Bryce is bigger and mightier!

After a long time off I have decided to blog again! This time its going to be smaller posts but hopefully I will try and increase the frequency with which its delivered.

Dawn got back to work in January and is having a fun time. Bryce is now more than 10 months old and is definitely looking more like Dawn than he does of me. He is standing up, has a vocabulary that is all his own, is leaner than he was 4 months ago, and is happier than ever. He goes to a family day care close to our home in the city and he loves people.

I'm looking for photos to post. Keep checking in for news.

More Dawn Belly Pictures!!

Twin Peaks, SF with Vivek - 17 Weeks pregnant
















24 Weeks pregnant




















27 Weeks pregnant



















29 Weeks pregnant (baby Dawntosh was very hungry the past week!)

Dawny growing!

Here is Dawny (22 weeks on) as she continues growing while little munchkin continues to kick her way through the day. Dawn's cravings have gotten stronger lately. She claims that copious amounts of Ben and Jerry's Godfather Chocolate Ice Cream helps control her heartburn, and infact alleviates the symptoms. It could be the most egregious claim since Al Gore's famous "I am the inventor of the Internet" statement, but we forgive Dawny her slight exagerrations, especially when she makes them in the matter-of-fact "I-read-it-in-the-baby-magazine" tone

Gone are the days when the ubiquitous Google Search Bar was resolution enough to all knotty questions ranging from "Do you think this bright yellow is a tad too overwhelming for a 2 month old?" to "Do you think maybe the baby will choke on the Elvis teddy bear?" Now there are magazines like "American Baby" that has all the answers and then there are the highly enjoyable, post-hyperparenting books like: "Sippy Cups are Not for Chardonnay" or the hilarious "Three Martini Playdate", (thanks for the suggestion go to the Wegbreit sisters, authorities on all things baby) which advise parents and parents-to-be to relax, go with the flow and make a stiff martini after the baby's been put to bed.

Talking about stiff martinis, Dawny has been leaving me little post-it notes with recipes for non-alcoholic martinis on my computer keyboard, so I would defnitely get to them the next day. I have suddenly become an authority on drinks that sit on the beverage boundary dividing Jamba Juice and Snazzy Lounge. Try Ginger Julep for instance. Pretty nice. Actually so good, that I have Dawn asking me if she can put the Grey Goose back in, now that she's 29 weeks pregnant. She even used that matter-of-fact tone I was talking about. Only this time she said it was from some French Baby Magazine. Touche, darling!

Speaking of French. Dawny has this habit of getting on the San Francisco Muni and practising Michel Thomas' French on the train. She starts practising on the train with phrases like: "Vous avez le cervau d'un sandwich au fromage" and then wonders why people on the train were staring at her. She has since decided to whisper them to herself.

Here are some random pictures of Dawn at different stages during the pregnancy. I will post our pictures from our Mexico trip in a day or two. Au revoir peoples!

Dawny at the Ultrasound

We found out on March 31st that Dawn and I are going to be having a little girl. As of today (Apr 17th) she is about 20 weeks pregnant and both seem to be doing very well. Dawn has a craving for excess sugar and chocolate, both of which have been universal cravings for many years now. The only difference now is she sends me off to the corner store to get ice cream every other day, guilting me into going out in the wee hours of the night.

We went in for a check up to California Pacific Medical Center for the Ultrasound. The two lovely sonographers were smart ones. They kept the gender of the baby secret until they had a chance to go through all the screens and measurements.

We saw our little one yawn, suck her little thumb, wave at the ultrasonic waves reflecting off her, and roll over in her mom's tummy. With Dawn drinking coffee 45 minutes before the session didn't make things easier for the tired sonographers. Our little one was jumping and rolling all over the place. It was a wonder that we even got the little peep with all that action in there...

Here Dawn is filling out all the paperwork at 8AM on the 31st. We were the first ones in. And there she is with her coffee. You can see in the previous picture she has a little pouch. She was 19 weeks pregnant in that picture.

When the sonographers finally did mention that we were having a girl, Dawn burst out crying with happiness. We were both very scared to have a boy, what with all the stories Dawn had heard about me being a brat and so on. With that one proclamation one list of well thought out names went out of the window.

A couple of the pictures show an elated Dawn on the phone with Sanju and her brother telling them she's having a girl.

The Bodleian Library, Oxford 

The Sheldonian Theater in Oxford 

A typical Oxford University college 

Zippy Carousel

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Originally uploaded by santojay.

Around and round our thoughts go about
in a zippy carousel
Like a goldfish in a bowl,
with life's questions abound,
meandering playfully in a world
blissfully contained and mercifully loud.

Noises, sights, tinkles and flashes
bouncing with deception
on a horse with strange eye lashes.
What a sweet, uplifting conception
this world that blurs to perfection

Hello all!

Having consumed blogs for over three years now and seeing the this is a medium that best communicates one's positions while putting an idelible stake in the ground, I thought it best to venture out there and create a space that well defines my thoughts and views. Ideally, I hope to make this an effectual mode of expression that defines me as a person and I hope to be able to coax out my positions on various things that matter to me the most. While going through this process I would like to, along the way, meet and converse with people whose postions I may assimilate or challenge so as to further crystallize my view of the world.

My name is Santosh and I live in San Francisco. I have no defined interests, have no dog for a companion and don't subscribe to any publication. I live with my lovely wife who, among all the other things that matter, helps me see those things I take for granted.

The immediate 'push' to this new medium of expression is to mainly satisfy an urge while hoping to identify the sociological ramifications associated with this mouthpiece accessible and consumed by all.