As a kid, Sundays meant playing all day long or family outings. As a college student, Sundays were synonymous with parties. In my job life, Sundays were eagerly awaited to sleep all day long!! I miss those carefree days spent in a messy room, lying on the couch, hugging my favorite cushion all day long. But as they say â âLife comes a full circle.â So did mine because after marriage my Sundays were back to basics – playing basketball. Just that the washing machine was my basket and I rolled the laundry as a ball. Parties were limited to dancing in the kitchen on tunes of the clashing utensils and whistling cooker. And the evenings were spent hugging my lifeline â the quintessential huge grocery bags. But still, I lived with heads high up because âZindagi jhandwa..fir bhi ghamandwa!â
After delivering a baby boy, my health didnât allow me to continue with the job. Friends suggested, âTake rest…Enjoy life.â I wondered what it would be like, to enjoy life as a new mom!!
After 3 months of delivery, my friends started calling up for a catch up over weekends. But I denied them all, every single time. My WhatsApp was flooded with messages from friends saying, âKya yar. Ab toh har day Sunday hai tera!!â How I wished the emojis and gifs could come to life and pop out of my friendâs screen to punch them straight into the face!! But anyways, controlling my angst, I gave a wide-toothed stiff grin.
For a year, I forgot the concept of Sundays. You must have heard or experienced that the moment a mom sits down to enjoy her book or a cup of coffee, the baby wakes up squalling. But my baby was a step ahead. A vague thought would cross my mind, âTo leave all the pending household chores and sit down with a book.â And before my brain could give a thumbs up to this brilliant idea, my baby would poop and pull down the diaper too. #FacePalm. Call it luck, call it fate or call it karma! But I was ready to scratch myself bald when my hubby offered to babysit our son all alone for a Sunday. It was like a âJaa Simran Jaa..jilee apni zindagiâ kinda moment for me.
The wait for that Sunday was getting tougher. On the D day, I dressed to my best self and drove to the parlor before meeting my friends. We had planned dinner at a fancy restaurant. The moment I dug myself into the best seat, my brain heaved a sigh of relief but my heart skipped a beat. A cacophony of voices from my head stirred me up. âHe must have pooped by now. God knows if hubby noticed it. It is already snacks time and I forgot to tell him that he likes his apple diced and not sliced. But yeah I told hubby dearest to feed him milk in the pink sipper, in case of emergency. So he must have offered him that. But Hey, WAIT!! That pink sipper had slipped under the sofa seat and must be conveniently taking a nap there while hubby would be frantically searching for it all over the house. Nevertheless, I have made some idlis too. He would serve him. Hold on..hold onâĶI forgot to tell him that the baby loves idlis with ketchup and not chutney.â
A thousand other thoughts and the phone rang. On the other side, my hubby shouted, âWhere are the wipes?â A few moments later he enquired about the fruits, sipper, etc, etc. And finally, I instructed my parlor wali didi to give me a normal cut and chuck the manicure, pedicure, hair spaâĶblahhâĶblahhâĶ I rushed back home just to find my hubby flipping his hands under the sofa to reach out to the sipper. I pulled it out, sterilized it and handed it over to him. I messaged my friends for not making to the party.
A free fall on the sofa and like any annoyed mom, I started scrolling down the social media pages for a little distraction. Looking at happy vacay pictures of friends, I wondered if the chatpatapan of my life is lost forever. Will I ever live a Sunday again?
I was still lost in thoughts when suddenly I sensed a halo around my head as if I discovered the elixir of life. I asked my husband to take the toddler to the park for rides or to the mall. Baffled, my hubby exclaimed, âI am sorry yar. I wanted you to enjoy your Sunday. Why donât you accompany us too? You will get bored at home.â
âTrust me, the baby will be happiest in the mall and wonât trouble you. And even me in my thoughts! After all you don’t know ways to keep the kids engaged at home.â
After insisting, pushing and poking him 100 times, the father-son duo finally left for the mall. I sprang to the bedroom, changed into my pajamas and hugged the cushion tight for beauty sleep. Everybody around me had been convincing me to enjoy life by moving out for parties, dinners, shopping and solo movies. But believe me, there is nothing more relaxing for a new mom to enjoy her own space, at her own comfort. Since then, my Sundays are spiced up and spent making DIY face packs, gorging on ice cream buckets or simply sleeping on the couch.
As a new mom, I found my heaven in an empty home at my own comfort. 2 years later, am back to dinners and shopping but once in a while, I enjoy the peace of sitting back at home doing nothing!! After all, it is important to give time to yourself and it is equally important to take care of your inner self.Â
Sundays I dont do anything .Atleast thats the plan.Just lazing watching a movie is good habit.
yes.. lazy sundays are the best sundays!! ð
Our lives change completely post motherhood .
Ha ha . I am here and by God full on jhand hai.. I have lost my appetite for makeup, dresses, shoes etc. All I know is diapers and milk. Loved your share dear. Looking forward to hear more. I am with you. It feels really great someone else also feels the way I do.
I thoroughly enjoyed your personal space and could relate to it so much; loved the straight from the heart emotions & the filmy dialogues in between! Cheers to you n your spirit ; we do have to find our safe heaven amidst chaos and keep going coz jeena isi ka naam haið
yes. jeena isi ka naam hai.. but m enjoying every bit of it.. ð
I love Sundays as we wind up our outings, shoppings and movie watchings on Saturdays. Hence Sunday is just to laze around and for getting recharged for the next week. We avoid attending functions on Sundays and we do not throw any parties on Sundays. That’s our right day ð
absolutely.. doing nothing and lazing around in bed is the best sunday I can ever imagine! thank u for ur words. ð
So beautifully written I could relate with almost every sentence. I don’t cook on Sundays. It’s mostly takeouts or dineouts. #Momlife is really difficult and totally uncertain. Thanks for sharing this. #MyFriendAlexa #CloudandSunshineReads
Glad u loved it. thank u so much for your kind words. ð
That’s totally me! During holidays all I do is lying on sofas, eating whatever I get and watching TV or listening songs.
hehe… best kinda sunday! Thanks for reading my blog. ð
Very nicely written!! ð I remember my new mom days too(my oldest is now 18!!) and boy – were they tiring…but it does get better with time!!
u are an experienced parent and if u say that it gets better, i will take your words. Thank u for your kind words. ð
Being a new first time Mom I can relate to everything mentioned in your post.
thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
I also definitely prefer staying at home and lazing around on a sunday as we are constantly on the go and running around throughout the week.
thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
I agree. Sundays are time for leisure and recharging your batteries.
thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
Guess that most moms crave for.. peaceful alone “me time” at home.
yes. Me time is the best time. thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
Haha.. can’t agree more with you. As a new mom, all we want is some peace and comfort.
thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
Such an emotional story :’) many moms would relate to this!
thank u so much. Glad u loved it. ð
Nice post. I liked reading it. While reading the current scene of my home is flashing in front of me as we just became parents this year and our daughter is 6 months ð
aww.. congratulations on becoming new parents.. thank u so much for ur words. glad u loved it. ð
I enjoyed the post but i felt so bad, we women are always meant to be giving it all…
yes.. its always a women who is taking all the brunt.. but times are changing and all for good.
Lol! It seemed you have been repeating my life story. But just the difference is I had to wait for years to enjoy my Sunday.(had 3 kids)
OMG! u are one super mom.. more power to u… ð
ahh… Every single line of this article resonates with me… I am just this right now and consoling myself with this too shall pass ðĪŠ
haha… true. that’s the only solace new moms have. Glad u loved it. thank u so much ð
Sunday is my favorite , when someone used to say study hard on Sunday , i used to say no it’s Sunday , it’s the day of relaxation and refreshment
haha.. thats amazing. thank u so much. glad u loved it. ð
I think mothers don’t have any holidays, even if we go for vacation its not an off for a mother. Very relatable post, I remember my old new mom days.
thank u so much. glad u loved it. ð
I can totally relate with your state, nice post
thank u so much. glad u loved it. ð
Loved your write up .I felt as if you have penned down my story. I am yet to figure out my Sundays with twins.
omg. god bless u dear.. u will soon find ur way.. ð thank u for reading this.
Being a new mom is the challenging phase, I cN feel every word of it and yes nothing beats the relaxing mode all alone some me time
Very true. glad u could relate to it. ð
Your post took me to the time when I had the same emotions and thoughts flitting in my mind. How I envied other friends of mine who posted pics of their vacation or party and how I was entrapped in the world of wipes, diaper and baby powder. The humour entwined within your writing and those dialogues in between give punch to this post. Your post made me nostalgic and happy. Thank You
#readbypreetispanorama
awww… that’s so sweet of u. making a reader resonate is the best thing a writer could do. Thank u for making my day. ð
sunday i finish my pending work. Agree24*7 work time for mothers
very true. Glad u could resonate. ð