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Thursday, November 10, 2016

Matki Decoration/Diya Decoration/Fancy Dress

Proceeding forward from my previous post, there is so much to catchup with, starting with the 'Matki Decoration', 'stage performance', and finally the 'Diya Decoration' in kid's school. The diwali celebration she had missed due to my unavilability.

Coming back to the Matki Decoration competition for moms before janmashatami celebration, I wonder how creative ladies are.I swear I couldn't even think about the dedication and interest the moms have for the competition. For me it was just like a fun activity but for others it was an opportunity to showcase their talent. Some matkis were hand painted, some were decorated using readymade decorative stuff, some made complete 'jhanki' (procession of janmashatami).The outcomes of all the hard-work done were really awesome. Couldn't believe that those raw matkis can be converted into so beautiful ones. Posting my matki pic, and other beautiful matkis made during the competition. Hope it will give other moms around some ideas on matki decoration in future use, as I did googled for different ideas and pre preparations wink, wink :D

Thats my matki :P

Other matkis at competition

Didn't realise that this pic has gone blurred, but the theme was matki with govardhan and krishna

The winners were to be declared later, so dont know who got first from almost 150 entries. But salute to the creativity. The experience and aura was awesome. It feels great and inspires to put more effort seeing all hard working ladies. By the way we too got second place for rakhi making competition for kid, sadly I forgot to click the pic as we made it in night. These days the real competition is shifted to moms vs moms rather than in between kids. Schools make the moms too slog along with the teachers.
No one rests till kids grow.

Now coming to the Diya decoration, we had to make it at home and submit with child name on it. So I too tried my hand over this totally new thing of my life. Yeah I have never ever made such things, only known things were making rangoli, mehendi, and alta. Anyways here comes my entry for the competition. Kindly bear with it, bad photogarphy with not much of a wow factor, but its a mumma's journal so have to be here :D :D

Moving ahead, for Dussehra, the kids needed to be dressed as Ramayan characters. My girl chose to be 'Sita Mata' by herself. Thankfully the dress was ready-made along with the accessories and available in the market. Presenting my Sita maiya here :)

Couldn't stop staring her, she was so happy and chirpy wearing this dress. Gave a hard time to remove it, as she wanted to wear it while sleeping too. Kids Kids :) :)

These few comeptitions are over.PHEW. Now looking forward to prepare for the solo performance in the coming weeks. Stay tuned for the new avtaar click ;)

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Diwali Dhamaka(Blast)

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Sometimes some events, happy or sad occurs with unpredictable baby steps and just do a blast all around. Happy ones scatters the laughters, smiles and promising future, while the sad ones strikes out of the blue , jolting and surprising everyone to dig up the reasons. Sometimes the events are termed as fate, and sometimes destiny, sometimes blessings, and sometimes 'buri nazar' aka evil eye.

Few months back things were going smooth in my little nest. Then started a series of sickness, firstly one down, then another, then another, again the cycle revised creating a chaos in otherwise our quiet lives. Me being the last victim of this sickness cycle got a big blow, which I haven't even imagined.
Unbearable pain, landing up in emergency surgery and now set on a recovery mode. Everything was so fast paced ,leaving both my families surprised and worried. Well, I am also confused about what should I feel, relieved on getting rid of the excruciating pain , or sad on losing the joy of second time motherhood. It is the period where my kid asks to bring a small baby from hospital every now and then, while here I am with nothing in my mind, just taking baby steps to get back into my normal life.

I wonder, how this fiasco made me want to go back to my previous life, about which I was cribbing in earlier posts. Today I have realised, even though i termed that routine as boring but it was at least healthy , I was on my own instead of being dependent. I guess that's the life's way of making one value what they had.I am recovering fine after the second Cesarean operation since unfortunately I suffered with an Ectopic Pregnancy, and wishing everyday to get fully functional ASAP. This Diwali was a disaster, all excitement , preparations, unopened shopping bags took back seat. Hopeful to celebrate the next one with everyone in good shape.
'Health is wealth' indeed.
Apart from this, for the first time in my married life, I am thankful to be in the joint family setup. During my hospitalisation , not even once I had to worry about my kid, her eating, sleeping, playing times. I was at peace that my kid is in good and safe hands. But yeah she is intelligent to take full liberty with her grandparents during my absence at home. In many ways, this whole chapter of my absence has made my daughter more mature and understanding, not to forget more naughty and moody too , and my husband more caring and compassionate. Kid does understand that mumma has got hurt and has pain. The most important thing she understood is she can't touch my tummy, which is her most favourite thing and without rolling over it she couldn't sleep. Once I was discharged from hospital and reached home, she was so tempted to roll over my tummy and sleep on it, but understanding the facts, she showed big gesture saying 'Mumma dheere se touch karungi bas, dheere se hath rakhungi, please mumma' (meaning 'Mom, I will touch gently, will keep hand gently, please mom'). I wonder how did she managed to stay without me, anyhow thankfully she did it !!

Now just waiting to open my unpacked shopping bags, rearrange my closet, go on some shopping to burst the stress(that's the best remedy), and finally a visit to my parents. And a promise with self to take care of health, and maintain a healthy life for me and for my families.