It’s been a crazy week at work. Going in early, coming back late with meetings all day.
So A and I have missed our morning routine – milk together, breakfast, then the drive to school. And by the time I get home, he’s fast asleep, or I just go and crash.
I crawled into bed at midnight, after my calls. I’d last seen him at 8:30 am. He’s had a mild fever in the evening…
His eyes closed shut, he reaches out, feels my face and asks “Baba kahan hain. Tum kaun ho”.
And my world shatters.
I mumble, “Its me. Mumma. I’m back”
Still asleep, he answers back feebly “Maine cry nahi kiya, meine bite nahi kiya, mein scratch bho nahi karonga”. And reached out and held me tight.
It took a while for it to sync in. Earlier, I’d threatened him I’d go off to office when he threw a tantrum & bit & scratched me.
He was still a bit feverish. He sat in my arms for a while. We went searching for his Gems ball. He had some water. I tucked him in again.
2 minutes later, I came back from the loo. He was sitting up on the pillow. “Tum bathroom gaye the na, tho mein bahut sad ho gaya tha”. And I melt into a complete puddle.
How adorable!!!
Mim, Sands, welcome back
Last week I banned TV for Rian, all I wanted was 5 bites into him. He had a major meltdown. Next night he ate well, and says – Mumma I had 5 bites, can I watch TV now?