I Love Monday

Ugadi was on a Friday and I should have been ecstatic considering I would get a long week end. Despite this, I looking forward to Monday to be back at office?
When you are done with this blog, you will understand why I look forward to Mondays :p


I woke early morning to clean the kitchen boil milk. Soon all other stakeholders woke up one-by-one. The early bird in our house is my son. He is our alarm clock. Wakes up before the cock shouts cock-a-doodle doo... as in 5.30 or 5.45 a.m. He walks into the living room, switches on the TV to watch Pogo or Cartoon Network. Next in line is my 1.5 years old daughter. She starts her day either waking me up by dearly shouting "amma" and putting her head on my face OR wail aloud if I am not by her side...


I made bournvita for my son and daughter. Helped my daughter drink her cup. By this time, my FIL woke up. I mixed a protin mix in a glass of milk and gave it to him along with a box of biscuits. Then I made a cup of tea for myself... Having drinking the morning dose... I went to the kitchen to start breakfast.


Prepared Rava Dosa batter along with chutney. My husband woke up. He sat down with the morning daily while asking me to hand him a glass of milk. I did that.
Both my baby sitters are on leave today. Which means, I am going to be the cook, maid, baby sitter, mother, wife and DIL - all bundled into one - a humongous responsibility in all.
Made dosa for everyone, fed my daughter. Cleaned the utensils (including yesterdays leftover). Put the garbage out. Hurriedly had my breakfast refusing my husband's offer to prepare more dosas... Made coffee for everyone.

It was 10.30 a.m. already. My daughter was feeling sleepy. So, gave her a bath, fed her milk. Rocked her to sleep. Took my bath. The clock now showed 11.15 a.m. Chopped vegetables and kept the cooker for lunch. My daughter woke up as my son screamed at the top of his voice ... admonished my son and hurriedly ran to rock her to sleep. I needed that time to prepare lunch... made cabbage palya, rasam, raw mango rice. Amidst this, my FIL put his request for holige. I started preparing batter to make puran polis.

12.30, my daughter woke up. I consoled her, changed her nappy and brought her out of the room. Gave her few toys to play with and continued with my cooking. By the time I was done frying the puran polis, it was 1.30. We had lunch. By then our tenant sent some delicacies they had prepared for the festival. The plate included puran polis. My FIL promptly took a poli from that plate... I felt sad that despite so much effort, he chose to have those polis over mine. My husband admonished him for this.

After lunch, I cleaned up with some help from my husband. It was 2.45 by this time. My husband went to take his noon nap. I played with my son and daughter for half hour. Boiled milk and fed my daughter. At 3.30, I started rocking her to sleep. For the next 1 hour...that was what I did... and to my dismay and anger, she slept at 4.30 and woke up at 4.40. I wasted 1 hour for her 10 mins sleep.


My feet and back were aching by this time. I did not have patience to rock her to sleep again. So, just left it at that. My husband suggested we should go to the park with the kids for some fresh air. Agreed as I too wanted a change. By the time we got dressed, we got a call that my FIL's elder had expired. He was 93 yrs old but still fit and fine. So, we dropped a wailing and disappointed son at my mother's house and rushed to Malleshwaram 18th cross to pay condolence to the departed's family members. Stayed there until 7.30 p.m.

My husband dropped us back home and he went back to Malleshwaram to help out with the final arrangements. I did not have the energy to prepare chapatis as is the routine. We made use of whatever was leftover from the morning. I again fed my daughter and had my dinner. By the time I crashed on the bed... all the muscles in my body were giving chorus to a painful song :(

Now you know why I love Mondays ....