It's 3 am, Do you know where your mother is?

She's at the computer. What!?! Did you know that your mom does stuff on the computer? Actually, you sort of do and you HATE it... with a passion. Which is why your mom is online at 3am.

First we had to work on the kula newsletter. Then we got distracted by mommy's favorit online blogs which are equivalent to old fashioned soap operas I guess. Now we're writing in your blog.

You are fast asleep, all cute and cuddly. Not so earlier this evening. We think you are teething. What!?! You're only 3&1/2 months old for goodness sake. But the signs are there: excessive drooling, trying to get your whole hand in your mouth, crying out in pain, whimpering... it's so sad. We only just got over the colic. And this time there is less I can do for you :(

I'm crossing my fingers that your threshold for pain increases. Your Ate Erica has OI (can't spell the full name of the disorder) and her bones are fragile like glass. She has an extremely insane tolerance to pain - I don't want you to be like that. But I do hope that you can suck it up when you get older and understand this - life is fairly painful.

There are headaches and backaches, and bruises and the sting of cuts and scrapes. You'll stub your toes, bang your elbows, bump your head, and slam your fingers in doors. There's glass and sharp rocks to step on and and wooden splinters to pull out and all sorts of stuff. If you have children, labor hurts! If you don't and you inherit your period pain from mommy and lola, your period will hurt (but only for the first day). We hope you learn and practice martial arts and if you do that!!! There's a whole other level of pain.

And this isn't about being accident prone and having a weak planet being aspected by a malevolent one - this is about being human with a body that's made of skin, blood, and bones. So my little darling - please learn to change state and recognize the truth behind all of life's aches and pains. They come and go and are just as much a display of light and rays as a sunrise, chocolate cake, and your favorite toy.

Good Luck My Little Bundle of Adorableness,
Mum

Holy Sheet! You're Already 3 Months Old!

My Dear Aditi,

Don't worry about the cursing - by the time you're old enough to read this, you know that mommy curses :). But back to the subject of this posting... yes, you're 3 months old and the last time I posted, you were what? 2 days old? Of course by now you also know that mommy is sarcastic :).

You are so on point now kiddo! The thing you do the best, that I love the most, is... EVERYTHING! Ok, let's just fire them off at random:

1. Your colic is finito! Yay! You still get some tummy trouble if mommy is sooper stoopid and eats something new, too exotic, too spicy, too fishy, too oily, etc. but even that you've been starting to process. It's so nice to enjoy your company at night without the 3 hour dance/cry-athon.

2. You grab your toes and just today, you've started sucking on them. This is too cute and we're taking pictures.

3. You talk to your brothers. Well Balaji most of all - we think you guys have known each other the longest (in a past life). But you and Rohan can sit together and the other day, he taught you how to grab the cookie monster pillow with both hands and stick it in your mouth! Aedan is still a bit too young and he is suffering from his time with colic.

4. You smile. ALOT! The bestest, best is when you've been asleep in the sling facing me, and you wake up, and you look up all bleary eyed and give me a big, goofy, grin! I love that!

5. You talk. Mostly when you are on the changing table. I don't know why that is but it's true. And when you are motivated to discourse at length, you get so excited, you get hiccups. That is one thing I do not like - the hiccups. But only because once you get them, you stop talking. Otherwise your hiccups are cute.

Ok, there are so many more things but we don't wanna make you all narcissistic and whatnot. But there's more mama, way more believe me. At any rate, just the other day I told your Aunty Kirana that life before you seemed very empty and inconsequential. I don't really think that it was any more or less empty but it sure seems like it.

Thank you for being you!

Love You So Much,
Mama