Awaiting your arrival
Hi baby,
You and I have been together pretty long ..
all of 8 months now .. I hope you like it in there .. I often wonder what you’re
thinking or if you’re well fed and content or the position I’m in is comfortable
for you.. try to imagine your stance and mood based on your wriggles and shakes
which delight me no end by the way
When I first had the premonition that you
had appeared in there, I was all alone in that hostel room, pretty overwhelmed
coz your daddy was away , and in the midst of a very busy first week of a very
busy fellowship .. and I told your Papa, slightly panicked and he was happy I
knew in a quiet sort of way. He knew I was overcome and he was as well. He told
me this would work out.
The sonography was next, wasn’t it.. and
there you were sitting tight in a corner of my tummy like a small flame. I felt
proud somehow and happy and I touched my belly
and said “Just stay safe in there”
My first thought was “ I cannot continue
this treacherous fellowship that has hardly given me time to eat n sleep ..
Lazy bum that I am , I made you my excuse to get out of the situation .. It was
all a combination of first week working in a strange place and missing your
Papa and staying alone in that room which I’d just recently shared..
But everyone around said pregnancy wouldn’t
deter anything and not to quit
Next morning , while having breakfast at
the canteen , I called your Papa and
burst into tears “ How was I going to manage everything alone and what if
something happened to you ?
He reassured me again in his patient way ..
My guide surprisingly was supportive as well.. The universe was conspiring to
keep me in Wadia .. and wasn’t it a good thing I stayed on !
And you were the biggest support, weren’t u
?Never making your mumma puke .. Yes a few times a bit dizzy but on the whole
you were a little angel . And having you in me suddenly made me the apple of
everyones’ eye from your Daddy to you dada dadi and nana nani. Plus I was pampered a bit at the workplace too , I admit.
Teehee.
I used to be so anxious for your wellbeing
during my checkups , so worried that all was ok with you .. being a
pediatrician I was always so skeptical … so scared of doing something wrong
that may harm you.. never did like seeing you on USG in form of wavy lines and
shadows cz I always imagine you as this chubby little thing frolicking around
in my tummy ..
I’m sure you’ve wound up learning your bit
of endocrinology from me .. so consumed was I by the fellowship ….but I never
forgot you, little one.. I loved the companionship I felt with you.
It was fun breaking the news to my friends
who hardly believed me at first , but came around when they saw me in person at
Sneha’s wedding … you were somehow named “Simba” in the process , but don’t
worry we won’t call you that … haha
When you first kicked inside me , it was
midnight and was so gentle like a small plop and I was smiling and missing your
Papa so much .. Your plops and summersaults and bum shakes have gotten much
wilder and more pronounced now as you grow stronger ..sometimes they keep me awake at night but
Im not complaining J
I definitely got bigger and rounder with
you inside me but loved every change … and your Papa did too …
We’ve been brainstorming for names ever
since the day we knew you’re coming .. and that’s been a source of loads of
imagination and laughter in the family .. I just hope you like the name we give
you eventually
Do you hear when I play the casio or the
violin … I wish that u are a lover of the good things in life … books and music
and arts and travel .. stuff that makes life worth living ..I hope we set good
examples for you and are able to teach you to value important things in life.
Most of all, I hope you are a dreamer, free thinker and explorer.
I keep imagining you like your dad..his
cute and naughty smile .. his lips and his eyes .. and his simplicity and
kindness of heart.
You’ve given us so much joy while you’re
inside me , I hope we don’t burst when we eventually hold you in our arms.
We’re eagerly awaiting your arrival . ..
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