New Life

Oh well.. where do I begin? I’M A MOTHER!! Alright, technically I became a mother the minute I conceived, but still.. the feeling of holding your child in your arms is beyond words or any form of expression. Motherhood is so rewarding, so satisfying, so so awesome. I thought I knew what is love before. But man.. this is intense! ๐Ÿ™‚
Honestly, I did not mean to go in to hidingย all this time.. I was just busy being a mommy to my baby girl! Yes, we had a Girl. She came in to our lives on December 14th last year, and since then is the center piece of our beautiful small world. ย ๐Ÿ™‚
Everything changed with her arrival – our life, our priorities, our goals. Motherhood gave me a new birth too. And I am loving every second of it.
Blogging took a back seat if I may say. But I don’t regret going offline, even if it wasn’t planned. What can I say, I just had my hands full. Now that we have (kind of) settled in a schedule, and I have got (may be just a little) hang of being a mother, I thought of dropping by here and saying hello to you all. Trust me, I have not abandoned this blog in any way. All I can say is, I will be more regular here from now on. And this blog will (as always) be centered on fashion and lifestyle. I am kind of excited about what’s to come!
Plus THE BLOG TURNS 5 TODAY. Yikes!! So what better day to share the news with you all..?? I promise I am celebrating tonight.
Ok, enough of talking. I know you might want to see some pictures so here we go!
Oh and her name is Keva ๐Ÿ™‚ My Keva!

Here she was just 22 hours old. Santa came to pay us an early visit at the hospital!
After one of those midnight feedings.
Christmas Eve 2016. Oh, how little she was!
All set to go on a coffee date with mommy and daddy! You bet it was cold that evening.
After a nice bath. My little sheep ๐Ÿ™‚
This little cat will meow you with her rosy cheeks! ๐Ÿ˜‰
She be like – Mom, let me sleep. Leave me alone! Kids these days, I tell you!!
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Hanging in There

This long absence from the blog wasn’t planned or intentional. I kind of fell into that ‘laze around’ zone and took too long to get out of it (frankly I’m still not out completely). What can I say, this last leg of pregnancy has really kicked me hard in the butt. Thankfully, my pregnancy has been healthy all the way with no complications, but the discomforts are what really bugging me. Being dependent on others for small tasks like bending down, tying shoes, getting up from the bed etc. really makes me feel helpless and in need of a break! Don’t be surprised if I say there were occasional tears. Tears of pain, tears of exhaustion, tears of frustration and tears of impatience. But such moments were rare. Other times, the anticipation of holding the baby in my arms kept winning over. All I want is to look in her eyes and simply forget about all my misery. Though this seems only wishful thinking as of now.
As of today I am one week overdue and 41 weeks pregnant. Frankly,ย somehow I never thought I’d be overdue. I always had this notion that I’ll deliver within a week of my due date. And here I am… sitting at 41 weeks pregnant with no signs of labor (other than those intense Braxton Hicks). Honestly, I feel like I have been pregnant since forever. And have no shame in conceding that I desperately want my body back now. This little alien inside me has been a guest for too long, and it’s high time she makes an appearance, and relieves me.ย This waiting game is no fun. Hopefully.. not longย now!
Posting a selfie from today. Bathroom selfies for the win! ๐Ÿ˜‰
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Wishful Thinking

Being an Indian, I do not wear as many Indian dresses as I should. However this past weekend, I wore one of the dresses gifted by my mom. (Thanks mom, love you!).
As the pregnancy is progressing, my discomforts are also increasing. The ‘special assistance’ needed in getting up, lying down, tying up shoes etc. is so inconvenient. I may not look huge in my pictures, but I feel HUGE. Seriously. And if you trust the scales, so far I’ve gained 22 pounds (10 kgs) since becoming pregnant (not bad.. eh!!). So obviously, I’m bound to feel gigantic. And in these remaining 7 weeks, baby is expected to gain more weight (fat), so let’s see how that goes!
Well, truth be told, I’m tired.
Tired of being pregnant.
Tired of looking for someone to tie my shoes for me.
Tired of not being able to workout.
Tired of having to take breaks and slow down every now and then.
Tired of huffing and puffing like an 80 year old.
Tired of the frequent bathroom visits. Sometimes its false alarm, which makes it even more annoying!
Tired of the back pain.
Tired of just feeling tired.
I just want these 40 weeks to go by fast and the baby to pop out. On time ofcourse. No, I don’t want her to come ‘early’. I just want these last few weeks to ‘fly’!
Is that possible? Do wishes come true? Please say yes!

P.S. Completed 33 weeks of pregnancy today.
P.P.S. Thanks to my father in law for taking these bomb pictures of us. Thanks Dad!

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Dress: Gifted (from India) | Shoes: LifeStride (same)ย | Sunglasses: Ray Ban | Jewelry: India

Cocooned

Feels good to be back. I think of blogging almost daily, but then life happens. And then taking care of this body is an extra effort altogether. So much has changed since my last post. My Baby Shower happened. I entered third trimester of this pregnancy. Countdown has begun; 10 weeks left for my bubby to arrive! Just the thought gives me thrills! The anxiety of being a mother, the sleepless nights waiting for me, the love at first sight with my mini human – how can I not wait anxiously! Frankly, I’m scared too. This isn’t going to be easy (or fun) all the time, but I don’t care. When I feel the baby move and kick, all these fears vanish somehow. The motherly instincts are slowly kicking in.. ๐Ÿ˜‰
Wearing a cocoon dress from Old Navy, which (again) is not a maternity dress. Just a regular dress with lots of room to accommodate my basketball belly!
P.S. 30 weeks pregnant today!

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Dress: Old Navy | Shoes: Nike | Bag: same as here