Showing posts with label vivaan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vivaan. Show all posts

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Music For Kids- Yes, its a thing!

When you come to children, all you come to know are the old time rhymes. Its good for them of course but children need soothing music sometimes peppy that will make them what they are today. In fact studies have shown that behaviour of kids depends a lot on how busy their minds are. If they are watching violent cartoons then they will definitely portray the same behaviour outside or at home. Thats why I think channels like Nick Jr, Baby TV and Disney Junior is just the best channels you can give to your child. They will learn a lot and in turn show milder signs of naughtiness. Not that they won't spoil a kid or you shouldn't have a TV time because honestly how long will they sit in front of the idiot box.

My son has turned 3 and half and I see him mimicking the songs he sees on tv. Which is good. It develops his language skills and he can sing a tune or two too. When he was an infant and i was breastfeeding mom, so I would be like dead tired to sing to him but I did get a beautiful musical box where it tuned to music that would put you to sleep. One of the best gifts I got from my sister. And no wonder he loves music so much.

Lullaby are also a great way to introduce your child to music. Anything you can sing it to them, they will love it. You really don't have to be Beyonce or Lata Mangeshkar to sing. Just make up something that has a soothing rhythm and you will have a happier child waking up to you. My favourite is Rock-a-By Baby which works like magic. Also you will have routine which is good even for you. You can cuddle and love him while you sing to him/her. I feel like a good mom when I sing to him on days when I am really a monster to him. I wish music solved everything. But to an extent it does gives me solace.

I also love the "feelings" songs in Nick Jr that asks the child to express what he/she feels and we get all excited to see this on tv. Its a great song to have when you want your child to learn to communicate. Mine took a lot of time to open up but I am happy that he does say what he is feeling.


List of songs for your children: (Hindi and English)


  1. Rock-A-Bye Baby
  2. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
  3. Hush Lil Baby
  4. Mere Ghar aayi ek Nanhi Pari
  5. Chanda hai tu, mera suraj hai tu
  6. Do Naina Ek Kahani
  7. My Bonnie lies over the ocean

There are some of the songs I sing to my baby. What are your favourites? Comment below and I would be happy to add to my list.



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Monday, October 26, 2015

Light Of My Life


"The day you were born,
you touched my soul.
You were the missing link,
that made my life whole.

Those beautiful blue eyes,
stare at me in awe.
Gazing at the woman

Who just became your mom."




The light of my life is always ‘love’. The time when I fell in love with a man who just swept me off my feet, an officer in the army who loved me for who I was rather than changing me into some person I didn’t know. I started to believe in myself more when I was with him and that gave me the confidence of pursuing my passion for writing.

When I started out as a young mom, I had no expectations at all as to how I would feel holding a little baby in my arms. I had the smoothest delivery, the baby slid out like a dream and I went home happy with a few stiches to say I am carrying war scars of the labor room. Vivaan was now the little guy who was going to rule my life. From late night readings, my nights ended with feedings and waking up to my child wanting my closeness than anything else. I suddenly found someone who needed me to love him unconditionally, as he loved me. And to this day as he turned three this May, I have memories of those tough nights and frequent change of clothes to having to entertain him, to be the best time of my life. 




I always would see my life in terms of being a mother and a writer and of course, a partner to my husband.

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Saturday, September 12, 2015

Life of homeschooling Mom

8 a.m- Wake up the Targeted Kid
9 a.m- Get dressed and worry why he is not still doing his potty
10 a.m- Busy in the kitchen, making two alternate dishes
11 a.m- Get the books out and catch the running kid into the chair.
11:10- Still trying to catch the target
11:15- Opening books but one hand still holding the kid
11:20- Finally he holds a crayon with laughter in his eyes (Make Me, it says)
11.30- The crayons just flew over the paper and he is just done in five minutes. I give him the picture book but he wants to dig into the eraser now.
11:35- The eraser almost give up its life. I give him a break (Maybe I need one already)
11:45- The standing line and sleeping line get started but then the fascination with the eraser doesn't go. So there is a lot of erasing.
12:00p.m- The picture book gets its due. He looks like JCB and Crane and wants those toys now. He is hungry again though.
12:15- I give him chips and escape to the bathroom instructing him to finish one page of colouring. Inside the bathroom: I am thinking about what's going on outside. Is he already digging into the eraser again? Is he colouring? Did he make a mess. And I am also instructing him that i''ll be out in five minutes. (Holding my breath). There is giggling outside and I am sure he found my bottle of cream.
12:30- I peep outside looking for any disasters only to see him busy with colouring. And he actually finished with excellent results.
Almost done with schooling now and I long to hold my mobile again and Facebook or just browse blogs about parenting (What am I doing wrong?)
I kind of make notes in my mind what to do tomorrow and nothing gets done. There is a lot of running and catching...And making him sit.
Final thoughts: I am really not cut out for this job. 



Tuesday, August 14, 2012

My baby days-years

Being a mother makes you a complete woman. That's what I heard. But completing that stage actually takes some serious guts. 

My baby days began.

 I stopped dreaming about sleep. Late at night I worry like the usual mothers whether my lil one is awake, pooping, crying, playing, drooling and so on. Also if the blankie is over his nose or under his chin. If he's breathing right or if his breathing has turned shallow...these were some of my worries to begin with. And its all job of a mom. No one can actually help. I am on a constant run to make things right for my baby. To see if he is happy. To see if he would smile at me- only at me. Or maybe play all by himself (if he could). Sometimes at night if he does sleep, I silently cry a 'hurrah' and get on with the life I am left with. Yes, during pregnancy I never dreamt of a life with a baby. The aftermath is often scary. The before part is just a preview. No wonder all that vomitings and sleepy days were there to help you cope with the worst later. 

For the first few days I felt like a harassed woman. The third degree kind of sorts. My body hurt, I couldn't sit for a month without moaning inside (maybe I even cried inside), I was scare to make a trip to the loo, I felt jealous of the men around (their work was obviously to just make a baby!). Contacting my single friends and hearing about their lives only made my days a living horror. Where was that sweet days that the baby magazines promised?  On top of all that- people constantly asking me to eat this/eat that. Don't eat this/ don't eat that...God I wanted to just rewind the last nine months and say goodbye to motherhood. 

Then there are some days I worry why he poops so less or why he poops so much. Why his eyes water? why this? why that???????

I cannot say about the anatomy of a baby but they sure makes you run on your toes. 

After three months I can say that I have fallen completely in love with this lil boy. The first month, I can't say for sure if I even know what happened (Feels like an accident). 

Now when I hear people planning babies, I really don't understand why.