Wednesday, November 12, 2014

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 :) 

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