She sleeps beside me with her pouted lips and hands clasped into one another tucked in her pink-lace blankee. She has turned all of four months.
Exactly about a year back, it all began with a pink line that appeared in the test. They say- it is HCG hormone but for me that line meant Family. An instant message to my dear husband reciprocated with a bunch of White lilies at the doorstep - an appointment fixed with OB&G ; Lo and behold – we are going to have a baby! I wanted to tell the whole world the moment I found out, but again they say according to a general belief that 12-14 weeks is the ideal time to disclose!
My first visit to the OB&G was very exciting… I was beaming and grinning ear-to-ear…. She said it is 4 weeks. S*** What about the cocktails I gobbled down over the weekend?? Well, she said all is well until I dont have any more in future.
Then came GENEY…
First ultrasound was exciting and the sonologist loser…. Am sure she would have had fight with her husband that morning and to top it . She was rude to me and I made sure that she felt sorry for it… (hmmph) nobody gets rude to me*
Well .… it was a single cell with a heartbeat of almost 172 per minute. It was surreal – I had always imagined something like this and here it was. The report said “single live fetus of 4 weeks” I had my fingers crossed to read 2 live fetuses … but it was not… Yes, I was wishing for twins – BADLY!
I wasn't feeling very good about addressing it so clinical as this. We named it as Geney- made of our genes and we started addressing the lil’ one as Baby Geney , then onwards!
As my OB&G would put – your pregnancy is generally how you want to make it , there are some things that are under your control and most importantly positive thinking and eating healthy would do the trick. I followed to the T. Pregnancy was a whole gamut of experiences, sour pukes and stretchable pants, always possessed by fatigue and fat , waiting for movements in bump to incontinence there was something new that was happening to us every single day – I mention us because the one on receiving end was my dear Prad. My mood swings were on an all time high… actually they weren’t swings anymore they were hormones rocking! Weepy mornings, angry dinners to horribly cranky outings – Oh yes! he braved them all.
Monthly checkups were interesting and full of anxiety. The bump was growing and Geney first moved on on Diwali. I think over joyous is the word. Before I could realize I was in my last trimester, winter was over! Geney would respond with stronger kicks to daddy’s songs and would nudge during my official meetings. I think this post would be incomplete without the mention my dear office colleagues and my reporting manager. I wouldn't have been a happy Ms.Blimpy and happier mom to Geney without them!
My Godh Bharai- the Indian Baby Shower ceremony at 28weeks is very close to my heart. Hosted by my parents and well attended by my near and dear ones it made me feel special and so loved all at the same time!
The time was drawing closer, very amusingly during one of our antenatal classes it was discussed that since my due date is close to 2011 cricket World Cup finals- there is a chance that I have a baby on the same day. And there I was - squirming in labor, timing my contractions on the D-day!
At 11:50AM Geney arrived , she was small, wide awake and looked a little confused to me.. she lay on my stomach for a while before my OB&G picked up the fragile thing in her gloved hands, called Prad to come up and cut the umbilical cord. There was our Geney, she had started her journey 40 weeks 20 hrs back in to our arms! I called her ILVIKAA , she was surrounded by incessant flashes and video cams like a celebrity; thanks to my sister. My mother entered the recovery room with her eyes welled up. I could see my last 29 years of life in her eyes. She whispered into my ears, ‘ You are a winner my child!’
Exactly about a year back, it all began with a pink line that appeared in the test. They say- it is HCG hormone but for me that line meant Family. An instant message to my dear husband reciprocated with a bunch of White lilies at the doorstep - an appointment fixed with OB&G ; Lo and behold – we are going to have a baby! I wanted to tell the whole world the moment I found out, but again they say according to a general belief that 12-14 weeks is the ideal time to disclose!
My first visit to the OB&G was very exciting… I was beaming and grinning ear-to-ear…. She said it is 4 weeks. S*** What about the cocktails I gobbled down over the weekend?? Well, she said all is well until I dont have any more in future.
Then came GENEY…
First ultrasound was exciting and the sonologist loser…. Am sure she would have had fight with her husband that morning and to top it . She was rude to me and I made sure that she felt sorry for it… (hmmph) nobody gets rude to me*
Well .… it was a single cell with a heartbeat of almost 172 per minute. It was surreal – I had always imagined something like this and here it was. The report said “single live fetus of 4 weeks” I had my fingers crossed to read 2 live fetuses … but it was not… Yes, I was wishing for twins – BADLY!
I wasn't feeling very good about addressing it so clinical as this. We named it as Geney- made of our genes and we started addressing the lil’ one as Baby Geney , then onwards!
As my OB&G would put – your pregnancy is generally how you want to make it , there are some things that are under your control and most importantly positive thinking and eating healthy would do the trick. I followed to the T. Pregnancy was a whole gamut of experiences, sour pukes and stretchable pants, always possessed by fatigue and fat , waiting for movements in bump to incontinence there was something new that was happening to us every single day – I mention us because the one on receiving end was my dear Prad. My mood swings were on an all time high… actually they weren’t swings anymore they were hormones rocking! Weepy mornings, angry dinners to horribly cranky outings – Oh yes! he braved them all.
Monthly checkups were interesting and full of anxiety. The bump was growing and Geney first moved on on Diwali. I think over joyous is the word. Before I could realize I was in my last trimester, winter was over! Geney would respond with stronger kicks to daddy’s songs and would nudge during my official meetings. I think this post would be incomplete without the mention my dear office colleagues and my reporting manager. I wouldn't have been a happy Ms.Blimpy and happier mom to Geney without them!
My Godh Bharai- the Indian Baby Shower ceremony at 28weeks is very close to my heart. Hosted by my parents and well attended by my near and dear ones it made me feel special and so loved all at the same time!
The time was drawing closer, very amusingly during one of our antenatal classes it was discussed that since my due date is close to 2011 cricket World Cup finals- there is a chance that I have a baby on the same day. And there I was - squirming in labor, timing my contractions on the D-day!
At 11:50AM Geney arrived , she was small, wide awake and looked a little confused to me.. she lay on my stomach for a while before my OB&G picked up the fragile thing in her gloved hands, called Prad to come up and cut the umbilical cord. There was our Geney, she had started her journey 40 weeks 20 hrs back in to our arms! I called her ILVIKAA , she was surrounded by incessant flashes and video cams like a celebrity; thanks to my sister. My mother entered the recovery room with her eyes welled up. I could see my last 29 years of life in her eyes. She whispered into my ears, ‘ You are a winner my child!’