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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