A couple of weeks ago India celebrated Holi. A yearly festival of colors and a celebration of spring. People play with colors all day...powdered colors, squirt guns loaded with color, water balloons filled with color. Wildly throwing, shooting, spreading, and spraying these colors at each other is completely acceptable and totally encouraged. Pure bliss for children. I am just glad we did not celebrate in our house. We celebrated with our neighbors. 11 days later Hudson still has some green in his hair.
Monday, March 19, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
a mom blog...
William just conquered his first 6 months of life. He has been in our family for half a year and I believe that this deserves a little celebration, reflection and note. How did we live without him? He was designed to fit perfectly into this family of ours. I can't get enough of his roly-polyness, smiles, smells, and slobber.
What is baby William like?
...first two bottom teeth have sprouted this past month.
...you roll over immediately when I put you on the floor and then tend to get stuck and frustrated on your belly.
...you are starting to push your self up on your hands and push yourself backwards on the marble floor getting stuck under couches and chairs and beds.
...i am in no hurry to feed you real food.
...Priya calls me a "milk machine", but actually i think that you are the machine at nursing and growing.
...you have a light-up-the-room smile whenever our eyes meet, but also have a serious side.
...you adore your siblings and begin to wiggle out of my arms and kick your legs whenever they enter the room.
...in my arms you often feel like you are trying to go somewhere standing up strong and waving your arms.
...there is constantly someone in your space.
...you yell, growl and blow strawberries, squeal and say "ah-goo" and "ba ba, na na or ma ma."
...your sleep schedule is not a schedule. it is different every day and most nights end in our bed snuggled between us with your arms flailed out above your head.
...you officially grab at whatever is in reach and all goes into your mouth.
...i wear you so much that people often describe you as still being a part of me.
...Every Indian who sees you ohs and ahs as if they are seeing an angel
...you have barely any hair other then the dark blond mohawk patch on the top of your head.
...you have been held by countless people in your little life so that mommy can quick do "this or that", but I would drop any sort of chore, responsibility or house work to just hold you in my arms, hence the messy house.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
just down the street.
eMi has officially moved. Graham obtained the keys a couple of weeks ago and two moving trucks full of office equipment arrived and have been unloaded. The view from the office windows now are not of the himalayas. Actually, there is really no view because it is a basement space. On the bright side, it will be much cooler in the summer and temperatures are already rising. There is an apartment above the office that will be used for interns and volunteers. The kicker is that the office is two buildings down from our place. I am trying to convince Graham that this means that whenever I need help changing a diaper I can holler and he will be right over! We are thrilled that we figured out how to dodge the Delhi traffic with such a short commute and so far all of eMi staff have been able to find residences close by. The unpacking, rebuilding, painting, plumbing and wiring have begun. With architects on our staff there is no doubt that the basement space will be tastefully designed and it will eventually feel like the new eMi home. The kids and I visited today(see photos below). Graham is off on a project to Ryalanka island in the south doing a flood/community development/errosion control project.
The brick building is the new eMi office and if you look down the street at the end of the photo is our white place above the small black gate.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
wedding season and late nights.
Our landlord's son got married last weekend. From what I could gather, it was a very proper arranged marriage. The families found each other on a match-making site or advertisement. The couple met a few times before the marriage in a very formal and chaperoned setting. After the marriage, they will live either short-term or long-term with the groom's family. India is changing and relationships and marriages don't all happen this way, but this one seems to be a bit more traditional.
Indian weddings are a cultural experience. A multiple day affair full of events, worship ceremonies, dancing, sweets, beautiful dress, bands, horses and parades. We got invited to this wedding and attended. The reception festivities did not start until nearly 9PM and so we made the decision to go even though it was well past our kids' bedtime. Notably, we did not get home until after midnight, but the kids rose to the occasion and had a great time. The next night our neighbors had a BBQ and that dinner did not start until nearly 9PM and lasted until well after midnight. Two record setting late nights for our little ones, but we feel like we are getting to know our neighbors and sometimes it takes adjusting our family clock a little to engage and make new friends because clearly India is on a different time schedule.
Here are a couple of videos from the event. The first video is from our balcony as we watched the groom mount the horse. This was a very small processional. Usually they are very crowded with huge bands and a large group dancing behind him in the street. During the reception we looked over to see Everett alone breaking it down on the dance floor. He single-handedly started the dance party. A short while after, he peed on the dance floor which was tracked around by unaware dancers.
Wedding parade. from Carrie Frank on Vimeo.
Punjabi style from Carrie Frank on Vimeo.
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