Similarly, my life took a turn, when those pink double lines appeared and how I simply got transformed from a chirpy bubbly girl to a would-be mother. I always wished for having the first child as my girl child. I always cherished "my baby's first" in my whole life. My baby's first heartbeat, first kick, first cry, first click, first smile, first look, first word, first food, first tooth, first month, first step, first walk, first turn, first birthday and the list is so long.
I was so excited to check the monthly growth image of my baby as well as my enlarging tummy. I am spiritual as well as karma believer. I always did prayers for my baby's good health amidst all my pregnancy frustrations. It was the first sign of loving my baby without seeing the foot impressions. I believe that a woman becomes a mother right at the moment she conceives not just after giving birth.
I was just counting my days when my baby would come out of my womb. The past 8 months were challenging and painful. Although I was well educated but barely had time to read anything. As well as I was less informed and not fully aware of mommy wisdom. I was going for regular checkups as my doctor was concerned about the restricted growth of the fetus. My pregnancy was not an easy ride. I was not my first priority. I just ate to fill my baby in my tummy. I was not judicious about healthy and nutritious food. My pregnancy was complicated and difficult with exaggerated nausea, vomiting, bloating, reflux, etc. I was advised by the doctor to take ample of bedrest due to my low-lying placenta from the 4th month of my pregnancy. I had access to the best medical facilities that money can provide. Every day I just used to express my fear to my mom. I was so scared, I just gave myself the worst Mom award. My mom was the only one who helped me overcome this situation mentally and asked me to have patience and faith in God.
And at last, the day came when I had to get admitted as my due time was over and my pains were not arising. My anxiety was on top and my heart was filled with prayers and faith. The doctor tried hard for the normal delivery for two days but on the third day, my body was not supporting, although I was very strong but the pain which I was suffering from was unbearable and my strength- my hubby and my family was also dealing with this tough situation. All were having different ways to handle their fear, grief, and anxiety. By seeing their faded faces I was emerging stronger and was hiding my pain and showing a different level of courage altogether.
Finally, the doctor decided to shift me to the labor room, and they did all the preparations for the C-section. My hubby sat with his head between his palms, his legs were continuously moving. He was anxious as hell. Whenever the OT door opened, he looked up in anticipation.
As soon as I got conscious, I heard my baby's first cry and when the doctor revealed that she is a baby girl, I felt like my life had changed forever. My baby was born healthy and strong. I saw my baby's first footprints, her first touch, so small and sweet. My tears were rolling down my cheeks. I waited for my princess like nothing else. I was happy as I gave birth to another life.
And when the OT door was opened, the doctor sauntered out giving instructions to the nurse, sooner, I was shifted to the private room along with my baby. My hubby rushed towards me and his heart pounded loudly. Suddenly the doctor came and said to my family- Congratulations! It's a baby girl, both mother and baby are doing well. Nothing to worry it's a win-win situation. My hubby's eyes were filled with tears of happiness, his emotions burst out and he sobbed uncontrollably. He joined his hands in gratitude. His tears, choking his throat did not let him speak even a word. He just took baby once in his arms and smiled.
I asked the nurse to show the first footprints of my baby to him. We both decided to frame it and customize it with different borders and colors. At that moment I just wanted to capture it forever, as my unforgettable memory and wanted to celebrate the birth of my baby.
Whenever I see those little feet with tiny toes, I really wonder how quickly time goes. These memories are precious treasure. My baby has grown but these two little footprints help me recall how she tiptoed into my world and what imprint her footsteps have left upon my heart.
Today my home is filled with giggles and laughter with nonstop chatter and playful banter. I am a mother of two dolls. They are wonderful partners. They just drive me crazy with their mischief and antics. I am really amazed and cherish it's every bit.
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Dear readers,
Looking forward to read your wonderful comments as well as do share "your child's first". Every mother has a beautiful experience!!
And at last, the day came when I had to get admitted as my due time was over and my pains were not arising. My anxiety was on top and my heart was filled with prayers and faith. The doctor tried hard for the normal delivery for two days but on the third day, my body was not supporting, although I was very strong but the pain which I was suffering from was unbearable and my strength- my hubby and my family was also dealing with this tough situation. All were having different ways to handle their fear, grief, and anxiety. By seeing their faded faces I was emerging stronger and was hiding my pain and showing a different level of courage altogether.
Finally, the doctor decided to shift me to the labor room, and they did all the preparations for the C-section. My hubby sat with his head between his palms, his legs were continuously moving. He was anxious as hell. Whenever the OT door opened, he looked up in anticipation.
As soon as I got conscious, I heard my baby's first cry and when the doctor revealed that she is a baby girl, I felt like my life had changed forever. My baby was born healthy and strong. I saw my baby's first footprints, her first touch, so small and sweet. My tears were rolling down my cheeks. I waited for my princess like nothing else. I was happy as I gave birth to another life.
And when the OT door was opened, the doctor sauntered out giving instructions to the nurse, sooner, I was shifted to the private room along with my baby. My hubby rushed towards me and his heart pounded loudly. Suddenly the doctor came and said to my family- Congratulations! It's a baby girl, both mother and baby are doing well. Nothing to worry it's a win-win situation. My hubby's eyes were filled with tears of happiness, his emotions burst out and he sobbed uncontrollably. He joined his hands in gratitude. His tears, choking his throat did not let him speak even a word. He just took baby once in his arms and smiled.
I asked the nurse to show the first footprints of my baby to him. We both decided to frame it and customize it with different borders and colors. At that moment I just wanted to capture it forever, as my unforgettable memory and wanted to celebrate the birth of my baby.
Whenever I see those little feet with tiny toes, I really wonder how quickly time goes. These memories are precious treasure. My baby has grown but these two little footprints help me recall how she tiptoed into my world and what imprint her footsteps have left upon my heart.
Today my home is filled with giggles and laughter with nonstop chatter and playful banter. I am a mother of two dolls. They are wonderful partners. They just drive me crazy with their mischief and antics. I am really amazed and cherish it's every bit.
****
Dear readers,
Looking forward to read your wonderful comments as well as do share "your child's first". Every mother has a beautiful experience!!
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