Tulika, Author at Obsessivemom

15/02/201215/04/2017

Pride comes before a fall

The other day at the gym, complimenting me on my weightloss, my aerobics instructor said, “So is everyone supportive at home? Your kids and husband must be helping you keep your weightloss resolve, isn’t it?” And I, like an over confident smart alec, replied, “Nope. I won’t share credit for this at all… it’s all my effort and nobody elses.”

What a fall I had… me and my pride.

Less than a week from that day Hrit decided to fall ill. There I was, gym, exercise, soups, walks all forgotten, frustrated to tears, worried sick, spending sleepless nights as I watched him struggling first with the mother of all coughs and then with a fever that refused to go down below 102 and now it’s lose motions. Crocin, Meftal, IMol… cold sponging…. nothing worked last weekend. Sundays are now dreaddays to me. Two days and some antibiotic doses later the fever still hovers in the 100s plus he is has to deal with an upset tummy thanks to the strong medication.

Any child confined to bed is a sad sight. But a child like Hrit is sadder than ever. The neighbour’s noticed how quiet our house was. Says he, “Mama I think I must really be sick, I didn’t even ask to go to Y’s house today.” Y is his BFF.. the one he wants to marry… and that quite sums his condition over these last few days.

What’s worse, he missed the ‘solar’ day at school. He was to dress up as an astronaut while Naisha was planet Venus. Venus turned out to be a cakewalk thanks to MM. The astronaut was the tough one and after I’d run around MG Road (my favourite haunt) looking for all it needed, Hrit ended up not going at all. He’d been super excited about it all but was surprisingly mature about not being able to go. “Only my fever will decide whether I’ll go to school tomorrow”, he declared solemnly.

Here’s what they looked like…

Happiest planet ever

… and another pose

A rather serious-looking astronaut

I have to add that Naisha’s being a dream through all this.. not once did she complain about going to school without Hrit, she went to Hrit’s teacher to ask for his homework on her own, she’s perpetually fetching and carrying.. medicines, water, nebuliser. She’s a good girl.

15/02/201215/04/2017

Hugs

This week’s Thursday Challenge : LOVE (Affection, Hug, Smile, Kiss, Pets, Babys,…)

Edited to add: This was supposed to be published on Thursday.. guess I’m in a bit of a confused state.

08/02/201215/04/2017

Colours of red

The Thursday Challenge: RED (Fruits, Vegetables, Flowers, Clothing, Fire, Signs, Vehicles, Furniture,…) this week was exactly what I’ve had on my mind all of last week. It had to be a red red soup….

Red, Russet, Scarlet, Salmon… call them what you will

… they all come together in a healthy ‘bowlful’

08/02/201215/04/2017

Random ramblings

This is progress — from being an obsessivemom to a ‘versatile blogger’… Thanks Aparna for nominating me, you pretty much made my day. I still feel the award is a bit of an euphemism for a “confused blogger”. But who cares.. I like awards.

1. Though generally not a superstitious person I can’t resist doing “one for sorrow, two for joy” when I see mynahs (at least I think that brown bird with yellow legs and beak is a mynah).

2. I hate eating alone. If there’s no one around to talk to I’ll either switch on the television (completely suicidal for my fitness routine) or grab a book.

3. I have a thing for round numbers. If I’m exercising I need to do 15 minutes or 100 calories or 3 kms. If my time ends at say..2.7kms.. the 0.3 will torment me till I get back on the treadmill and finish it even if it takes just two minutes, making people wonder what I was doing getting on and off.

4. I could spend my life in sneakers. A corollary to that one : I’m partial to informal dos where I can go in sneakers. I’m so not good at formal dressing up even though I love to see others all dressed up.

5. I’m a sucker for happy endings and if it’s not happy, like the great SRK said, I like to believe, that “picture abhi baki hai mere dost.”

6. I love reading, writing, exercising, watching films, gardening, crafting, cooking, scrapbooking among a host of other things, which is why I’m constantly running short of time.

7. I’m a ‘schedule’ person and a planner to boot. Unplanned things get to me… unannounced guests, unplanned delays, upset schedules, irregular mealtimes, odd sleeping hours, late baths. Gosh! I sound stuck up, isn’t it? All I can say is that I’ve improved since the twins came along. I plan all I want they do what they want. I’m definitely planning on getting more spontaneous.

That’s it. Take it up people… would love to know more about all of you who drop by.

07/02/201215/04/2017

Just another day

I have a problem. All you blogger pals have so much so interesting to say that each time I come to the comp my head bursting with my new post I end up getting hooked onto you guys and the post just dies. It’s a bit like when you meet friends after a long time, everyone talks together and it’s tough to get in a word because you want to talk as well as listen. And when you come away you realise you have a host of things that you forgot to tell everyone. Hmmm.. it’s fun, actually. And on second thoughts… not a problem problem.

I went to the gym after two days.. Sunday being a self declared holiday and Monday — sick leave.. not me.. Hrit decided to remind me of my OM status by falling ill. His old demon, wheezing, struck with a vengeance. It’s comes in a flash and goes ever so slowly. I was caught unawares as he’d been doing very well since we moved to Pune almost two years back. I’d given away our nebuliser to a friend with a sick child. So there I was running around to borrow one and trying all kinds of syrups, I’d actually forgotten which ones worked best. God knows I tried everything including a host of home remedies which normally did wonders for him but Sunday night nothing worked. He slept fitfully, coughed continuously and kept saying, “Mama I can’t breathe”.

I’ve never felt so helpless.

He’s much better now, though the cough will take some time to go.

At the gym we had a lady-trainer who took a dance-aerobics session. Like I’ve said many times over dance is my Waterloo. However, I was NOT going to let anything get in the way of my pizza this time. So while the other girls/women danced I kept to the beat and did my own version — more aerobics than dance but who cares as long as the kgs are dropping.

Today’s weight: 70.2kgs. I’m happy.

And now I’m off to search the web for fancy dress ideas. Hrit is an astronaut and Naisha is planet Venus this Monday. Help will be much appreciated. Crafty, creative people.. MM .. if you’re reading this help!