My little angel

 Hi guys,

This is my first blog!

This is my introduction post.

I am a mother of two kids. Dakshika and Darshan. Dakshika is 5 years old. Darshan just completed 2 years. Every child is special to their mom. So as my cute daughter. Dakshika is not only my daughter. She is a This post is dedicated toprecious gift God has sent me.  This post is dedicated to my guardian angel.

As my husband is fully busy with his office works, and also he is kind of strict, she is very much momma's girl. As soon as she was born, initially it was tough for me to handle things. I need to mention here that I left my i IT job to take care of her. Slowly Things were coming under my control slowly after she completed 2 years. I used to take her to terrace, where we play hide and seek, enjoy watching aeroplane, eating ice creams, etc. Then I started taking her to parks near by, where she enjoys playing with other kids. 

Soon she started to talk well, and I became her best companion. She believed strongly that whatever she wants, I would be there to do it for her. One of our memorable day was our trip to queens land.!!  She still remembers that and longs for one more trip like that. I was not only her mom,also her best friend and her favorite teacher. Whatever I taught she used to learn with keen interest. 

Every thing was going fine until I was conceived for the second time when she was 2.years and 10 months old. I couldn't run behind her like before. I couldn't lift her up. I couldn't take her to park. But I kept talking a lot to her. I started telling stories. I was making her aware about the little baby growing inside me. I used to show her pics from the internet to make her understand. She was excited on knowing that she can play with the baby. She used to tell everyone with full excitement that a small baby is growing inside me. 

Once he was born, it was like our first separation. She was made to sleep away from me. I was full time holding her little brother and I was not able to spend time with her like before.  I couldn't concentrate on her studies. She felt so lonely.  It made me feel bad. . This changed her behavior. She became more adamant and grumpy. I felt I was a bad mom. 

But by God's grace, she gradually became a responsible sister. She started playing with her brother. Thanks to lockdown. We went to our native where her grandparents, uncle and aunt live. She mingled with them and slowly slowly she was back to normal. People were there to help me so that I could also spend some time with her. 

Now that my little boy is 2 years old, a cute bonding has developed been them. She is more like his second mother. She takes care of him when I am not around.  He looks like a mini version of his sister. He wants to do whatever she does. If I kiss her, he comes beside pointing his cheeks to kiss him. If I console her when she is crying, he pretends to cry so that I would console him. Loving this period of time though it's little tough to manage both.