One year one month and four weeks.

This apparently is the last weekend of our stay in London ..sometime next week we are shifting back to India. Hubby's project got over in December..his company is trying to rope him in a new project but with the sluggish, teeming job market....looks more like it's pack-up time.

So am I happy about it...not at all...reminds me of the time almost four year back when I moved to London..was I happy then? No...then I didn't want to leave India for so many reasons and now again I don't wanna go back as yet for so many different reasons.

At the moment, am hooked to the London that looked so dull and boring back then..

Daddy's Little SuperStar !

At this moment there's no choice ...but still if it were a choice I keep thinking which is the right place to bring up my baby in.. India or UK ? Friends and family ask us if we would be settling in UK..we always say no , we would ultimately settle in India...but now when it's time to go back there's this air of disillusionment around. Hubby however is quite happy to go back.

Childhood bliss , wrapped in ignorance...these things make no difference to my sweetie-pie. As of now he's enjoying his dad's company during the day as well as night. When my baby was just days old...he was happy to sleep by himself  in his Moses basket...gradually when he started turning more fussy at nights..he started sleeping next to me on my bed....I didn't want to put him in a separate cot then....he was too young for that I thought.

sleeping tight in his basket....one month old!

 Experience says it was not such a good decision. Around four months old, he would sleep through the night well but as he turned seven months and more he would wake up every two - three hours and couldn't fall back to sleep on his own...eventually led the habit of comfort sucking at nights. Now that he's a year old I wanna stop nursing him ... which makes breaking out of this sleep pattern all the more essential. For the past one month he's been sleeping next to his father and thankfully things are shaping up better now..he still wakes up but far less and is out of the habit of comfort sucking.
It was a welcome break for me...Last when I slept for more than three hours at a stretch was in my second semester...I see coal mines under my eyes now !!!

This week was also hubby's B'day..his first one with baby, last year we were in India and he was by himself. Wanted to make this one a bit special so baked a cake for him and had some friends over...time for some Champagne popping!

Chocolate Cake and Champagne

Baby also had a good time ..he's not scared of people any more and has started enjoying get-together much more than he used to before. He is past the age of fear of strangers. However he still doesn't like if someone else tries to carry him in their arms.