Tummy Talks!
Tummy Talks!!! (Little rhyme for our expected daughter, Riya)
In the little, warm and dark room
With faint light and faint noise
A little angel is cuddled up
In her calm and cool poise
She sleeps soundly on a soft bed
Within the cocoon of gentle love
And mommy wonders, where lies her head
While looking at the stars above
She made her first gentle move
After a few quiet days
A little tough to interpret
And respond to what she says
Soon she learned to speak through kicks
While mommy learned to understand
What her little one strives to speak
Before she enters foreign land
When 4 months old, she gently said
‘Mom, there seems to be an earthquake’
I said, ‘No dear, it’s just a retch
To spill out the hot chocolate shake’
When 5 months old, she gently asked
‘Mom, am I on a thrill ride’
I said, ‘No dear, it’s just a jerk
Caused by a little stiff joint’
When 6 months old, she happily said
‘Mom, it is one of the smoothest days’
I said, ‘Yes dear, it is, indeed,
As sun scatters its brightest rays’
When 7 months old, she meekly asked
‘Mom, is there an acid rain?
I said, ‘No dear, it just feels sour
It will soon pass, won’t happen again’
She said, ‘I see some strange lines
Wherever my little bones reach
Is this some kind of worrisome sign
Or is it just to put me at ease
I find it hard to move around
The space is small even to cuddle
It feels like I am an astronaut
Snugly fit in a space shuttle’
I sighed and thought and then smiled
And said, ‘Dear, you are right, indeed,
The lines are there to add more room
For you to sleep, play and feed’
One fine day, she sweetly said,
‘Mom, can you take me out to play’
I said, ‘Sure dear, me and your dad
Will take you to Wildwoods and Cape May’
Happy she was, to feel the warmth
And see her little bed, full of toys
That mom and dad had gathered with love
To welcome their little bundle of joy
When 8 months old, she softly asked
‘Mom, I hear loud breathing sounds
Are you running a marathon?
With your heart, my heart pounds’
I said, ‘No dear, it’s just a tiff
That mommy’s lungs and body have
Soon they’ll be good kids
And mommy will pat their back’
She asked, ‘How would it be when
I Step into this world mundane
Would you be happy and content?
Or would you be in a lot of pain’
I said, ‘Oh dear, what should I say
You are such a sweet blessing
The joy we have been waiting for
That dampens all the suffering’
Now at 9 months, she often asks
‘Mom, how is the world around
Is it full of awe and wonder,
Bright lights and soothing sounds’
I said, ‘My dear, the world is awesome
There are always changing seasons
The leaves, the snow, the cherry blossoms
There is much to do and lots to learn
Where sun rises and birds fly
Where wind blows and clouds rain
Where flowers bloom under blue sky
And farms are full of sugarcane
All is pretty, all is pleasant
But there is something you should know
No matter where you’re born or trained
You get the fruit of what you sow’
At this, she said, ‘that sounds fair
It is a balance of nice and vice.
I am prepared to come out there
And ready to throw my nice dice’
I said, ‘My dear, that is so sweet
Your dad and I just can’t wait
To welcome our little sugary tweet
Blessed with lots of goodness traits’!!!
Dr. Jaya Sonkar
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