Thursday, March 15, 2012

Life as Charlie Chaplin

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I sometimes think that if someone fixed CCTV in my house, they'd get the feel of watching one of those black and white Charlie Chaplin movies. You know, the ones where he's whizzing around jerkily doing a hundred things within a minute. That's right, folks. My mum left on Sunday and we've been on our own since then. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, and of course, taking care of GBM who is increasingly doing her best to make my belief in karma stronger. 

I don't think I'm going to have the time to write my lazy blog essays any more. I'm going to quickly  put up many snapshots onscreen like Times Now and talk fast Arnab Goswami.

So here goes:

GBM wants to flip over and sleep on her tummy these days. Only, she hasn't yet figured out how to put her head down once she's flipped. So she acts like a blind puppy and start wailing till we flip her back. And then of course, she will go back to doing exactly the same thing again. 

5.30 AM- I give up on trying to sleep again and begin the day. 

I put one load of clothes for washing.

I make tea.

I make chutney.

I cook vegetables.

I soak the rice.

I knead the dough for chappatis (for dinner- see, how mega prepared we are!).

I boil milk and put off one spoon curd for...err, making more curd.

I boil eggs.

I cut vegetables for tomorrow's lunch (applause).

GBM is up. I feed her.

M cleans the wash basin, soap dabbas, buckets etc.

We put GBM on the mat. She flips over and is all smiley.

M and I are delighted with her smiles....and then we notice she's happy because she's taken a big dump all over the mat. 

M cleans the mat. 

We clean GBM together.

I clean the dirty clothes.

M oils GBM.

I bathe GBM.

M dresses GBM.

I feed GBM.

I clean GBM's gums. 

M makes dosas.


We take turns looking after GBM and eat breakfast.

I fold up yesterday's laundry.

I hang up the newly washed clothes. 


In between, of course, GBM has done susu a hundred times and we've cleaned her bum responsibly.


M soaks dal for tomorrow's lunch sambar which he will make tonight. He's also in charge of making today's dinner.


The time is 10 AM. M leaves for office. 

I collapse on my beanbag (M's gift for my 26th birthday....could not have come at a better time).

There is peace.

For a while, anyway. 


20 comments:

Anonymous said...

My idea of 'Bliss' :)

-Uncle OT

smartassbride said...

*gulp*

im living at my parents' now. the thought of handling the offspring on our own - like they say in the gladiator movie, "but not yet. not yet"(but the day will be here soon and will read the post again for some alpa sandhosham)

Say Cheese said...

That's a lot of tiresome work seriously.

Anonymous said...

Begining to see yourself as a soul with a body rather than a body with a soul? well, the world is suddener than we fancy it.
How many breaths you took during Charlie Chaplin acts and how many moments GBM took your breath away--karma indeed!

Sachita said...

It looks like parenthood is nature's revenge against our laziness.

PS: felt suddenly guilty about my wake up time.

scribblehappy said...

That's a lot of work. Been there, done that, and the waking up at unearthly hours is indeed the worst part. Just hang on there, GB. Things will get better as GBM grows older, take this from someone who was in the thick of it all not too long ago. Meanwhile, enjoy the gurgles and smiles--they make it more than worthwhile, don't they?

Ramya said...

Phew! I'm tired just from reading this.

dipali said...

You guys sound most zenful!!!!
Enjoy GBM- I'm sure she's enjoying you two thoroughly!

Chandrima said...

Your blog space might end if you start listing all the jobs after becoming a parent!

Whiterays said...

Your routine multipled twice somewhat resembles my average day. I have a bouncy 4 year old and a 7 month old (who has mastered rolling over and now thinks its cool to crawl all over the place) plus a career that is slowly being renegaded into a mere job. I wish I had fancy accessories like nannies and cooks to help me through but I don't.

Yes, been a lurker here for some time but your post simply made the tired-overworked-mother of 2 to come out and say "Hey, lucky you" ;)

Vini said...

There is peace . . . only until the next feed or pee or poop. Yes, my darling daughter, Juno, is here. Arrived after a leap year day labour scare on the 1st of March at 1:30 AM :)

Details over email or blog when I have some time (ha!)

Vini said...

There is peace . . . only until the next feed or pee or poop. Yes, my darling daughter, Juno, is here. Arrived after a leap year day labour scare on the 1st of March at 1:30 AM :)

Details over email or blog when I have some time (ha!)

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