My name is Aarush ( or in short, you can call me Bitty ) 

and this is my first attempt on a web site. 

Of course, that's pretty understandable considering I am not even one now.

 

You'll have to bear with me as I construct this site because, for the time being, I have to rely on my mom to type and dad to guide. But give me a few weeks and I should pick it up...People think being a baby is easy.  They don't know how difficult it can be to look so cute all the time just to get the deserved attention. You cannot imagine how hard it is to continually retrain your parents and grandparents on what the priorities really are, and then having to reward them with the silly smile they love.

 

Birth Story

 

Although I was due on October 21, 2010, I decided to make an early entry into the world. So, I blessed your planet by landing up in it on October 9, 2010 at Kommineni Nursing Home in Tenali, India. So...I was born on October 9,2010 at 9:47 a.m. It was a bright sunny morning and I decided to make my entry a fairly short event. My mom says, the morning sun gave her the most precious gift, which is me!. I weighed in at 3.2 kgs.At birth, I had dense straight black hair. The colour of my eyes were brownish black. And I had wheatish complexion with no birthmarks at the time of my birth.

 

The first few moments

 

At around 9:47 AM on 9th october,2010, I let the doctor touch me and I was “officially born”. The doctor (Dr.Jagadeeswari) was a aged women, so I decided not to give her too much of a trouble. She was already scared of me, as I had kicked her umpteen times during my mom's regular medical check ups in her last trimester. Technically, she was the first person I saw after I was born. Well, I saw my mom too but she was drugged pretty much, and she was not able to see me. The first family members who saw me were my grandmom, my grandpa,my aunty,my mother's grandmom, my mother's grandpa and of course my poor dad. Nurse gave me to my mother's grandma.Apparently, I let out a high-pitched wail when the nurse brought me to them. I had to do that, because my grandma had removed my towel when the nurse brought me to them, and I don’t like such treatment from others.

I did manage to relax for the few days I spent in the hospital, despite my tough schedule of feeding, bathing and being visited by relatives

 

The first evening

 

Guess what – on the first evening, relatives came to meet me. I was bored by then, so I decided to sleep all through their visiting hours. Just to oblige them a bit, I wailed a bit once so they could get a feel of my “attitude” (I have loads of it already….). I puked a drop too, since the lunch had been good and heavy.

 

At night

 

Late in the evening, I opened my eyes. My dad was waiting for me to wake up, so that was the first official family reunion. I looked at my mom first with one eye – you see, opening two eyes at the same time to 

see the same thing is too much of an effort and redundant of course. I liked what I saw of my mom, so I opened two eyes to see her better. I saw my dad standing too, and I looked around the room too.

 

After the hospital…… 

 

Life was really cool in the hospital with so many nurses around me all the time. I spent the first seven days with lot of family relatives visit's

 

My first home

 

My first home is actually my grandmom's home, where I stay with my mom, my grandparents and my naughty cousin-sister(juicy). Dad comes visiting me twice a month and spends few days with me, as his office is in Bangalore.Since my mom has been adviced bed-rest and I require more care as I was just born few days back.

 

In my first home, I am the boss. Whenever I make a little sound, everyone rushes to attend me. It is really fun to see the adults dancing to my tune. 

 

The first day at home was hectic. The moment I got down from the car, I was mobbed by the neighbours and relatives. Like other celebrities I was annoyed and decided to ignore them. So, I called my Chief Security Officer (my mom) with a loud wail and she brought me out. 

 

I spent the afternoon with some really cool people. He is my moms uncle. I like him a lot, because he has real cool bike (that is what I like most about him). He promised me that he would take me for a joy ride. 

 

My first few days at home

 

 My day starts at 4:30 AM in the morning and I try to play with my mom. I get bored when I find her trying to feed me with sleepy eyes in stead of playing with me. So, I have to play alone throwing my hands and legs in all directions. 

 

At around 7:30 AM my grandmom comes and takes me for a stroll. By 9:00 AM I get so tired that I have to take a break. So, I drink milk and catch a nap.

 

 11:30 AM is my bath time. Initially I did not like it at all. Later I found it is not that bad. Now I really enjoy the great bath. 

 

I appointed my grandmom as my hairdresser and I prefer her experienced hands to hold me during the bath rather than my mom holding.I really love when she shampoos my hair. After the bath she tries out a new hairstyle everyday. I never prefer to keep my hair in my mom's hands. Everyday I try out a new dress. It is a headache for mom to choose the dress from my huge wardrobe.

 

I sleep for few hours after my bath. Afternoon is the aerobics time. I entertain my grandmom, my mom and the relatives and neighbours who come to see me with my expertise in aerobics. Of course they have to pay for the show as nothing comes free in this material world. Usually I accept only toys, dresses and other interesting accessories from them.  

 I have changed my mom's evening schedule after my arrival. I never give her a single chance to catch her favorite TV show. Dad thanks me for that, since he will be the sole owner of the TV remote from now on. BTW, I don't object if my Dad switches on any sports channel. I also try to catch few glances of the exciting worldcup matches (I think these are superb).

 

 

 

 

 

 

Though I am a morning child, I love nights too. I don't like wasting even a minute sleeping in the night. Calm, silent nights act as a stimulant for me. It really triggers my adrenaline when I found everyone around wants a break from me after 12:30 AM. And I believe "Mom's Lap" is the best night club in the town to spend the night. There I drink, I play, I scream and kill time. I object loudly whenever my Chief Security Officer (mom, of course) tries to take me off from her lap.

 

Around 1:00 AM in the morning I am exhausted and so is my Chief Security Officer. So both of us go to sleep for three hours.

 

Like all celebrities, that's my hectic night life.

 

My first outings

 

Officially my first visit outside home was to visit my pediatrician with dad and grand mom. I know you will say that is not the best place to go for an outing, but I couldn’t help – I had to go to get a few shots. Don’t ask me too much about how the trip was – I slept almost entirely through. Later my grandmom told me that my first outing was eventful In deed, The car's AC stopped working far away from the doctor's place. That was the hottest day of 2010 in Tenali and the time was 11:30 AM. Now you can imagine how the trip was for all of us!

 

My first sounds

 

Well, what appear as sounds to you are actually my words but to the uninitiated, they appear like sounds. I call my mom “Amma” . When I get hungry, I cry saying "Ungaa".

 

My first clothes

 

My aunty brought a couple of shirts for me. My dad had nothing like them ever before, and in his envy he called them “unilateral” shirts. But obviously I didn’t let him wear my stuff – they were really cool. Somewhat halfway between a shirt and a trouser, they fitted me perfectly. The pity is, I have outgrown them already, but my mom has kept them for posterity’s sake. Between you and me - I guess she plans to pass them onto her grandchildren without going through the trouble of stitching anything for them.

 

My first gifts

 

I got my first gift from my dad. My dad went to shopping for me the third day I was born. But I got those gifts after coming home. They include a few dresses, some great towels,mosquito net, a bed matress and pillows. I got few more dresses and towels from my grandmom. Some toys from my aunty and my dad. 

 

The first time I rolled back on : 24th Jan 2011

 

After spending few months Tenali,my mom's home town. I moved to bangalore, where my Dad was eagerly waiting for my arrival.

 

At Bangalore:

 

I arrived bangalore on 18th Feb 2011, my dad surprised me with lot of toy's and other baby accessories.Had lot fun with those gifts from my dad. My mom was shocked after seeing the kitchen almost after 1 year, then she screamed by seeing the mess which my dad has done as post-bachelor. It took almost a month for my mom to bring the kitchen to normal shape.

 

Annaprasanna:

 

My dad & mom has decided to celebrate my annaprasana which has to be happened on 6 month 6th day from day I born (i.e on15 March 2011). The venue was  Sai Baba Temple, Nidubrolu.

After puja and abishkams then my mom has layed me on mat keeping book,pen,gold,money,sweet bowl(payasam) and asked me to hold any one of them.

First I caugth money and next pen.

 

 

 

 

First Tonsure:

 

Again in the month of June, I had got to go Tenali again. This time to first tonsure, now venue was at Mopidevi temple its about 50 KM from Tenali.

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My First Birthday:

 

Now its the time to celebrate,

I learned to laugh and squeal, then sit and stand, and I can walk now if you hold my hand. But the fun has only just begun, I'm turning one! and you're a guest of mine.