Lest I forget

<Another post-dated post... written sometime when you were less than 12 months>

There was a birthday present for your mom waiting inside my car, along with Roses, in preparation for 11th March, 2014. We were not ready for you yet, being told that you would be arriving on 14th J. It was a routine check up for which we went to Fortis, Gurgaon and were told “ She’s in labour”, voila!! The world changed for us that instance.

While your Mom started preparing for the hours to come, arranging for Yoga instructors to doctors, and by the time your Chotopishi arrived to take charge of situations, I started the running around for mundane stuffs like documentations and registrations...so much paperwork even before the little one arrives!

Though we were in Fortis by 11 AM, you proved to be a daddy’s boy, fashionable late to arrive at 10.20 PM! And by the time we managed to shift you to your room, it was already ~3 AM on 11th March, and we both crashed on our beds. You were, obviously, sleeping like a baby :D.

Next thing I remember was your mom shouting..where is my baby! You had been taken out by the nursing stuff to be cleaned, weighed and change of clothes while your parents were sleeping after a gruelling day (and night) and when you returned I was admonished for never letting you go without anybody around. Was even made to check whether you resemble the trembling, little thing which came out of your mother’s womb :D. Satisfied, we went to sleep again (you did like to play and tire us even then!).

Our first thoughts with you around, how are we going to take care of you! You were constantly feeding and constantly leaking! Those were the days, when your Chotopishi replaced me beside your mom in our bedroom, so that we can have some sleep, and you, clean and dry clothes every 15 mins (yes Man, that was your frequency, be proud!)

Post-dated post

When you were around 1.5 months.... 

"Anu, we haven't thought of a name" Those were the words I heard as the doctors cleaned him up. Yes, it was a prince.

Your nana, nani, dada, dadi all went berserk, specially your chotopishi. Attention had finally shifted away from me and I didn't mind. One person still had an equal eye on me, your dad. Yes, he is for keeps.

As we were moved to a room after routines, I looked at you, overwhelmed, I had finally given birth to a life. That feeling is difficult to explain, a feeling of completeness, content, pride, achievement and joy.

You look liked an alien, so tiny and fragile, so vulnerable... Pink face peeping out of the light blue bundle, luscious black hair, wide gleaming almond eyes It was about xx am, night was still not over, it was not an easy night, signs of things to come. Both me and your dad were drained.  He had stood beside me as a pillar of strength as I went through rebirth. You were crying incessantly. A set of just-born parents were trying to ascertain, Why :) After several round of lying down and waking up, we realised may be my breastmilk was not sufficient for now. Our first hours at parenthood...

You are close to 1.5 mths now. You recognize me by face and voice. I call you 'betu','robin','tintin' etc. 

PS: This post if finally being posted to a blog when you are 8 months 3 days :)