It’s all in the Genes!!! But Whose???

Now that I have another 60 odd days to go, the curiosity is kind of killing. The discussions are often on the lines of whose genes is the baby going to inherit…Will he take after my side of the family or my husbands? And then we end up discussing all the eccentric behavior in the family that we dread!


Will he be a book worm like me who can lick up pages and finish a novel in two days back to back or be a sports enthusiastic person like my husband who is passionate about each and every game and knows the intricacies about all kind of sporting events where I draw a total blank on that front…

Will he inherit the walk of my father which is a peculiar trait in my brother and nephew or my mother’s emotional quotient that has been passed in wholesale to me and my sister? My sister feels that my nephew is a reincarnation of my brother with the same traits and behaviors and reactions. If I have a son will he also be like my brother…I sure do dread that, although my brother, no wonder feels really proud of all the similarities that we keep drawing up!

Will he have my husband’s eyes with dark and deep eyelashes or will he be round egg-faced like me with a parrot nose? Will he have black hair or brown hair? Whose features will he take after?

Will he have a sweet-tooth like me or have an allergy to everything sweet like my husband. My explanation to this is; marrying me has filled my husband’s life with so much sweetness that he fondly calls me “honey”, & now he doesn’t have space for anything else sweeter than me….no one agrees to this, but its just plain pleasing to my ears!

Will he be a genius with numbers like my husband who can calculate the rate of interest on things in seconds, or run to the calculator for the simplest maths numerical like me or will he be a language lover like me who enjoys writing about everything under the sky?

Will he be into romantic mushy movies and love stories or is he going to enjoy more of the gory stuff on TV? I scream and climb over the bed at the sight of a cockroach with tears rolling down my eyes, wonder how will he react to his mother’s antics? Or since its going to have both sets of genes, I hope he enjoys the dumb comedy movies that for a change we both love seeing!!!

Well whoever he takes after, atleast we know that the eccentric behavior runs in the family and now he is part of the same gene pool. We can keep reassuring each other that this unique creation is a result of our combined weird genes!

All about Kicks & Hiccups!!!

I think my baby has outgrown the space in my tummy…there is so much moving around as if it’s in a constant whirlpool. I am constantly being punched and kicked. At times there are these little protrusions on my belly surface which looks like a small knee being popped out or bums being pushed out to accommodate oneself! Everytime I push it back in…it resurfaces on the other side! And this has become a fun game for me!


My baby responds to all these gentle pushes and kicks back acknowledging my presence... He is most active in night, when it’s in full swing with its thrust’s & kick’s. It seems he is doing his practice run for a football game, just before the actual game begins.

Even during the recent IPL, to my husbands utter delight, my little one would kick around to glory everytime Mumbai India’s would be batting and specially when the little master Sachin Tendulkar was on field, a mutual respect and adoration being shared by my husband and kid! If I turned around to doze off, I was coaxed to watch the TV, because my baby was missing out on the action on account of my sleep patterns!

This little kid seems to be either zorbing around in my tummy or swinging golf clubs ‘cos I can constantly feel these minuscule & infinite fluttery vibrations all over! It’s like my whole tummy is a washing machine that’s running its full cycle. It ends at night when I sleep with the final spin function in motion!

3 Beautiful Years Together!!!

We celebrated our third anniversary... although it feels great to know that we have spent so much time together, it also feels great knowing that from next year things would be different.


It’s no longer going to be the two of us as a couple but we would do things as a family. Celebrations would not longer be a date for the two of us but what our children have planned for us…I am really looking forward to all those sweet greeting cards made for mommy and daddy…

The years together from now onwards would be so different because now our priorities would shift from each to other to our baby!! Its said having a child is like having a piece of your heart walking around…you are so venerable at all times…its no longer about us…its about their happiness and well being…

At times, my husband and I wonder how we will cope and what kind of parents we would be, who would be the stricter one, who would entertain all their whims and fancy, who would simply give in to all their demands…it feels so strange just thinking about all this…

Like all parents we also dream about our baby and how will he/she react to things, situations and circumstances…who’s genes will he inherit...who will he/she look like…I simply cant wait to know all these things…

We are so looking forward to our little angel that these two months wait seems sooo long!!!