Today has been another good day. I still can't believe it's two weeks since we arrived in India. Anyone who has been following my blog can probably guess what we did today … we went shopping and swimming!
We had a quiet ish morning, just chilling around the house. We had quite a few potty training incidents today though. Now that Dylan has learnt to take his nappy off himself, even when he has a nappy on we still have 'accidents'. I was changing Abigail's nappy when Dylan came in, having taken his nappy off, and said 'Mummy poo poo'. I thought great he needs to go, so I jumped up and said 'Come on then DJ, on the toilet'. As we started to walk through to the bathroom, he said 'no Mummy, poo poo' and took my hand. He took me to the kitchen where there on the floor … you guessed it … he had already been! I cleaned up the mess and went to get the mop to disinfect the floor. Just as I finished cleaning, I heard DJ say 'oh no'. I went through to the bathroom to find that he had done a wee wee all over the floor! It's my own fault because I hadn't put a new nappy on him straight away. So, I washed him and put a nappy and clothes on him and then cleaned and disinfected the bathroom floor. As I already had the mop out, I thought I may as well mop all the floors in the apartment, especially as the cleaner only comes on weekdays so they hadn't been done since Friday! That ended up taking me ages although it's kind of good that we have floors everywhere and no carpets because it does make it easier to clean up little accidents!
At 1 o'clock we all got in the car and headed to a shop called Spencers. It's a supermarket (probably the best and biggest chain you get in India). We did some food shopping; not a huge shop – just a few bits for the fridge. They have a luxury section which is all just imported items and at imported prices too!! So, it's things like … Robinsons squash, Tabasco sauce, imported meats and cheeses, peanut butter, jams etc. We bought only a couple of things in the luxury section because they were really expensive.
From Spencers we went onto a different mall where there was a TGI Fridays. Before we went in there, DJ went in the big play area that was there … it is much bigger than the other one he always goes to and they had different things so he spent nearly an hour in there. I had a wander around the shops and then we all went to TGIs for dinner (well, a late lunch really). It was about 3.30 p.m by this point and both children were really tired so Dylan started being really naughty and then Abi started screaming! It was completely manic! The food was OK. I was a bit disappointed because I thought I'd ordered a beef burger, but I hadn't – it was a lamb burger.
When we went to leave the restaurant, Penri realised his mobile battery was completely flat! It didn't even have enough charge to turn the phone on to get our driver's phone number. So, there we were standing in the heat on the side of the road outside the mall trying to decide what to do. We ended up going back into TGIs where I asked one of the waiters to put Penri's sim card into his phone so we could get Tyagi's number. It turns out that his number was saved on the phone, not the sim so we couldn't get it. We went back into the mall and looked for a phone shop where we could charge the phone a bit (just enough to turn it on to get the number)!
I was about to give up hope and kept saying to Penri, let's just get an auto rick home and then we can call Tyagi from there and tell him we don't need him any more. Pen said we wouldn't all fit in an auto. So, we kept looking for a phone shop. Eventually Penri found somewhere where they let us charge the phone for a few minutes and we called the driver and came home. We went straight down to the pool and swam for a bit and then by the time we got home, gave the babies showers and got their pyjamas on, it was bed time.
I got Abigail to sleep while Pen put DJ to bed. Just as she went off to sleep and I was laying her down, I saw something scuttle across the floor! OH NO! Another cockroach! This time though, it was dark in the room and he went under the bedside table. When I moved it, he was gone. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! They really creep me out. I'm going to have to ask our cleaner to move all the furniture in my bedroom to try and find him. Just the thought of it somewhere in my room … *shivers down my back*!
Abigail woke up at 1 a.m and I couldn't get her back to sleep. She was happily chatting away and wanting to wake up. At this point, I still hadn't been to bed so I was really ready to go to sleep, but she wasn't having any of it. So, we came on the computer and spoke to Sam on Skype, which was cool. It's weird that it was the early hours of the morning here, but it was only 8.30 in the evening in UK! Anyway, it was really lovely to catch up – thanks Sam!
At about 1.45 I tried again to get Abi to sleep but she was not wanting any sleep at all. She screamed every time I put her down. I tried feeding her, holding her, swaying her, dancing slowly – everything and anything to get her to sleep! Nothing worked! Eventually at 5 a.m after 3 hours of trying, both of us crying, her screaming … she finally went to sleep … for two and a half hours!!! She woke up at 7.30 and woke me up too. Then DJ came in at 8 to join the party! I am SO tired!!!! That'll teach me – in future – go to bed as soon as the kids are in bed!
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Monday, June 28, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
A few things ...
Just a few things I forgot to write about …
I was chatting with Debs yesterday on Skype and I remembered a situation that I was going to write on my blog but had forgotten about. When we went to the FRRO in Gurgaon (on Monday) if you remember it was extremely hot and there were a couple of power cuts and it was not a pleasant day. When we had finished and were told we could go, we were all relieved. We left the office and headed towards the lifts.
We pressed the button for the lift and waited and waited. There was only one lift as guess what … the second lift didn't go to the 3rd floor!!! Anyway, the lift arrived but it was SO packed with people that there was no way we could get in ourselves let alone with the double buggy. So, we pushed the button and waited again. It went up and came back down again, again it was full to the brim so we waited again. The third time it came and the doors opened it was full again. I said to Penri that we were going to be there all day. Both children were getting really upset because of the heat and Dylan started crying asking to go in the lift. So, the next time it stopped and the doors opened, I said to the people inside 'please can some of you use the stairs so we can get the pushchair in the lift?' They all looked at me like I was stupid. I started to lose my patience and both myself and Pen were pointing out that they all had legs and could use the stairs – we didn't have that option because of the pushchair. I wasn't giving up with this because otherwise we never would have got in the lift, so in the end when no-one moved and no-one showed any sign of moving I walked into the lift (I was carrying Abi) and got hold of the front of the pushchair and started dragging it into the lift even though there was actually nowhere for it to go. I said to Pen 'I don't care! I am getting in this lift! All these people could easily walk down the stairs'. One man walked out the lift and I said 'Thank you! At least someone has some common sense and decency!' No-one else was going to budge so Penri said he would walk down the stairs. The trouble was we still hadn't managed to get the pushchair in the lift. I wasn't budging and no-one else was but I stood my ground and eventually a couple of other people got out. They were all speaking to each other in Hindi and laughing (probably saying 'look at this crazy English woman!' but I didn't care!) I will point out here that all the people in the lift were men and there was no reason why any one of them couldn't have taken the stairs. Anyway, I won the lift battle and was just relieved to get out of there!
On a completely different subject … I tried Abi with the baby cereal for the second time yesterday. She still wasn't keen and I only actually managed to get her to eat about 7 or 8 mouthfuls. Will keep persevering with it – it's still all new to her. As we still don't have our belongings from UK, the only place I can put her to feed her is in the front of the pushchair (which is Dylan's seat). He was most upset that she was sitting in his seat! I tried to explain to him why she was there and tried to get him involved in feeding her but he was having none of it. His response to the situation was to go in the bedroom and get Abi's panda bear (which is one of her favourite toys) and he said 'DJ share'. Bless him!
Dylan is doing really well. I am trying with the potty training but not actively trying. I'm just letting him wear pants instead of nappies whenever we're at home. I keep encouraging him to tell me when he needs the toilet and he does this, unfortunately it's normally once he's already done it! We'll get there, I'm not forcing the issue, he's still very young. The main reason for doing it now is the nappies in India don't seem to agree with Dylan and even though I've tried a few different brands, he still keeps getting sore. Anyway, he's happy enough running around in pants and a t-shirt :)
I've had to implement the naughty mat, which is working really well. It's was very difficult initially but now he understands its purpose, 9 times out of 10 he stays on it when he's placed there. I'm happy to say he hasn't been on the naughty mat for two days now which is real progress!! Thank you Supernanny!
Since writing yesterday, my friend Alex has sorted me out a cleaner! I'm so happy! He starts tomorrow and I'm thrilled! He is only going to come for a couple of hours each day (Monday to Friday) but it will help loads to have some help with all the floors and dusting. That's the only problem with living in India, there just seems to be constant dust. I don't suppose it helps that we have four balconies (the dust seems to come in more through the sliding doors even though they're never open).
Anyway, time to go, Dylan has just woken up and he has woken Abigail up too so time to do breakfast, showers, get the kids dressed … morning routine!
I was chatting with Debs yesterday on Skype and I remembered a situation that I was going to write on my blog but had forgotten about. When we went to the FRRO in Gurgaon (on Monday) if you remember it was extremely hot and there were a couple of power cuts and it was not a pleasant day. When we had finished and were told we could go, we were all relieved. We left the office and headed towards the lifts.
We pressed the button for the lift and waited and waited. There was only one lift as guess what … the second lift didn't go to the 3rd floor!!! Anyway, the lift arrived but it was SO packed with people that there was no way we could get in ourselves let alone with the double buggy. So, we pushed the button and waited again. It went up and came back down again, again it was full to the brim so we waited again. The third time it came and the doors opened it was full again. I said to Penri that we were going to be there all day. Both children were getting really upset because of the heat and Dylan started crying asking to go in the lift. So, the next time it stopped and the doors opened, I said to the people inside 'please can some of you use the stairs so we can get the pushchair in the lift?' They all looked at me like I was stupid. I started to lose my patience and both myself and Pen were pointing out that they all had legs and could use the stairs – we didn't have that option because of the pushchair. I wasn't giving up with this because otherwise we never would have got in the lift, so in the end when no-one moved and no-one showed any sign of moving I walked into the lift (I was carrying Abi) and got hold of the front of the pushchair and started dragging it into the lift even though there was actually nowhere for it to go. I said to Pen 'I don't care! I am getting in this lift! All these people could easily walk down the stairs'. One man walked out the lift and I said 'Thank you! At least someone has some common sense and decency!' No-one else was going to budge so Penri said he would walk down the stairs. The trouble was we still hadn't managed to get the pushchair in the lift. I wasn't budging and no-one else was but I stood my ground and eventually a couple of other people got out. They were all speaking to each other in Hindi and laughing (probably saying 'look at this crazy English woman!' but I didn't care!) I will point out here that all the people in the lift were men and there was no reason why any one of them couldn't have taken the stairs. Anyway, I won the lift battle and was just relieved to get out of there!
On a completely different subject … I tried Abi with the baby cereal for the second time yesterday. She still wasn't keen and I only actually managed to get her to eat about 7 or 8 mouthfuls. Will keep persevering with it – it's still all new to her. As we still don't have our belongings from UK, the only place I can put her to feed her is in the front of the pushchair (which is Dylan's seat). He was most upset that she was sitting in his seat! I tried to explain to him why she was there and tried to get him involved in feeding her but he was having none of it. His response to the situation was to go in the bedroom and get Abi's panda bear (which is one of her favourite toys) and he said 'DJ share'. Bless him!
Dylan is doing really well. I am trying with the potty training but not actively trying. I'm just letting him wear pants instead of nappies whenever we're at home. I keep encouraging him to tell me when he needs the toilet and he does this, unfortunately it's normally once he's already done it! We'll get there, I'm not forcing the issue, he's still very young. The main reason for doing it now is the nappies in India don't seem to agree with Dylan and even though I've tried a few different brands, he still keeps getting sore. Anyway, he's happy enough running around in pants and a t-shirt :)
I've had to implement the naughty mat, which is working really well. It's was very difficult initially but now he understands its purpose, 9 times out of 10 he stays on it when he's placed there. I'm happy to say he hasn't been on the naughty mat for two days now which is real progress!! Thank you Supernanny!
Since writing yesterday, my friend Alex has sorted me out a cleaner! I'm so happy! He starts tomorrow and I'm thrilled! He is only going to come for a couple of hours each day (Monday to Friday) but it will help loads to have some help with all the floors and dusting. That's the only problem with living in India, there just seems to be constant dust. I don't suppose it helps that we have four balconies (the dust seems to come in more through the sliding doors even though they're never open).
Anyway, time to go, Dylan has just woken up and he has woken Abigail up too so time to do breakfast, showers, get the kids dressed … morning routine!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Day Three - Wednesday 16th June
This morning we were awake super early again. Dylan woke us all up at 5.30 by coming to my room and telling me he needed a nappy change (that's the polite way of saying what he actually told me lol). I need to start potty training and will do as soon as our cargo arrives and I have a potty for him.
I got up and got the children washed, dressed and fed. Penri went back to sleep as he had to go to work at 11 and he didn't come home until late last night. After breakfast I took the children to the playground. Dylan had a whale of a time playing on the swings and slides and Abigail even went in the baby swing! She seemed to enjoy it! I was quite impressed actually as she was holding herself up in a sitting position in the swing for about 10 minutes and even stayed completely upright when the swing was moving! Clever girl! :)
I took some photos in the playground and then when we got back to the apartment I took photos of the inside as so many people have asked to see where we live. It is still very minimalistic at the moment as we don't have any of our belongings here. On the plus side, it's easier to keep clean and tidy, but on the downside, Dylan is getting bored with the very few toys we brought with us. It won't be long now anyway (I hope!)
Pictures from the playground:
One of the negatives of living in India is the cockroaches! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!!!! I went in the bedroom this afternoon to check on Abi who was sleeping and there was this huge brown ugly cockroach which scuttled under my bed as I came into the room. I RAN to the kitchen to get the sweeping brush and by the time I came back into the room and looked under the bed, he had gone! I went to tell Penri and asked him to come and help me find the roach (I'm itching now as I'm typing this – I hate them!) Pen said to just leave it and he'll turn up again, which he was right about. About an hour later I was putting my washing away when sure enough, the cockroach scuttled across the floor and under my suitcase. This time the brush was to hand so I grabbed it, lifted the suitcase and pushed the cockroach across the floor and then squished him. They're really hardy insects and in the end I literally had to batter him with the brush a few times to kill him! Obviously, me banging a brush on the wooden floor woke poor little Abi up from her nap. Anyway, I was so relieved to have killed the bug as it was playing on my mind and I know I wouldn't have slept well tonight if he was still creeping around my room.
From negative to positive … I had a lovely chat with my friend Debs on Skype this afternoon and we were talking about the whole 'servant' thing. I was telling her about sorting out a driver, maid, cleaner etc when my doorbell rang. It was a guy called Sanjay, who works on our compound and he basically collects your clean washing, takes it away, irons it, wraps it in cellophane and delivers it back to you. For this service, we pay 15 pence per shirt and you get everything back the same day he takes it! Penri's shirts that he brought back yesterday were so well ironed and wrapped in cellophane that they look like new! Impressive or what?!
I was so tired by 7 p.m that once the children went to bed at 8.30, I went straight to sleep too!
I got up and got the children washed, dressed and fed. Penri went back to sleep as he had to go to work at 11 and he didn't come home until late last night. After breakfast I took the children to the playground. Dylan had a whale of a time playing on the swings and slides and Abigail even went in the baby swing! She seemed to enjoy it! I was quite impressed actually as she was holding herself up in a sitting position in the swing for about 10 minutes and even stayed completely upright when the swing was moving! Clever girl! :)
I took some photos in the playground and then when we got back to the apartment I took photos of the inside as so many people have asked to see where we live. It is still very minimalistic at the moment as we don't have any of our belongings here. On the plus side, it's easier to keep clean and tidy, but on the downside, Dylan is getting bored with the very few toys we brought with us. It won't be long now anyway (I hope!)
Pictures from the playground:
One of the negatives of living in India is the cockroaches! Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!!!! I went in the bedroom this afternoon to check on Abi who was sleeping and there was this huge brown ugly cockroach which scuttled under my bed as I came into the room. I RAN to the kitchen to get the sweeping brush and by the time I came back into the room and looked under the bed, he had gone! I went to tell Penri and asked him to come and help me find the roach (I'm itching now as I'm typing this – I hate them!) Pen said to just leave it and he'll turn up again, which he was right about. About an hour later I was putting my washing away when sure enough, the cockroach scuttled across the floor and under my suitcase. This time the brush was to hand so I grabbed it, lifted the suitcase and pushed the cockroach across the floor and then squished him. They're really hardy insects and in the end I literally had to batter him with the brush a few times to kill him! Obviously, me banging a brush on the wooden floor woke poor little Abi up from her nap. Anyway, I was so relieved to have killed the bug as it was playing on my mind and I know I wouldn't have slept well tonight if he was still creeping around my room.
From negative to positive … I had a lovely chat with my friend Debs on Skype this afternoon and we were talking about the whole 'servant' thing. I was telling her about sorting out a driver, maid, cleaner etc when my doorbell rang. It was a guy called Sanjay, who works on our compound and he basically collects your clean washing, takes it away, irons it, wraps it in cellophane and delivers it back to you. For this service, we pay 15 pence per shirt and you get everything back the same day he takes it! Penri's shirts that he brought back yesterday were so well ironed and wrapped in cellophane that they look like new! Impressive or what?!
I was so tired by 7 p.m that once the children went to bed at 8.30, I went straight to sleep too!
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