He is here!

V was born on August 22, 2005 at 7.08pm. He is a big baby for his mother’s tiny frame, but he has a charming disposition and a full head of hair. More as we get the time to sit down.

Ammamma Arrives!

Phew! And none to soon. For a while there MTB was convinced that Subabe would beat Ammamma to the finish line. She – Ammamma, that is, had a pleasant flight from India. Air India’s Maharaj served decent vegetarian fare and flew her into the U.S. with nary a delay. DiT picked her up at Newark Airport and within the hour she was fussing over her daughter. Her luggage was mostly filled with stuff for Subabe… quilts, dresses, covers… Among all the stuff in the two heavily laden suitcases, she probably had two or three pieces of her own clothing. There were a few things from Achamma and Achuchan too - a tottel-spring, a few score kutty-kupayyams, some red konakams, and a nice pattu mundu.

Over the last few days MTB has slowed down a great deal. The weight on her back is clearly showing on her face. Her feet are swollen and red and even sleeping in one position for any length of time is difficult. The consensus view in the household is that now that Ammamma has arrived Subabe should not linger back in the tummy much longer. So could you please hurry up and arrive.

A & D's Seemandam

A & D’s Seemandam was a quite and dignified affair. Alright, the Seemandam was for A. Of course, MTB and DiT arrived fashionably late, as they seem to most times these days. A looked radiant (and as comfortable was her impending big day seemed to allow). D was all over the place, directing friends and family to refreshments. MTB and DiT were not entirely sure they would make it to the event, but since MTB felt fine that morning, they decided to go. It was held in the hall of the Bharatiya Temple in Montgomeryville and it was a nice opportunity to call on all the deities. MTB wore her own Seemandam saree for the occasion… Of course, none of the others seemed to fit anyway. It was a nice opportunity to catch up with everyone and score some prizes at the games, now de rigueur at such events. MTB and DiT chatted through lunch and well into tea-time. MTB was feeling quite well enough that they decided to go watch a movie that afternoon. It was a pleasant enough flick, but nothing memorable. After the movie the waddle and the squash drove up to KoP to see M-mama and N-Mami visiting from India. By the end of the evening MTB’s legs looked like blimps and DiT was none too pleased about it. They quarreled on the drive back about spending too many hours outdoors on a hot day, but is anyone listening?