Image Source : Cafemom.com This is me. The second baby. Ah, yes. I am all too familiar with this term now. And it’s been what? Just five months! Well, it all began even before I made the grand entrance. I was a pretty good baby for 9 months despite the darkness. I must have been very good for my mom was always propped up with her laptop. Wow, even my mighty kicks couldn’t distract her from putting away the damn thing. Apparently, she listened to ‘Gayatri mantra’ on repeat mode when she carried my brother. And when I lived amidst fluid and cells, she heard English pop. Wait, don’t I deserve to get any sanskars (values)? But I’ll tell you all about Chainsmokers and Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran. Tsk, tsk. Not what a baby should be talking about! Moving on. But I did give a couple of false alarms before arriving that made my mom wonder if I was ever going to make my way out. But I did and it wasn’t dramatic like my brother’s arrival. Or, may be its something to do with bei