Just about 3 weeks ago, I was just Nikita, a wife though but not a Mum. Not even close to becoming one. Had no thoughts about it, no plans, no mood. Honestly, I felt like one only when I watched the videos that came on my Facebook and Instagram Feed.
But then, it suddenly happened. Rohan and I did keep talking about it. Watched ‘n’ number of videos and thought about becoming parents but then we backed out every time since we both work full time. We went nuts after seeing videos of Golden Retrievers and German Shepherds. And also, Rohan wanted a German Shepherd and I wanted a Pug. He doesn’t like smaller dogs, Says they are useless. XD And no way was I getting a German Shepherd. I fucking pee on my pants even if they are a kilometer away. I know they are the best dogs. So our conversations about getting one always narrowed down to Golden Retrievers.
And then, one fine Friday, we were working from home and the man of the house suddenly started checking adoption centers, kennels and what not. The man of the house wanted a dog since the past 2 years and I wasn’t very keen on that thought. Mainly, because I have always been scared of them after one chased me like a mad man back in my childhood. Pretty much the scene from Bhaag Milkha Bhaag. “Ekbaar pagal kutta piche pad gaya tha. Kheto se lekar ghar tak bhaga tha”. However, after meeting Rohan, my fear eventually was overpowered by furry baby’s cuteness and loyalty and I started to dislike cats and love dogs. I started playing with them at my apartment, my Brother’s place, my office and any other place where I found one. My Instagram search feed was full of dog videos. Every kind.
So the next Saturday, we casually called one of our friend who’s Golden Baby had given birth to a litter and we casually went to check them. We reached there and started playing them and just cuddling them. By then, the man of the house and I were mentally parents and started talking about his food, vaccination and all other kinds of stuff. Soon, we had ‘Kuttush’ in a box, in our car, on my lap. And there, we became parents in a day.
Honestly, I was fucking nervous, weird, anxious and what not. Because, obviously, duh! This was a whole new experience for both of us. And you know, Rohan had the name Kuttush in mind since the day we started talking about dogs. When we saw that little guy, he felt like Kuttush. He was one little, fluffy, innocent looking guy who pooped on my lap while going back home. I was fucking annoyed with that warm, liquid, gross poop on my lap but I did not react. I wasn’t angry on the little guy instead I felt sorry that Kuttush was tired, freaked out about going to his new home and pooped right there because he had no way out. And bang! I became a Mum 😐
Trust me, it wasn’t easy and it is still not easy for me to accept that our lives have changed. We are getting accustomed to him being with us because we love him.
The first day, sir pooped twice on my carpet and I sent it for washing, got it back and rolled it forever. Then came in Rohan’s gym shoes. He chewed them away to glory and then I packed all our shoes into the cupboard. The weird part is it’s fun watching him do all that.
Then came the second day and the responsibility part. Waking up way before we actually woke up to give him food, ask him to poop and pee on the pad. I lost my shit. I lost my shit at the house being dirty to a level that I can never imagine. But then, all this goes away when I look at his face. But again, I won’t lie, it’s a task coming back home from work and cleaning the entire house and then not getting enough sleep and running back to work the next day. No kidding, but I have literally spent two hours everyday sleeping at work for one entire week. I am an impatient person so handling a dog and being patient with his potty training is an extremely tedious task for me. But you know what? I have Rohan who is by far the most patient guy and the best Father that Kuttush can ever get. He is the man who every girl would actually want. He is so good with Kuttush that I have become less anxious and worried now.
I know we need to sacrifice our date nights, movie nights, drinking nights at pubs for another month at least. But this is all an experience that I don’t think anyone who loves dogs would not want to experience. Coming back home and Kuttush jumping at me and sitting on my lap like there’s no tomorrow is something that I enjoy. Hearing all this to do’s from Rohan and what new chew and ruined is again something that does make me angry but then I think it’s okay. Maybe, it’s okay to not have a perfect, neat and clean home. I am still not completely okay about this. I need time. I am pretty sure Kuttush will change my thoughts and my weird obsession with cleanliness. The other day he made three tiny holes on my new curtain. My heart cried but then eventually I racked those curtains up and tied them to a level he can’t reach. I come back home and he sleeps on my lap like a baby and doesn’t do any kind of nuisance. Doesn’t give a jack to Rohan when he scolds.
Cutting this short, bringing Kuttush home has possibly been the best that I and Rohan have done. Maybe, he will help us prepare well for the future. The love that he will shower at us is not comparable. It is unconditional. And maybe, he will also make us better parents and better human beings.
Still bummed about becoming a parent though and trying to gulp a little every day by just taking a look at his face which is I kid you not, so adorable. I can see him growing every day. I feel he is growing by the hour. Or is he? I don’t know. But I can see him grow into a handsome, good pup pretty soon.
You know what? Kuttush has a way to punish us too. Damn funny but yes, he does. He decides to poop in front of our bed if we are even 5 minutes late to give his food. He has all the weird corners of the house to sleep in no matter how comfortable his bed his. My chappal, Rohan’s toe, my kurtas, and dirt are his favorite foods now. He licks clean all my windows no matter how much I scold him not to eat dirt and eat the food that we give him. But, sadly all in vain. He thinks he is a power ranger and starts running towards us like he’s about to reach new heights at the Olympics for Dogs. But he can’t balance his own body. XD
Becoming a Mum isn’t easy. Not at all a piece of cake and absolutely not if you are scared of dogs or are a cleanliness freak like me. I am trying hard and working towards becoming a better Mum. I am pretty sure I will keep writing more about Kuttush as he keeps growing and increases his to-do list. XD
We are really are annoyed, excited, thrilled to go on with this journey. Kuttush is a bag of joy in our lives.
-Love
WildChild
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