Thursday, April 16, 2015

Gentle Little Lolo Shows the Way

Now that my Lolo has become a "little woman", time with her is so much fun. She says funny little things and makes funny little moves, and in my own words, she is so cute! 

I see a gentle side of my daughter as evident in her personality that I have been observing in the last few months. Unlike many other children of her age, Lolo is not at all jealous of other babies her age. She in facts asks me to fondle them while she caresses their cheeks, and even allows me to attend to them. 

Last weekend, we were over a friend's baby shower where I counted 1-10 heads of children below 5 years. It seemed like a zoo :) In such variety, it's evident how your child behaves. Even without being told, if another child asked for a toy in her hand, Lolo amiably gave it to him/ her, irrespective of the taker being elder or younger than her. I watched her like a proud mother and confided that this girl will be a gentle lady one day!

The joy of sharing is an inherent personality that I personally have found immense joys in. As a child, I grew up within limited capacities to share and I was often branded as a stingy person, well within my family itself. With time, as I began to loosen my grip on defiles, I began to enjoy life more in giving what little I had that to this day, I possess nothing so attached for me to fear giving up.

Also, let me narrate you this incident: Last week, I gave lift to two little primary boys from Semtokha to Lungtenphug. Their eloquence in speaking, at this age, impressed the rest of us in the car. The five minutes drive turned out to be conversational. As they jumped off from the car, I gave them Nu. 50 each and some good words to continue their spirit in being active young minds. The minute the car got back on wheels, I sensed a different air that compelled me to turn my head back. And in the rear mirrors, I saw these little boys giving high-five and dancing "balle-balle" in the middle of the road. That made my day and continue to do so :)

Likewise, the art of giving is a gentle gesture of being self-less, I believe! And my girl seems to know the joy so early in life. As her mother, this is a pride I can ride on for long. And my prayers that she thrive on this gentle side, only growing better with each day. Lolo gets me proud and smart for every little thing she does.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

My New Lover

I snuggle close to her, and she crawls closer to me. Together we celebrate 25 months! Lolo, my new lover - such big love between us!

People at a glance awe if I am really a mother and with Lolo tagging beside me, they ask if "she is my daughter, really?" I can't blame if I look younger than my age (Ha-ha...modesty seldom follows the truth) but I tell you, motherhood is what completed me, and will, may be until I wait to join the "grandparent" generation, which is a long way for sometimes. 

My Full Moon of Everyday
Every day is a new blessing when you have a little one for whom miracles are countless. Lolo has come to an age where her mere thought, needless to say her presence is an entertaining smile. I can think of her endless times in a day when I sit in the office or even during meetings and discussions. I think of the funny little things she do, like one last evening when she portrayed how my father spanked her for trying to lick the walls. Isn't she cute?

In the family bed as they say, it's Lolo's "soft soft" hands that I hold when I drift to sleep. Sorry to mention but my Husband's presence has become a minority, much to do with his own busy schedule that I can't find him home when he is needed. Then, Lolo is there to keep us warm for the season. 

Thus, one late evening I wandered back to time when we (I and KP) were just a couple, when I was carrying Lolo, when Lolo was born and to this time when Lolo is the center of our survival. So much has changed - for good and so much has been blessed. May be my Husband also feels the lesser need of my presence just as much as I am OK if Lolo is around. She really is my new lover, my confidante and my best friend.

Oh yes, just a while ago she called asking me to bring her "cakes" when I return home :)

Wednesday, February 4, 2015


Watching the animated movie "Frozen" almost every evening thanks to my little girl (and also the big girls plus my nephew plus myself), I can only hear the tick-tock sound of the clock! Alas, so much time has lapsed since my last update and suddenly Mr. Passu wakes me up with a blogger guilt! (Ha-ha! Passu - you had it guy!).

I am utterly ashamed for the excuse which I always claim is work and family. On a serious note, I am. Let's reiterate a day in my life:

I wake up the call of the winter morning, so compelled to move out of the bed. Every morning, there is only one thought in my mind - how can I pull myself out of bed, out of Lolo's soft paws? Lolo is one excuse why my mornings are late - she is too cute when asleep and I can look at her the entire day with her pouty little lips and tiny weeny nose.

After a hurried prayer, breakfast and make-up, I am out of the house. By then, it is either 9:00 a.m. a little past sometimes but never before than that. I console that I will make up by working over the lunch hour or even after office hours.

The day in the office is one helluva time but I enjoy my work so much so that I find little to complain about, even the when-is-the-lunch-time nostalgia. This comes close to saying why I remain underweight - because the amount of energy I burn in a day is more than what I consume. So, you see my trick is easy to achieve :)

Back home, Lolo intends making up for the time she missed during the day that she is around my neck until she passes out out of tiredness. In between, I get to brush-up for the night, say a little prayer, watch "Desperate Housewives" and honk - until next day. 

OK. So, who is going to pass a judgement to me now? Come on, someone tell me that I am absolutely sane. Too good for a joke but I assure this is the beginning of a now very vibrant update from me.

Until next Tick-Tock and Frozen for tonight, again!