....my precious sleep...which was indeed an achievement!!
But it was needed....all this month I had been at home...just watching over the baby...I had almost forgotten to laugh like this....it was actually gloomy back home with the constant worry about the baby...and I don't really get it why people tend to get obsessed with being worried about the baby(it's almost like if you are not worried...there's something wrong with you...they'll give you reasons to worry then - like he's not burping properly...he's farting too much...his head shape will go bad if you make him sleep like this..bla bla bla)...as far as the baby is healthy and following a normal pattern...we should be allowed to chill...but somehow elders never stop giving you lectures on what can go wrong...and that's annoying..very annoying!!
Anyways..back to the happy place...we did photo sessions too...so the thing was that so far nobody had clicked us together...as in me and Riaan...we only had 1-2 selfies which I somehow managed to click but I wanted a really nice picture of us together..and I still am waiting for that perfect picture...I think I'll have to get it clicked professionally now!! We were also trying to compare his looks with me ...and well...it was difficult to say anything..we tried doing a detailed match up too..the only common thing for now was that we both loved to sleep...though he got all the sleep he wanted and for me it was luxury now :P
Riaan happily slept for most part of the day so I was prepared that he will for sure give me trouble sleeping at night and that was indeed the case...he again had a stretch of good 3 hours where he didn't sleep...he just wanted to be carried in my arms...as soon as I used to try to make him sleep in the bed...he used to start to moving...and eventually crying...none of us could sleep properly except my sister who for some reason had turned deaf to the baby's cry :P Right from my mom to my aunt...everybody tried soothing him...and after all the hard work he finally slept on me...his favorite sleeping position back then!
A sleepless night meant...an extremely tired day...the next day...me and mom were just lying on the bed like zombies...we made Riaan bathe and sleep...and post that we just wanted to lie down and sleep ourselves but it was time for us to get ready and head back home. All through the time I was getting ready I was just thinking...how different this experience was from all my previous stays here....the whole time we were stuck with the baby...wether he was sleeping or awake..crying or happy...it was all about him and it will be from now on I guess. But this was fun too (It would have been better had he slept well ;) ) as we were getting to know the newest member of our gang and letting him in - in our chill zone :D
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