So is their mom, so it’s okay 😃
So is their mom, so it’s okay 😃
* Dad got promoted at work. He is now an Assistant General Manager. It’s very nice to see that despite having less than two years of service time left for him, his bosses have given him the promotion. Dad got the interview call when he was here with us. All his colleagues wanted to him to fly back to Hyderabad immediately and give the interview. But my dad decided not to leave because he wanted to be with Abhi and Achu. After he went to Hyderabad after 2 months, his bosses decided to reschedule the interview and dad made it. He so deserves it.
* Dad leaving for Hyderabad was very tough on mom. Firstly, the weather was getting worse so she was trapped inside with no exercise. Secondly, she was worried about her diabetic levels going high for the lack of exercise and thirdly, she worried about how dad was going to manage alone without her. Add to all these, she didnt have anyone who would convincingly tell her that she is going to be fine on her health aspect.
* The day my dad left for Hyderabad, we all looked fine. We all went down to the parking lot and mom started crying and dad’s eyes were wet. Before I knew, I was crying too.
* No matter how busy dad was or no matter how tired mom was, they would always make time to talk on phone. Dad calls first, mom answers, tells him she would call back from our phone, hang up, call and then talk. I tell mom to disconnect dad’s call and just call back. But dad insists that mom take his call and tell him that she will call back. Mom also insists that she take Dad’s call and tell him she will call back.
* We schedule a skype video call sometimes and after dad is done seeing the babies, we leave mom and dad alone ( 🙂 ) and they talk like they are cool and have no complaints.
* Murali and I asked mom to stay for couple of more weeks. But, thanks to the bad weather Mom wanted to leave. If I had really forced her, she would have stayed back for Abhi and Achu, but I didn’t. I never wanted keep her away from her life in Hyderabad where she is more comfortable and happy.
* And you know what happened next. I was going back and forth on should I go to India or stay here and try manage the twins… etc. etc. One day, Dad suggested that I stay here until end of March, continue working. Around March end, Dad will come pick me up and we four will go the Hyderabad and stay until July for the kid’s birthdays. Murali will join us in July and we all fly back. Hmm, Not that this option didn’t cross my mind before, but there is something about dad suggesting it. So I agreed without thinking anymore.
* Time for mom to fly back to her favorite place on the planet was fast approaching, I thought after mom leaves, I would freak out about either how to take care of twins or about how she was going to manage the travel all by herself.
* There was also another issue with mom leaving. You see, from my last 2-3 flights from Seattle, I have developed a habit of crying in the airport. More like sobbing. I am pretty sure Seattle airport people had me tagged. Back in 2009, my best friend P came to Seattle on a business trip. I was in California then. So Murali and I came here, we had such a wonderful trip that when I got back to the airport to go home, I was sobbing thinking of leaving my best friend. I remember, everyone in the security line telling me ‘Don’t cry. You will see them again’ etc. Just couldn’t control myself. The next time, in 2010, when I was leaving for my India trip, I did more than sobbing, this time, over the half-a-dozen things going terribly wrong with my life and my travel. So, counting down to the day mom was supposed to leave, one thing I strongly had on my mind was to – Not cry.
* The D-Day arrived even if I didn’t want it to. We all went to airport. check-in, security done. Mom left, crying a bit. I didn’t. Put on a brave face. Looks like all that I told myself to not cry worked.
* After we came home, I realized that I was neither worrying about mom’s solo travel nor about how I will manage the twins. I cried realizing how empty the house looked, how lonely I felt. Another thing that shockingly struck me is how Achu would react. As she sends most of her time with mom, will she know mom is gone? How will she take it?
* It’s been less than a week mom left. I won’t say things are fine. Neither that they are bad. Fortunately, Achu didn’t react much. I wanted to show her mom’s photo so that she won’t forget mom. But I didn’t.
* Mom is back at her home. I don’t know how Mom n Dad reacted seeing each other after a gap of 4 months. They never stayed away from each other for that long in many many years. I feel bad that I made them, but also happy that whatever time they spent away, mom was happy to have spent it with Abhi and Achu; Dad (as he claims it) happy to finally have a break from mom – where he can eat/cook whatever he wanted and be like whatever he wanted (in mom’s words – bored :)).
Hey Hero…Yeah..You Murali…So I got your christmas present. Thanks for the perfume. I have not used it yet; only because some part of me feels guilty about not getting you anything (Another possible reason could be that I don’t have time/energy to apply any moisturizer, so not sure when I will get a occassion to use the perfume, but I will get there..). Seriously, its been more than a year that I gave you a real gift (iPad last december…we returned it in favor of Surface..but its still counted as a gift, after all I had the thought to gift you), so, I am going to play the twin card again and tell you that you already received the best gift of your life for christmas. Only christmas arrived early for us…way too early.
However, I realized I could give you a very unique gift. Tell you few things I like about you. I know. I know. Dont raise your eyebrows. I haven’t done this in a long long time. I know that 10 minutes of time I get to spend, I use half of the time to remind you of pending things and other half on some kind of lecture. So, cherish this. It’s not going to happen again anytime soon. 🙂
Btw, If you would like to frame this one, I can sign it in person for you. 🙂
* I wanted to learn yoga, you enrolled me in a yoga class. I wanted to bike, you brought me a bike. You constantly remind me of the things I tell you I want to do. You do know what I want to and you do try to get me those. (I know that what-I-want list is long)
* How much we both love to do road trips or walk or hike. Each weekend we step out, spend time outside. You like spending time outside the home, as much as I do.
* In the last year or so, you started celebrating our little moments of pregnancy, even moving to a new place. My favorite being a welcome sign for “Baby A, Baby B, Chinnu C from Daddy D”. Thanks for those. 🙂
* Speaking of pregnancy time, how can I ever forget how much work you did for us. You literally filled my bag with boxes of tasty lunches and snacks. No wonder you lost weight when I was gaining 🙂
* You take me shopping. I can’t think of many occasions after our marriage that I went shopping without you. You always take me shopping.
* You put up with my RLS symptoms. Kudos to you for that.
* You are very creative and artistic. The guitar you play once in a while, I love it. Wish you would do it more often. Also, love the little stories you tell Abhi and Achu. Yes, when Sharkey goes Pooofffffff…Abhi is not the only one laughing out loud. You spent so much time in decorating our bedroom, making Abhi and Achu’s real names with blue and pink ribbon papers before we all arrived from the hospital. With the endless staring of their names on the wall, you know how much Abhi and Achu loved it.
* You always saw my career as important as yours. You are a very very supportive husband when it comes to that.
* Most important of all, you know I hate cooking. Most important than that, you made your peace with it. 🙂 Thanks a ton for not expecting me to dish out anything edible.
Now, now..don’t be all happies. You know the other kind of list I can make is really long too…..but for now…Happy New Year… May you always get me nice gifts..May I always get to praise you this way 🙂 …
Here is to a Very Very Happy 2013 🙂 …