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Another new year is just another day....

Another day of you sleeping to the glory in the morning when I can't sleep
And me watching and soaking in all your beauty and innocence.

Another day of you achieving your toddler monster mission of taking this house down,
And me slogging behind with my lazy mommy mind and tired mommy feet.

Another day of you spitting that morsel loaded with ghee and made with all I knew,
And me gobbling all the remaining food up ignoring my bulging tummy.

Another day of you running around to fight my attempts to put some oil in your head,
And me worrying that I didn't have the good hair genes to pass on to you.

Another day of you looking at me with those petrified eyes when I try to bathe you,
And me wondering if I am being hard on you if I wash that dirt ridden face of yours

Another day of you sucking, biting and dangling from these mounds of flesh nurturing you,
And me chalking out a strategy to wean you and failing at it every single day.

Another day of you getting all excited and dancing when someone rings the doorbell,
And me knowing that it is either maid or watchman or your father.

Another day of you pretending to go out to buy some GOBHI with a bag in your hand,
And me thinking about food that fulfills your nutritious need and satiates your taste buds.

Another day of you coaxing and pleading and trying to pull me out of the home,
And me panicking as you won't want to be carried or to hold my hand on road.

Another day of you squealing with joy when you see a flower or the moon or even a pebble,
And me wondering how every little thing brings that eureka moment for you.

Another day of you pushing me on my wit's end with this new power struggle of us,
And me putting my foot down and fearing if it is the right way to bargain a likely solution.

Another day of you singing, shouting, blabbering, talking in sleep, running, jumping, climbing, rolling, pretending and being you...
And me looking at you with my proud and moist eyes and being elated to know this 'filmy maa' inside me...

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