Creative Enfants

Did I feed my kid Formula or BreastMilk? In my journey of motherhood, the first three days were difficult for feeding.  I had given formula for two days. Wish I had known about the kangaroo feeding method which I could have used for getting the golden hours of milk. Kangaroo process-  The baby and mom get ample amount of skin to skin and the baby is held by someone and made him feed. I feed my kid BreastMilk till the age of 2  and a half years. It was worth the journey and the bonding. Research says no other food or milk can give the kid required nutrition other than BreastMilk. Does that mean, the mother who feeds formula is less of the mother? Absolutely No!  The mother who is breastfeeding or formula feeding has the same amount of love for their kid. There might be various reasons why the kid is formula feed- 1. Mother's health 2.Tongue-tie 3. Allergic to milk 4.  Flat nipple 5. Averted nipple and many more. It doesn't make the motherless of the mother. The kid will be formu

Did my kid cry first three months for feeds? Yes! My kid did cry for the first three months. Small babies, infants cry for many reasons. The only thing which makes your journey easier and less tiring is breastfeeding. Your baby will cry for various reasons- 1. if he/she is hungry 2. overtired 3. over stimulated 4. Just needs to be held 5. Needs a little of your warmth, care 6. Colic  And many more reasons the babies cry. The earth is a new place for them, the only thing which is known to them is your voice. Staying in a cushion for 9 months and coming out of it is very exhausting. In a dark place with a vacuum sound, the sound rhythm of your heartbeats is all they have heard. This is the reason when you pick up your baby and keep it close to your heart they calm down immediately. This gesture soothes them. One passing of urine/ potty, empty their stomach. This is what my mom told me. And, they are hungry again. The feed demand is again started. The kid just needs warmth, he will keep f

Yes! The day has arrived; The wait is over. The 9 month of patience, wait, sleepless twist and turns are going to be awarded. 👉  The strecher passes and the operation theatre is ready. 👉 You are being egarly waited by all your loving family members. 👉 The count down has begin. 👉 Here you are with a small little cry.  👉 Yes ! You are here in this world to become our whole world. 👉 You were crying and I was smiling. 👉 I was in pain, still I was smiling and you were crying. 👉 The pain of the stitches were unbearable to go through, still I was smiling forgetting everything. 👉 I was unable to walk, yet I was smiling. 👉  I couldn't cough, sneeze, move around; still I was smiling and you were crying. 👉 I was in so much pain, could not move or even use the toilet alone. Yet here I was touching your small little fingers, watching your yawn.I was still smiling. Motherhood is unending love which you give and get abdunce in back. With a hug, a toothless smile or a toothless smile. W

The three magical words? Am I talking about I love you or something else, confused right. No, I am not talking about I love you. What I am writing today about is the three magical words which are 1. Please 2. Sorry 3. Thank you Do we expect someone to say these words when the situation arises, if yes do we ourself say it. If yes that's wonderful to hear and understand why you would expect the same. Now my question, is do we expect our children to say these words. Yes we do always expect them to say sorry or thank you or please, time and when required. So, how do we teach them to say those words. These words are magical because they convey empathy which is the only thing which connects emotions with other person. Children learn from what they hear, you don't have to teach them. There are so many instances I have had my foot in my mouth, I forget my toddler is listening to what I am saying. He picks up all those wrong words first. I wonder and promise myself to be more aware abou

It’s good news! The pregnancy test stated I am pregnant. Two red lines turned my world upside down. Happiness, tears, and scary moments were there. Loads of questions and panic-filled moments too.  I first made a call to my husband, thank god for technology. I told him to come home; I was expecting. He was on cloud nine! He wanted to dance, celebrate, and shout to the world that he was going to be a dad. Months passed by, and my pregnancy progressed after a few complications. I delivered a healthy happy child. They say you won’t understand the feeling of being a mother unless you become one.  It’s true, I had a c-section. The doctors delivered the baby, they were saying congratulations, you have delivered a healthy child. I was in utter shock, I asked them if it was a boy or a girl. They said it was a boy. I immediately kissed him. Though it never matter ed if the baby was a boy or girl. We both only wanted a healthy baby nothing else. Days passed by since the two little feet ent