Date with the tooth fairy

So we finally had a date with the tooth fairy .... my son has grown up enough to enter the dentist's clinic .... this is a milestone, it is really. Our first dentist visit EVER since A's birth was last month, when I saw a tiny little tooth sprouting behind one tooth in his lower jaw, and that was enough to get me in a panic. The dentist was very patient, despite A's insistent attempt at handling the clasp himself to pull out his tooth (major trust issues I tell you). The dentist found it kind of cute, so we were all happy.

Back home, over the weekend, it was the Dad who did the honours of pulling the shaky wabbly milk tooth out with a thread, and my boy came out bravely sporting a semi toothed grin and was momentarily stunned by the sting of the experience.

The next tooth would be a cake walk we thought .... but much to our disappointment, A was sporting a 'once bitten twice shy' syndrome, what with soaring levels of anxiety each time the Dad approached the tooth.

I just let it pass, and prayed for mother nature to play her part ... which she did,
one morning, while eating breakfast, my son exclaimed 'Shock lag gayee' (his expression for I am hurt) and there we had it ... a tiny tooth in a tiny hand ....

To be honest, all my tall claims of burying the teeth and having tooth fairy come with a gift have only been just that ... tall claims because the anti climax was he started playing with the teeth and lost them, While I have bought the gifts, but will do the drill when the next tooth breaks....

I usually don't get things right the first time now do I???

Looking forward to the next time.....

Mummy returns!!

For records, I had thought I will give up journalling my joyride along the roller coaster called 'Motherhood' owing to some extremely pokey and stingy mosquito bites, which were totally uncalled for .... WOMEN!!! There is no explaining them is there now? They will ASSUME and cook up a story to suit their convenience and meddle in other people's lives and business, conniving and striving to control ..... wow!!!! I sometimes do wish I was not one .... am now kind of happy that I always harboured a self doubt .... some womanly habbits ... I just don't possess.

I've been quiet for long, because I am not ashamed to admit on a public forum that I have been hurting .... and THIS very public is responsible. When I decided to open up and share my world, it was with a vision, to help create a ripple of compassion, fun and connect with all mothers having "similar struggles' but I landed in a big soup upsetting some "over privileged mothers" and some "over privileged others".

DISCLAIMER .... PLESE DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU BELONG TO A CLASS THAT HAD ABSOLUTELY NO COMPASSION FOR HUMANITY, STRUGGLES, CHALLENGES AND HOPE. For the privileged getting everything served on a golden platter ..... I beseech thee ....
Disappear .... will you!!!

I will make a noise .... it is my right to ....

I heard alot of discussion around appearance, and establishing routines, and discipline and what not .... good for you if this has been working for you owing to the easy hand you got with life, and if you protest and say hey no ... then I don't see why you are in the "circle of criticism" you need to move to the circle of compassion .... no body gets it easy, and we all make the most of what ever is dealt to us. I did my best, and am living on with that, if my best is not your idea of best .... please look the other way!!!!

I am not going to let my happiness and joy suffer .... that of enjoying the best thing that happened to me ....

Motherhood! :-)