Time flies..

It seems like yesterday when I did took that HPT, and Danny will be 2 month old in 4 days! Time sure flies.

For a little 2 month old, Danny has managed to turn our lives upside down! he refuses to sleep beyond an hour during the day and refuses to sleep anywhere but my lap. Its tough but hey in a few months when he starts crawling, he will constantly ask me to put him down. This is the only time for me to really cuddle him right?

Do you like music?

It’s a question I have been asked numerous times. And I am always bewildered about what my response should be! Can any one not like music? What kind of music is the second question I am asked. Any kind!! I love music, whether it’s the swing of jazz, energy of rock, depth of blues or the head banging noise of heavy metal; I lap it all up. Although heavy metal is a little tough to handle!
Music is the universal language that speaks to everyone. I may not understand a word of a Spanish song, but its beats, rhythm, its life is enough to make me alive to it. Can some one really not like music? I keep coming back to this question because I am still to meet a person who does not like music! It is just not possible! I agree that the intensity might vary. But this article is about my passion for music so whether or not others appreciate this beautiful gift can be discussed later!
I cannot sing, but I admire and envy those who can. Music makes me alive; it gives my life a meaning even when all else fails to lift my spirits. Listening to a good piece of music can make a thousand miserable moments worth living for. When you hear your favourite song, you feel its being played especially for you, you feel you foot tapping. Music not only touches your body but engulfs your soul too. I think music is a very pure form of communication. Almost anyone can understand it.
Sometimes chords and melody and rhythm can say things that are beyond words. To me, music is the greatest drug in the world (not that I've tried very many)... it can pick me up, make me think, smile, sing, cry, dance... I really love to dance:happy That's another great thing about music. Music is meditation. At least for me. When I feel down and out, when the world seems all-bleak, all I need is a good song, and I am ready to face the world. I actually try and listen to good music right at the beginning of the day, and then I feel empowered, peaceful and happy!
What can beat the feeling of listening to your favourite Kishore Kumar number, sipping on a cup of tea, while the rain drenches the trees outside your window? Or humming on “kisiki muskurahato pey ho nisar” when feel a little low?
What can be more romantic than Niel Diamond crooning “play me”, or more nostaligic then “its yesterday once more” by the carpenters? The kind of music that reminds me of the people that i love most…

MOms please help!!!

Danny never sleeps more than 2 hours at a time..EVER!!! he constantly is twisting and turning and groaning in his sleep. His ped says it's gas and that he'll outgrow it. It breaks my heart to watch him try to sleep (not to mention that I'm getting NO sleep whatsoever!). I'm at my wits end as to what to do to help him. he doesn't eat enough to sleep any longer and I'm wondering if this has happened to anyone else's baby? he wakes himself at LEAST 20 times an hour due to the gas pains. It's so horrible! Any suggestions?

Sleepless in Hyderabad...

Anything for a good nights sleep....anyone wanna take Danny home for a day???

Hey Peeps

Am back!!!! Danny boy is almost 2 months old now and am back in action. had a tough tough delvery and am stll recovery - c-section. Dan was undrweight so am still working to help him gain weight. will post some pics soon. Hows everybody? do get in touch ppl....

I actuallly went into labour on 1st sept (begining of my 9th mnth) and had to be n the hospital for a few days to keep tp cntaraction in control. Was taking shots for almost 2 weeks and exactly the day I completed my 37th week, Danny decided he had enough. I had to rush to the hospital 4.30 n the morning! Was in labour for a few minutes but because of some heavy bleeding docs decded tht i was going to have a c-section. I was terrified! As they were wheeling me towards the OT, all i wanted was my mom. I was feeling so lonely, with mallik busy completing the formalities. And damn those ppl! they made me wait for 20 mins beofe i was given the injection. And in the middle of everything, I started retching. I felt like I was dying. eve the doc was scared... and suddenly i heard a cry. COldnt believe he was here. I asked if it was a girl or a boy and they said its a boy...I knew it from the begining. then i asked if i could see him and they brought hm to me, and i actually said in surprise "he is cute" yeah i am shallow.... then as they tok him away i shouted to ask his weight! and they said 2.5 kgs . I know thas low but we were worried he might not even tuch ths much. I had just gained 9kgs thru the pregnancy and lost 2 kgs in the last 2 qweeks. So i was very happy... was in the hopital for 5 days. My god, post pregnancy was so tough. Felt so helpless, as mom-in-law just took over Dan. I was unable tyo feed him for days and tht didnt help. But by the time i was back home i had taken control and by day 12, i was back in action.

Hey peeps, i have a pdf of Dans pics, if u want why dont u send me your email ID? my ID is chhandita@gmail.com.

start work from monday. WIll be working as an editorial consultant from home - 25 hours a week.