Last Friday we moved in to our new apartment, I was bit busy with all this stuff and couldn't update my blog, exactly the day before, On last Thursday evening when Rithvik's dad tried to take him to Rest room to wash his mouth holding his right arm, my naughty pie escaped from his hands and immediately started crying and didn't move his hand even. we are not sure what to do then and ran for the emergency by 8:45 pm and there we waited for our turn, in the mean while Rithvik started playing as usual unless until none disturbed his hand. Finally by 11pm a doctor walked in( after the visits of other junior doctors) and said it was like bone dislocation at elbow and he set it right with his fingers bending the elbow , that's a 2 minute job. Thank God, In no time Rithvik moved his arm. We reached home by 1:30 am and from the very next day he was quite normal.
Here comes the real mystery, when ever we are ready for a move, we are tend to face some issues like this. When we moved from California to here, Rithvik swallowed a small piece of plastic disposable glass and then we didn't go for emergency but that whole night was terrible for both of us monitoring him for any of the complications(check here).
When I came to US for the first time, I was attacked with a malaria fever just before my travel and need to cancel my tickets, We cancelled my tickets for three times due to my health problems finally I could make it possible by 4th time, after Rithvik was born we three went for vacation to India I got leg sprain just day before to our return journey hmmm.... generally I don't believe this but some incidents are making me to feel tensed.
when we two analysed these situations, my husband said to me, ' you know some thing, when I was a bachelor, my move to every new home brought me some good news, but after marriage it was all upside down' waah waah ....finally he shooted me meee me!!!!!!!!