Darling Ri,
There is so much to write about and yet, I never commit to writing in this blog like I should. Which makes me question my passion for writing a book? Will I get myself to write page after page or will I conveniently blame it all on Writers Block, another name for noncommittal laziness.....
We have exciting days ahead Ri. A week-end trip with extended family to Bangalore and a week-long trip as a family after that to a Fort-themed resort in Rajasthan. Travelling with you will be a lot of fun but I do shudder thinking about the amount of work involved. I'm not nervous about the 'actual' time I will spend with you. You are in a delightful age where you revel in the attention of your parents and we will make sure we give you a lot of that. It's just the 'packing' and 'planning' and 'carrying' that I am nervous about!
Daddy wants us to carry your potty seat. He's asking if we should take the sterilizer. Patti will insist I carry a mini-pharmacy which I probably should since the Fort-themed resort is 2 hours away from modern civilisation.
I have a tendency to change your outfits 4 times a day when we travel which makes it to a grand total of 28 outfits for a week.
So here is your wardrobe math:
No of clothes per day = 4 * 7 = 28
Extra clothes ( in case of spillage, wetness etc) = 7
No of night clothes = 7
No of extra night clothes = 7
No of clothes in diaper bag = 2 sets at any given time ( in case of spillage, wetness etc)
No of extra sets in case of flight delays, landslides and other such natural distasters ( in which case I really should not be worrying about clean fashionable clothes) = 4
Total No. of Clothes for You = 55 pieces for 7 days (approximately)
Ahh Ri. I know it sounds like a lot and it is. I wish I was one of those 'cool' moms who travelled 'light' and did not base parenting on having 'back-ups'. Till you find you one of those, you will have to contend with me.
Love Always,
Mom
