Ms. Antara "Pebbles" Hari aka Antu aka Pebs aka Antu the chamtu (sweetheart) is gazing at me right now. She has finished feeding and is being burped by mummy. What a month!
Pebbles: Aa...uhhhh!
She of the grey-brown eyes has M and me wrapped around her tiny fingers. She is dependant on us for pretty much everything and that means we have truly discovered how long 24 hours can be. Also, team Maya&Hari is now a finely tuned unit - we can change a poop-filled diaper for a clean one, after cleaning, powdering, cleaning again cos she pee'd while we cleaned, powdering again and strapping on the Pampers. I use the brand name as I am hoping they pay me for the product insert in my blog. Of course, I hope they pay me with a years supply of diapers.. at Rs.10 a pop, we are running up some serious bills here.
Pebbles: eeeeee..
We got her a subtle (not noisy) rattle but she loves the noisy one. M wanted to get her a classy beige boppy but she loves the bright pink one our friend got her. She kicks furiously at the ball in her little play gym and loves the "How much is the doggy?" tune which comes from the wind-up ducky. No big surprises so far...
She ocassionally gets bored and yanks on her own hair. What follows is a blood-curdling scream from the 2-footer! If that doesnt work, she manages to scrape her own face with her little nails. Crazy stuff..
But what truly gets us going is how much of a 50:50 she is of M and me. She has my face but M's mannerisms. She has my expressions but M's yawn. Her blood group but my feet (photographic proof right here).
She panics at every small noise but flashes a big grin when she is most comfortable or happy. She loves to feel cool, so no blankets for her...
What i love best about our baby is that she is so predictable and yet so surprising, all at once.
Pebbles: Aa - eee!!
