Watching her get up in the morning is fast becoming my favorite sight to behold. She looks adorable and would just look into your eyes and not react for anything. She loves to start her days slow and then takes it from there. I have started going to office from yesterday and realized that Malaria and Chicken Pox have together squeezed my juices leaving me high and dry.
The most important part was to keep my baby away from possible contamination and with god's grace she has been safe so far. Rinku on the other hand has not been leaving a single stone unturned to keep her baby clean and away from any such possibility. My third marriage anniversary is just 2 days away and I have no plans in my mind yet.
Ridhima has got her first tooth at the lower jaw and she like flaunting it when she smiles. She would chew on things to as if sharpen the already sharp tooth. Yesterday when I came back home she was excited as ever. I was informed by Papa that today has been one such day when she has screamed the most. She has learnt to make sound and she is loving it keeping all of guessing whether it is a happy or a sad sound. I guess they are happy ones as she smiles at the end of it most of the time.
Our repeated attempts to introduce her to solid food has gone in vain. Of all things she has developed a taste for Dal (Lentils) and Mom has been feeding her with it twice a day. She gulps a couple of spoons and thats it. I think, we need to keep exploring about her likes and dislikes so that this transition from liquid food to solid food happens smoothly.
Ridhima has got her first tooth at the lower jaw and she like flaunting it when she smiles. She would chew on things to as if sharpen the already sharp tooth. Yesterday when I came back home she was excited as ever. I was informed by Papa that today has been one such day when she has screamed the most. She has learnt to make sound and she is loving it keeping all of guessing whether it is a happy or a sad sound. I guess they are happy ones as she smiles at the end of it most of the time.
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| Week 32 - Daughter Diary |

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