More like the making of unda, coz she went there a teeny lil baby and came back the unda.
We’re doing photo post. Coz there is so much to say otherwise. Pumpkin’s India trip was all it was expected to be and some more. She was indeed quite the princess, with grandparents chitta chittappan cheriyachan et al swooning at her fingertips. She didn’t even seem to mind the heat so much. Despite nearly getting roasted in it a couple of times. And she happily lapped up all the attention and pampering she got, having suffered much neglect at the mother’s hand between the grandmother’s departure and our own trip to India.
Unda with chitta. I’ll never ever forget this moment. Walking out the Nedumbassery airport with pumpkin in hand. Towards her chitta muthassan and ammumma. Pretty high on my list of life-moments. Next perhaps to giving birth to pumpkin. I’m sure her chitta won’t forget either. I can’t believe how small she looks in this one. And I can’t believe I’m already saying that! They do grow up pretty fast.
Here’s pumpkin on her first outing since getting to Kerala. To a farm. On a 35 degree day I guess. (isn’t it hilarious, how the pilot says..the temperature is a pleasant 30 degrees. or something outrageous like that. When you land in Kerala. (yes, we’re doing NRI type talk already, we’re up-to-date like that)).Sporting her ‘I’m done posing for pics on top of a hillock at 3 in the evening, can we all please turn around and go back already’ look. Notice her chittappan sneaking into the pic.
(this post is continuing where we left off, but when Igi is now 16 months old, so forgive lapses in memory)
She also completed her half-baked rollover manoeuvre which she’d mastered while in Boulder and also picked up a few other moves. Of course, now that I’m writing this when she’s 16 months old I can tell my last-year’s self to stop gloating at her rapid progression through milestones- coz she would go on to take the longest time mastering the major one, much to the regret of her mom who had to answer a million is_she_walking_yets in the interim. But then again, let’s hold our horses and stay where we are.
Her dad left and Igi and mom stayed back another 6 weeks, and he spent all the time pining for her (and his wife) and swearing he’d never do this another time. We missed him as well, but we were busy back there.
She loved her giraffe, Emil’s gift. So did Appu so we had to rescue it from his mouth a couple of times. (I can say this safely now since we’re 12 months later and her dad won’t prosecute my anymore). But after appu had taken it into the yard another time and God_knows_done_what_to_it we decided the contest should be decided in his favor. Thus goes the story of Igi’s first favorite toy.
She met her youngest aunt (the one eating the giraffe in below picture, not holding her, although she’s pretty young too but she’d be Igi’s grand-aunt by relation)
And oldest grand-uncle.
Was part of her mom’s 30th B’day celebration
She spent a lot of time with her chitta and chittappan. Happily, that story continues to date 🙂
Playing her favorite lift game with Achacha.
Oh, and she had her choroonu (first rice). Despite her dad’s best effort to give her biryani for the first meal, she was forced to settle for the regular choroonu fare at Gurvayur. And if her affinity for food is anything to go by (knock-many-times-on-wood) that wasn’t too bad a start. The choroonu itself went well, but the whole thing in Gvyr is so commercialised. Even before I could intervene Igi was being made to do all these post-choroonu funny poses of praying to the God and sitting up (She wasnt sitting up yet) for the pictures! She looks so terrified in the pics. But we did do the thulabharam that everyone had offered during the preterm saga – with butter for Igi (good thing we did that before she got any bigger) and with plantain for the two of us together. There was also a do at home which was very nice – Igi was in good spirits despite waking up at 2 in the morning and the sadya was nice. Overall good thing.
Her first vishu. She got her first kaineetam too – a 100Rs note that was barely saved from being swallowed.
First computer lessons. From who else but.
Got her ears pierced. Predictably didn’t go down very well with her. Wait till you beg me for more piercings Igg. (Assuming you will ask before you do get them). She was fine soon after though.
She loved her open-air baths. Loves water in general.
Did a quick trip to Achankovil.
Where a thottil was dedicated in her name.
I hope she gets to go back many more times, to experience a vacation at her greatgrandparents’ – best evaar. And also to experience the beautiful little place her grandmom is from.
She used to lounge around in her diapers – total mallu male style. Worked well for the Indian summer.
Had her first real solid meal. This was a good month after her choroonu but I had to fend off a lot of pressure from both sets of grandparents to delay it that long. (I think I did the right thing though).