The Cursed Child

This weekend marked the release of the eighth Harry Potter book (technically the script for a HP play), Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.  By this time you probably know what HP is – I’m so excited for you to read the books and I truly hope that we read them together (that goes for all my kids – there’s never a limit to how often I can re-read these books).  It’s a world of magic and excitement that reconnects me to my inner child (who, let’s face it, is never too far away).

The first HP book was published in 1997, when I was still in high school.  While I did not discover the books until Book 4’s publishing, in 2000, it’s crazy to think that 19 years have passed since the introduction of the first book and the introduction of the latest one.  I remember each of the book releases from #4 onwards.  In 2000, I was a college student trying to find my way; in 2003 I was a student who had found my way – soon to enter the professional world; in 2005, I was a young professional living with your grandparents while learning the ways of the world; in 2007, I was questioning my career path, looking for my future, and living in the city; finally, in 2016, I am a husband and a father, established in my job, and about the same age as Harry in this latest book.

It must be amazing to be someone like JK Rowling, the creator of HP.  To be able to touch so many people with your words must be an amazing feeling.  I love and have loved the escape I feel when I step into the wizarding world and follow Harry through his highs and lows.  I felt a connection with the books, to the point that I think I was even depressed when I finished book 7 and realized it was the end of my journey with Harry.  While I’ll never write words that impact so many, I hope my words here impact you all (positively, of course).  I write them with you in mind and, as I said in my first post, with the hope that you’ll know me as a person as much as you know me as a father.

I am only a few pages into this latest book but it is clear that much of it focuses on the relationship between a father and son.  This hits me on a deep level, in a way it would not have 15 months ago.  Within merely a few pages, I find myself relating to Harry’s predicament and his desire to connect with his son; Sahaan has broken down so many walls within me (more on this in a post I hope to write later) and has secured a place in my heart that I didn’t even know existed.  I care so much about your well-being (all of you), to the point that it takes priority over my own; your mother also feels the same way.  So, let me say this now, because then it’s out there for you to read and remember.  And know it will always be true, no matter what challenges we face.  I am here for you.  I am here FOR YOU.  Let me in when you need help and when you need advice; put aside our differences or the fact that you feel I don’t “get it”.  As I have learned, parents usually do get it – they’ve usually been through it and they know how to handle it, whatever “it” may be.  Leverage my experience, my love for you, and my desire to see you succeed and find your place in this world.  Even when I disagree with you, I do so with your best interests at heart.  I will ALWAYS have your back, even when having your back means letting you fight your own battles.

Amazing the impact Harry Potter has on me (and, undoubtedly, others around the world).  Barely 10 pages of script, and I have an outpouring of emotion for my kids – so much so that I wrote a post like this one.

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Pure Empathy

So we learned a new trick with Sahaan recently – apparently when you cry (or pretend to cry), he is so empathic that he begins to cry as well.  Don’t believe me?  Well I have video proof :). So sorry Sahaan for your #MeanDad.

Guess who’s back?

Luckily by the time Sahaan learns how to read, he won’t be disappointed about the months-long gap between posts here.  I, however, think about this blog often and wish I could post more.  Unfortunately, life’s responsibilities get in the way and it can become difficult to do the things I want to do when I need to focus on the things I have to do.

So I’m currently on my way back from Boston, after over 2 months out here.  You might not know this but my job can require a lot of travel.  I’ve been working 14-16 hour days (which is a lot per day) and even working on the weekends.  Meanwhile, we are waiting on our new home to close (yes, the one I posted about some time back) so that we can move.  Finally, your Milap Kaka (“Kaka” is Gujarati for “father’s brother”) is getting married to Neha Kaki (“Kaki” is Gujarati for “father’s brother’s wife”) in just over 2 weeks.  So much going on!

It’s been hard not seeing Sahaan more often these past couple months.  He grows so fast that each week I feel like there’s something new about him.  About a month ago, Sahaan started becoming more reactive to our actions.  He’s become such a smiley baby that it’s hard to feel anything but love and joy when he busts out one of his smiles (which is always accompanied by his tongue sticking out).  Then, about 2 weeks ago, he started to babble a lot.  Now, he goes into these few-minute surges of babbling during which he makes all kinds of random sounds.  Your mom and I love to pretend we’re having a conversation with him and laugh every time his sounds or gestures correspond well to our statements.

I’m really excited to finally have a chance to spend more time at home.  I will probably refuse any travel work that requires more than a couple days of time (unless it’s international – that’s REALLY hard to refuse 🙂 ).  Also, once the house closes, I’ll take some days off to pack and coordinate the move.  By the end of this year, I’m hoping that life will settle down and allow our family to find some balance.

I’m on the train so I can’t post pics now but keep an eye out – I owe you all photos of smiley-Sahaan and updates on the house!

Little Man Bottle Feeds!

I’m really getting behind on posts here – there is so much to say but also so much to do that it’s really difficult to keep things updated on a regular basis here.  As usual, I’ll be backdating posts to try to keep them accurate with the little man’s progress.

Today we tried bottle feeding for the first time and he took it well!  It was a small amount – only 5cc – but it worked!  Luckily he loves his binky so perhaps the bottle isn’t much different (except for the fact that he gets yummy food from it).

Your wonderful mom let me take the first shot at it – she’s pretty awesome at sharing the experience with me.

Check out the little man doing his thing:

 

Your First Shower

There will be moments in your life when you are reminded of how lucky you are and how you must have made some good decisions – no matter the uncertainties you feel.  Today was one of those moments for our family-in-construction; today was your mother’s baby shower.

Baby showers are not the most exciting of parties and this one was hardly the first for most of our friends and family.  By now most of us have been through the wedding circuit and plenty of baby showers (just think of how many family friends and relatives are older than you).  Still, about 80 people made it out to celebrate Faloo’s impending arrival with us. It’s pretty humbling to realize that this many people felt it worth the time to be with us as we celebrated this new chapter of our lives and the start of our family.

I think about your future and the days when you will be in my shoes and I pray you have the support of people like those in my life.  Your mom and I have been really lucky.  We’ve been raised in the right families and made enough of the right decisions in our lives to wind up in a family and circle of friends that really care about each other.  I only hope that you’ll be able to say the same about your upbringing and your family and friends someday.