12-11-2021, 08:05 PM
"Okay.. Okay give him what he wants. I won't look."
"I gave him enough already." She said,
"He's a male, he'll never stop asking for it..." I joked.
She mocked an angry face. Then turned the chair away from me and sat down. I switched on the TV and she immediately made a 'ssshhhh!' voice and I turned it off.
Vinnee wasn't satisfied with that solution. He kept troubling his mom. She walked, sat, swung and swayed him with her hands, sang a tune and patted on his hands; but nothing really worked.
Eventually he started crying nonstop.
She looked at me helplessly. I didn't have a clue.
"What now? Shall we ask for a doctor?"
I thought there's some serious problems.
"No. He needs a baby bed. That's it. But I don't know what to do?."
She meant a cradle for the kid.
I suddenly had an idea. It was not my idea anyway. I've seen it in many homes. I took her sari and climbed onto the bed. I was planning to tie it with the ceiling fan and make a temporary baby cradle. But she stopped me saying it's dangerous.
"What if the fan falls down?"
I looked at the fan. It was quite an old one. She had a valid point. The fan would fall down over the child and over us.
There was another hook on the ceiling, left vacant. But it was too high. I was sure I couldn't reach it.
"I gave him enough already." She said,
"He's a male, he'll never stop asking for it..." I joked.
She mocked an angry face. Then turned the chair away from me and sat down. I switched on the TV and she immediately made a 'ssshhhh!' voice and I turned it off.
Vinnee wasn't satisfied with that solution. He kept troubling his mom. She walked, sat, swung and swayed him with her hands, sang a tune and patted on his hands; but nothing really worked.
Eventually he started crying nonstop.
She looked at me helplessly. I didn't have a clue.
"What now? Shall we ask for a doctor?"
I thought there's some serious problems.
"No. He needs a baby bed. That's it. But I don't know what to do?."
She meant a cradle for the kid.
I suddenly had an idea. It was not my idea anyway. I've seen it in many homes. I took her sari and climbed onto the bed. I was planning to tie it with the ceiling fan and make a temporary baby cradle. But she stopped me saying it's dangerous.
"What if the fan falls down?"
I looked at the fan. It was quite an old one. She had a valid point. The fan would fall down over the child and over us.
There was another hook on the ceiling, left vacant. But it was too high. I was sure I couldn't reach it.