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Sympathetic balding?

Nischal's dad has a very valid reason for putting on weight - or so he says.  'Sympathetic pregnancy' - is the term he uses, and points out that most weight he has gained has been during the two pregnancies of his sons.  While his wife lost weight religiously after delivery and is back to being trim, he lovingly rubs his belly like he's still planning on delivering it sometime.  New years & resolutions have whizzed past, but there's another new year always round the corner, eh? Another dimension to Dad's aging process is his rapidly declining hair. His pate is emptying at the top. Unlike the bulk, that is something he's definitely losing hair about.   Nischal - despite his busy schedule of chugging milk, pooping & sleeping - seems to have noticed this and has decided to lend an empathetic hand here.  Now he also is rapidly losing the already scant hair he had.. resulting in a rather empty dome worse than his dad.  If thats not a true father-son bond, what is?

From 2009-02-06 - 2009-02-21

The eyelashes are coming..

Nischal, like many other babies I'm guessing, has no eyebrows, or eyelashes and very little hair. Its really incredible that we find these hairless, eyebrowless, eylashless beings super super cute. In the same breath we no doubt also consider ourselves 'smart' , 'intelligent', etc.

 

While I remember the eyebrow thing with Avaneesh, I don't remember how his eyelashes were. So we had decided that Nischal will end up being a 'no eyelash' being. 

But 3 days ago, Lo and behold, we spied small prickly things growing at the tip of his eyelids. He's growing eyelashes!

 

The choo choo won't leave the station..

Another popular game General Nischal used to play with his parents was the 'drip irrigation' game. The parents may not really be aware of the game, however.  

The game goes thus: 

1. Soil the diaper a little bit.

2. Yell like there's an ant biting your behind

3. Parents take the bait, and change the diaper

4. Give them a few minutes to relax

5. Repeat steps 1 through 4 about 3 times over the course of an hour. 

7. Enjoy the look on Dad's face as he re-reads the pampers packaging and calculates the damage to his wallet. 

But before you spawn google searches for tickets to the next performance, we regret to inform you the 'drip irrigation' game has ended. 

These days General Nischal had been fighting a rather internal battle.
Since his mom got on some more serious medications, she's been advised not to breast feed. So, the man has been put on Lactogen & Nan. This has 'blocked' the aforementioned hero and thereby has caused the demise of the game. 

While the resultant flatulence set more ships to sail than Napolean ever did, the end result would still be that the choo choo wouldn't leave the station.
... the bear wouldn't come out of the cave.
... the shuttle didn't launch ..

.. . the rabbit remained in the burrow

.... the writer's stupid analogies' cup runneth over.  

But Nischal being the fighter he is, wouldn't ignore the issue either. All day he would struggle, make weird faces, and would be generally unhappy. The clueless parents of course, had nothing other than platitudes to offer him. And when the prized event did happen after a couple of days, it would cause him more pain than war injuries would.  

But now, the valiant efforts of his grandma and Sudha ( the lady from the village here to help with him) have now ensured he manages to poop twice a day. They sit with him, make the same   'uuhhmm..'  noises as him, massage his butt, lift his legs, etc. for 10-15 minutes until the choo choo finally leaves the station. :)

And then there's a dramatic change in persona. There's a glow in the face, he's back to looking around for victims to shoot at, planning new games with his parents, pondering about light fixtures,  practicing his 'bite the bottle with eyes closed' manoevre, etc. 

Now the birds are singing again, the water is flowing freely, and there is peace in the land ...

A tete-a-tete with my big brother