Meeting the Nephew

I discovered it is so easy to forget.
Forget that you once were expertly handling a baby, no, 2 babies who were much smaller and lighter when they were born just a little more than 4 years ago. It is also so easy to forget that new borns are so tiny that even the smallest of clothes seem to be big on them.

I discovered it is so easy to get used to handling the infant within a short space of time. So much so that you begin to move from task to task seamlessly- change nappies, wash bum, stuff in the bottle, make the baby sleep, sing lullabies- yes the same 4.5 year old movie songs and then switch to more recent, relevant songs like Iban batuta, Mudi mudi mudi.

I discovered that it is extremely natural to start missing the new baby as soon as one is back to home base. And your own children seem to be heavier and larger than you ever thought.

I never thought in my wildest dream that it is possible for me to love a baby that has not come from me. As they say, babies are complicated. They make people respond in unexplicible ways.

I made a short lightening trip to Patna from Kolkata (official) just to see the precious baby. And so did the Mamu. And here are some of the photos that captures my moments with the baby.

Presenting the little Donut with the proud Mamma and Mamu

The one in which Donut looks so much like Ojas- they have the same expression when they cry

The one in which he giggles like Tejas

with proud Mausi (that's me) and Nani who seems to think I cannot handle Donut at all and snatches him everytime he cries in my lap
with Nana who believes that the Sun shines out of Donut's BumWith Badi Nani and Mami Nani

With Bade Nana

With the favourite Mamis- who expertly check the diaper

We all thought that lazy Mamu was very keen to play with Donut- but no, he seems to be more keen to catch on his sleep