22nd May, 2007
The surprise of being pregnant has all but disappeared as far as I am concerned but still draws curious looks from friends(who know that I am pregnant) and colleagues/coworkers(who are slowly discovering it, or sweet gossips have been already whispered in their ears and they are just confirming it) . For me and Suraj, this has been replaced by the joy and anxiety of a tiny tot arriving soon in this world, and the affection and care that She (I still have a strong intuition that the baby is a girl…Say a loud “Amen” to that) would need.
I am like 5 months pregnant now, and my good old reliable link
http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/pregnancycalendar/l/blweek22.htm (thanks again Ketan...I can never thank you enough for this) speaks volumes about what the baby is like on what week. Follow the link to see what the baby looks like and is capable of doing when he/she is 22 weeks old.
QUOTE
Beginning of Part I: Its 7:45 pm
Doctor : Please let me take the measurements and I will explain you everything.
Me : hmmm ok (disappointingly smiling)
Doctor types : HEAD (and then after sometime) ABDOMEN
Me thinking : is that really the abdomen?
Doctor types : FEMUR (and then after sometime) HUMUS
Me thinking : that should be the legs. Is this doctor gonna just go on typing or what?
Doctor Speaks : (me thinking : Thank God) you see that?
Me Says : yes, that’s the heart pumping (me thinks, so ferociously??)
Doctor Speaks again : There are 4 chambers clearly visible
Me thinks : 2 auricles and 2 ventricles. How about the blood flow is that normal?
Doctor Silently adjusting some setting, and checks for the blood flow.
Doctor Speaks : normal flow of blood in and out of the heart
Doctor Speaks : you see that??
Me Speaks : Ya the thumb going in the mouth
Doctor Speaks : see that, clasping and unclasping of hand. See that curling and uncurling of fist.
Doctor Exclaims : oh no?
Me thinks : what now??
Doctor exasperated
Doctor Requests : can you please pass urine and come back?
Me thinks : more than happy to do that
End of Part I : Its already 8:00 pm
Beginning of Part II: Its 8:05 pm
Doctor Speaks : see that again??
Me speaks : yes, thumb sucking (me also smiles J , me also has tiniest of tiny tear in my eyes)
Doctor exasperated again and also being disturbed by his subordinate.
Doctor Speaks (a lil relieved) : there you see, that’s the backbone.
Me thinks : you mean Spinal Cord. Not bad haan, my knowledge of biological names for the anatomy. Me pleased.
Doctor Requests : please turn to your left.
Me obeys
Doctor Speaks : oh No. siggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Me thinks : ahhhhhh stop sighing man.
Doctor speaks : lets wait for 2 minutes
Me speaks : alright
End of Part II: Its now 8:15pm
Beginning of Part III: Its 8:17 pm
Doctor speaks : Ok
Me speaks : Ok
Doctor sighs again.
Me concerned : Anything wrong doctor?
Doctor speaks : I cann’t see the face. I got a picture of the lateral view. I have saved the image of the profile, but I can’t see the face.
Me questioning : what? (me smiles proudly too)
Doctor Speaks again : I have a clear picture of the backbone (I think, u mean Spinal cord), but the face has not being captured in totality. I am sorry.
Me gets off the table smiling.
End of Part III: 8:30pm and its all done.
UNQUOTE
Everything said between the QUOTE and UNQUOTE actually was Mummu’s first 45 minutes of fame and glory on the monitor of the sonoscan device. That was also mine and Surajs, first, one on one with a 5 month old tiny tot and I think she is notorious.
The doctor’s exasperation actually tickled my funny bone; I was smiling away every time he sighed. Why? I don’t know. May be somewhere deep down I feel Mummu is more like Suraj than me. The ONLY difference between mine and Suraj’s natures, I have an upper edge as far as my stubbornness is concerned. Her sonoscan proved that she is stubborn; she refused to turn around despite the fact that she was disturbed so much. End tak face nahin dikhaya J
I think she obliges more to her dads request than to mine, so conclusion, both of them are notorious.
Before the sonoscan started, Suraj went on and on that Mummu is a thumb sucker. There, the minute she was visible on the monitor, she refused to let go off her hands, she was clasping and unclasping, she removed her thumb from the mouth and again the thumb went back in.
At first, she was happily playing away with her hands and when the focus was changed to her legs, she was kicking away to glory (Thank God for her kicks) then she swirled away, gave us a good sight of her feet and then a good picture of her back and after that, it was like “do whatever you want, I m not looking at you all.”
OR
I somehow feel, Mummu thought, I was going off to sleep and hence she swirled around and she was lying on her stomach. I am imagining, this cute chubby cheeked, thumb in mouth baby, lying on her stomach -- facing my spinal cord, as if hugging me and sleeping.
Everything about the sonoscan just makes my faith stronger ……….NO………..Strongest, as far as Miracles are concerned. I don’t have words to describe it. It’s just
Fun and fears
My eyes filled with tears
Joy and anxiety
My life’s changing daily
A tiny tot
With her pranks and shots,
A Small Wonder
To her my love’s Surrendered.
31 May, 2007
29 May, 2007
I got kicked…
Dated : 19th April, 2007
Last night amidst the inconvenience n discomfort of my sleeping position…whilst I was trying to catch up on 40 winks…(its actually reduced from a snoring deep sleep to deep breathless 40 winks)…
I realized…the reason I wasn’t able to sleep soundly is cos…in the earnest attempt to be comfortable…I slept a bit on my tummy.,..though not completely ….so I tried to slowly turn on my back…I did....n I felt that was comfortable enuf….i began swimming in this ocean of darkness…n thut sleep is finally conquering me….but alas…I realized there were these prominent grumbling noises that my stomachs started making…I thut might be my dream or might not be anything at all. but then now I m so used to the stomach growling n grumbling all the time its normal…afterall 4 months of pregnancy lets u know…that ur body is not urs anymore…it teaches you these facts slowly…but consistently…everyday is like a new chapter…a day of learnings…n questions…..ok I got diverted….
So back to the grumblings. I realized if I had gas(which is a very common thing when u r expecting) my entire upper part of the stomach shud grumble…not only a side. Luckily it wasn’t on my left side..i wud hv shivered with fear, thinking my hearts gonna pop out. So it was to my right, a prominent thump…it cudn’t hv been my heart….then again a thump…is it some nerves…again a thump…is it a cramp…n then a thump….finally I had the good sense(in my 40 winks sleep) to check out my tummy with my hands…I kept my hand gently on my tummy…n a thump…n one more n one more…n I realized probably I m dreaming…then I just pulled surajs hand n kept it on my tummy…n he felt the thump …n again…n again. He was the first one to say “she is kicking”…yes our baby was kicking last night…n thankfully both of us experienced it….its an amazing feeling. I don’t rmbr distinctly when I could first make out the baby’s prominent heartbeat(else I would have written an expert on that as well) but I was praying that when the baby kicks for the very first time, I shouldn’t be missing out on it. God has been kind enough in answering my prayers. Experience of a lifetime.
Yes, I could make out the baby kicking even in my sleep, mainly cos I hv been reading this book on pregnancy, tells u what a first time mothers shud know. These nitty-grittys are probably missed out on by ur loved ones, esp ur mom, they rmbr only when u tell them abt ur experience…n then they iterate their experience. I guess I was waiting for it to happen…or might say I was pushing my baby to kick..to show me some signs..to get me out of my low mood…its her way of saying..”hey I m arnd…don’t worry”
Well quite contrary to what the subject says….its the most amazing thingy…
Last night amidst the inconvenience n discomfort of my sleeping position…whilst I was trying to catch up on 40 winks…(its actually reduced from a snoring deep sleep to deep breathless 40 winks)…
I realized…the reason I wasn’t able to sleep soundly is cos…in the earnest attempt to be comfortable…I slept a bit on my tummy.,..though not completely ….so I tried to slowly turn on my back…I did....n I felt that was comfortable enuf….i began swimming in this ocean of darkness…n thut sleep is finally conquering me….but alas…I realized there were these prominent grumbling noises that my stomachs started making…I thut might be my dream or might not be anything at all. but then now I m so used to the stomach growling n grumbling all the time its normal…afterall 4 months of pregnancy lets u know…that ur body is not urs anymore…it teaches you these facts slowly…but consistently…everyday is like a new chapter…a day of learnings…n questions…..ok I got diverted….
So back to the grumblings. I realized if I had gas(which is a very common thing when u r expecting) my entire upper part of the stomach shud grumble…not only a side. Luckily it wasn’t on my left side..i wud hv shivered with fear, thinking my hearts gonna pop out. So it was to my right, a prominent thump…it cudn’t hv been my heart….then again a thump…is it some nerves…again a thump…is it a cramp…n then a thump….finally I had the good sense(in my 40 winks sleep) to check out my tummy with my hands…I kept my hand gently on my tummy…n a thump…n one more n one more…n I realized probably I m dreaming…then I just pulled surajs hand n kept it on my tummy…n he felt the thump …n again…n again. He was the first one to say “she is kicking”…yes our baby was kicking last night…n thankfully both of us experienced it….its an amazing feeling. I don’t rmbr distinctly when I could first make out the baby’s prominent heartbeat(else I would have written an expert on that as well) but I was praying that when the baby kicks for the very first time, I shouldn’t be missing out on it. God has been kind enough in answering my prayers. Experience of a lifetime.
Yes, I could make out the baby kicking even in my sleep, mainly cos I hv been reading this book on pregnancy, tells u what a first time mothers shud know. These nitty-grittys are probably missed out on by ur loved ones, esp ur mom, they rmbr only when u tell them abt ur experience…n then they iterate their experience. I guess I was waiting for it to happen…or might say I was pushing my baby to kick..to show me some signs..to get me out of my low mood…its her way of saying..”hey I m arnd…don’t worry”
Well quite contrary to what the subject says….its the most amazing thingy…
21 May, 2007
10 Point something...
It’s the 19the week and now mummu is busy and active with all her tantrums (there she kicked me :) ) I ain’t complaining. Wonderful 19 weeks and still more to come.
I have been keeping myself up to date, reading books(which honestly I have stopped reading) checking out this link http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/pregnancycalendar/l/blweek19.htm (which I do it quite religiously), and this is where I came across “10 tips for Dads” obviously this link was intended for dads who are abroad(but nevertheless useful tips). Check out this link http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/forfathersonly/a/tippregdad.htm
Well you will get the tips here as well if you just read on…
1. Rub her feet. Doing a hand or foot massage can help relieve a lot of tension and give you some quiet time to talk. I prefer using a mint lotion on my feet to help invigorate myself. Ask her what he preference is for lotion.
2. Clean the bathroom. This might sound like something that is very low priority but who wants to throw up in a dirty toilet? This is one of the best things my husband does for me!
3. Show interest. Yes, you're discussing baby names for the umpteenth time, but it's important to her and ultimately you. Go to appointments when you can, if you have trouble getting away be sure to make it to the big ones like the first heartbeat and the ultrasounds.
4. Take her out to dinner. Don't forget date night! Sometimes it seems like your fetus has taken over your life months before it gets here. Remember to spend time as a couple.
5. Take childbirth classes. Don't worry about turning green or looking silly. These classes will help you tremendously once she's in labor. A good class should prepare you for anything along the way. It also gives you a chance to ask questions.
6. Fill the gas tank. Sounds silly, but the fumes can make her feel ill and aren't good for her or your baby. This small act of kindness will go along way.
7. Read a book. It doesn't have to be a high tech serious book, but showing her you have interests on your own about the pregnancy can ease her fears. Not to mention reading can give you an edge up and provide you with some talking points for future conversations. There are also many websites designed for dads.
8. Let her nap! If mom is exhausted an hour nap when she comes home can make a world of difference, as could sleeping in on the weekend. You might even take it one step further and provide breakfast in bed.
9. Feel the baby. You've heard it more than once, "Just put your hand right here…" All of sudden she reports that the baby has stopped moving now. Try resting your hand on her belly during TV time or while you're laying in bed. (Ask first!) Chances are the longer you leave it there the more likely you are to be rewarded with the thumps and flutters she so longs for you to feel.
10. Keep things running smoothly. This can a variety of things from helping to pay the bills, without complaining, to arranging childcare for an afternoon off. Allow her some alone time where she can relax and do what she wants, shop, read, nap, swim, etc. By helping to ensure small things don't fall by the wayside you will make the household a happier one.
Counter points to the above 10 points are the 10 things that I appreciate My hubby darling does for me and I believe any Dad should do for the mothers_to_be:
1. Filled Bucket in the loo
The need and urgency to go to the loo is tried and tested during pregnancy and everything and anything can irritate you. Infact the need and urgency to empty your bladder is inversely proportional to the speed of the lift, the distance between you and the loo, the time of the day and so many other things. And the last thing that you would want to realise is that there is no water...which is quite possible at times...knowing that there are load sheddings and power cuts so often.
2. Picking up heavy stuff and that means my purse at times
A ladies purse is like one of those massive jungles where in you will always find place to dump things…but if you need to fetch something out of it you will never find things at the right time and also when it is much required. My purse at times can have everything that anyone would need and at the same time will be damn heavy. Without a word Suraj would always volunteer to carry it, even now…I have never heard him complain about it…that makes life easier
3. Rubbing my back
Moms_to_be : Your back doesn’t remain yours at all…for that matter none of the body part does, but "The back" is the most sensitive part…cos I being one of the back-sleepers(someone who likes to sleep on her back)...i find it extremely difficult and irresistible to not be able to sleep on my back now…and if I do, the ordeal of lying awake with this terrible pain is unbearable…n unthinkable…(unthinkable cos rmbr there is a baby inside...so for the sake of the baby atleast the blood circulation needs to be proper...and sleeping on one's back is NOT healthy at all)
Suraj started off with the back rubs quite early on…and its reached to an extent that even if I take his hand to any part of my body(hands legs back head) now(as in when he is wide awake) or in his deepest sleep he will end up rubbing it for me….for that matter even if I want him to feel the baby kick…he ends up rubbing my stomach :) (so sweet)
4. Sharing household chores
Household chores seem too mundane and all of a sudden require so much effort that it is unbearable. Washing utensils, washing clothes(so what if it means barely walking 10 steps grab the clothes and putting them in the washing machine) drying clothes, cooking, cleaning the house….and sometimes taking bath is too much to ;) . And Suraj does it all for me (advantages of staying alone)
5. Midnight snacks or shall I say Dawn b’fast
My first trimester saw me hogging away to glory during the early mornings between 2 am and 5 am (well actually esp thru the early mornings). The first time it happened, both me and Suraj were a lil puzzled as to what I could eat so late in the night or early in the morning, after much deliberation and loads of discussion so early on, Suraj decided to give me cold milk and some khaaris and from then on its been the same, though my craving for early morning snacks has now subsided. In all these getting up and getting off the bed I have never heard him complain no matter what.
6. Helping hand
I no more have to extend my hand to ask for Surajs…his extended hand is always there…be it me trying to get off the bean bag or get off the bed. Before I stretch or extend my hands to pick anything or anyone or to pick myself…Suraj would say “Wait I will come over and help you”. He wouldn’t let me pick up things cos I m not supposed to be bending over.
7. Medications and prohibited food
Having/trying to have medications is a huge task as far as I am concerned. I am perpetually running away from medications. I pretend to go off to sleep or hide my medicines but Suraj without fail ensures that if I don’t hv it willingly…its forced down my throat. Coffee in access is a big no no…(Scientific reasoning : Caffenine hampers the iron consumption in blood...and iron is something very essential for the baby) He ensures that I have a bit of it in the morning that’s it. Confirmation with the doctor is the first thing that he does if he finds that I have craving for something that he thinks/knows is very heaty.
8. Comforts
Extra pillows, bottle of chilled water, packet of milk, fruits, coconut water, hot water bag…u name it we have it. To make traveling convenient now we have our very own CAR...
9. Hugs and kisses
I love attention and its never enough…(my friends will back this one) Suraj seems to know/gauge if I want a hug or a peck and he does that…this is the best part of having a loving partner around.
10. Talk to the baby
Most important...He talks and feels the baby moving and sometimes puts the baby to sleep(by talking to her) and that’s the most blissful thing and wakes her up and plays imaginery cricket with her. The bonding between the Father and baby is there, another bliss.
and for all of this I would always be thankful to Suraj...My Sunshine...
I have been keeping myself up to date, reading books(which honestly I have stopped reading) checking out this link http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/pregnancycalendar/l/blweek19.htm (which I do it quite religiously), and this is where I came across “10 tips for Dads” obviously this link was intended for dads who are abroad(but nevertheless useful tips). Check out this link http://pregnancy.about.com/cs/forfathersonly/a/tippregdad.htm
Well you will get the tips here as well if you just read on…
1. Rub her feet. Doing a hand or foot massage can help relieve a lot of tension and give you some quiet time to talk. I prefer using a mint lotion on my feet to help invigorate myself. Ask her what he preference is for lotion.
2. Clean the bathroom. This might sound like something that is very low priority but who wants to throw up in a dirty toilet? This is one of the best things my husband does for me!
3. Show interest. Yes, you're discussing baby names for the umpteenth time, but it's important to her and ultimately you. Go to appointments when you can, if you have trouble getting away be sure to make it to the big ones like the first heartbeat and the ultrasounds.
4. Take her out to dinner. Don't forget date night! Sometimes it seems like your fetus has taken over your life months before it gets here. Remember to spend time as a couple.
5. Take childbirth classes. Don't worry about turning green or looking silly. These classes will help you tremendously once she's in labor. A good class should prepare you for anything along the way. It also gives you a chance to ask questions.
6. Fill the gas tank. Sounds silly, but the fumes can make her feel ill and aren't good for her or your baby. This small act of kindness will go along way.
7. Read a book. It doesn't have to be a high tech serious book, but showing her you have interests on your own about the pregnancy can ease her fears. Not to mention reading can give you an edge up and provide you with some talking points for future conversations. There are also many websites designed for dads.
8. Let her nap! If mom is exhausted an hour nap when she comes home can make a world of difference, as could sleeping in on the weekend. You might even take it one step further and provide breakfast in bed.
9. Feel the baby. You've heard it more than once, "Just put your hand right here…" All of sudden she reports that the baby has stopped moving now. Try resting your hand on her belly during TV time or while you're laying in bed. (Ask first!) Chances are the longer you leave it there the more likely you are to be rewarded with the thumps and flutters she so longs for you to feel.
10. Keep things running smoothly. This can a variety of things from helping to pay the bills, without complaining, to arranging childcare for an afternoon off. Allow her some alone time where she can relax and do what she wants, shop, read, nap, swim, etc. By helping to ensure small things don't fall by the wayside you will make the household a happier one.
Counter points to the above 10 points are the 10 things that I appreciate My hubby darling does for me and I believe any Dad should do for the mothers_to_be:
1. Filled Bucket in the loo
The need and urgency to go to the loo is tried and tested during pregnancy and everything and anything can irritate you. Infact the need and urgency to empty your bladder is inversely proportional to the speed of the lift, the distance between you and the loo, the time of the day and so many other things. And the last thing that you would want to realise is that there is no water...which is quite possible at times...knowing that there are load sheddings and power cuts so often.
2. Picking up heavy stuff and that means my purse at times
A ladies purse is like one of those massive jungles where in you will always find place to dump things…but if you need to fetch something out of it you will never find things at the right time and also when it is much required. My purse at times can have everything that anyone would need and at the same time will be damn heavy. Without a word Suraj would always volunteer to carry it, even now…I have never heard him complain about it…that makes life easier
3. Rubbing my back
Moms_to_be : Your back doesn’t remain yours at all…for that matter none of the body part does, but "The back" is the most sensitive part…cos I being one of the back-sleepers(someone who likes to sleep on her back)...i find it extremely difficult and irresistible to not be able to sleep on my back now…and if I do, the ordeal of lying awake with this terrible pain is unbearable…n unthinkable…(unthinkable cos rmbr there is a baby inside...so for the sake of the baby atleast the blood circulation needs to be proper...and sleeping on one's back is NOT healthy at all)
Suraj started off with the back rubs quite early on…and its reached to an extent that even if I take his hand to any part of my body(hands legs back head) now(as in when he is wide awake) or in his deepest sleep he will end up rubbing it for me….for that matter even if I want him to feel the baby kick…he ends up rubbing my stomach :) (so sweet)
4. Sharing household chores
Household chores seem too mundane and all of a sudden require so much effort that it is unbearable. Washing utensils, washing clothes(so what if it means barely walking 10 steps grab the clothes and putting them in the washing machine) drying clothes, cooking, cleaning the house….and sometimes taking bath is too much to ;) . And Suraj does it all for me (advantages of staying alone)
5. Midnight snacks or shall I say Dawn b’fast
My first trimester saw me hogging away to glory during the early mornings between 2 am and 5 am (well actually esp thru the early mornings). The first time it happened, both me and Suraj were a lil puzzled as to what I could eat so late in the night or early in the morning, after much deliberation and loads of discussion so early on, Suraj decided to give me cold milk and some khaaris and from then on its been the same, though my craving for early morning snacks has now subsided. In all these getting up and getting off the bed I have never heard him complain no matter what.
6. Helping hand
I no more have to extend my hand to ask for Surajs…his extended hand is always there…be it me trying to get off the bean bag or get off the bed. Before I stretch or extend my hands to pick anything or anyone or to pick myself…Suraj would say “Wait I will come over and help you”. He wouldn’t let me pick up things cos I m not supposed to be bending over.
7. Medications and prohibited food
Having/trying to have medications is a huge task as far as I am concerned. I am perpetually running away from medications. I pretend to go off to sleep or hide my medicines but Suraj without fail ensures that if I don’t hv it willingly…its forced down my throat. Coffee in access is a big no no…(Scientific reasoning : Caffenine hampers the iron consumption in blood...and iron is something very essential for the baby) He ensures that I have a bit of it in the morning that’s it. Confirmation with the doctor is the first thing that he does if he finds that I have craving for something that he thinks/knows is very heaty.
8. Comforts
Extra pillows, bottle of chilled water, packet of milk, fruits, coconut water, hot water bag…u name it we have it. To make traveling convenient now we have our very own CAR...
9. Hugs and kisses
I love attention and its never enough…(my friends will back this one) Suraj seems to know/gauge if I want a hug or a peck and he does that…this is the best part of having a loving partner around.
10. Talk to the baby
Most important...He talks and feels the baby moving and sometimes puts the baby to sleep(by talking to her) and that’s the most blissful thing and wakes her up and plays imaginery cricket with her. The bonding between the Father and baby is there, another bliss.
and for all of this I would always be thankful to Suraj...My Sunshine...
18 May, 2007
Just when we thought a new life had started for us…
I and Suraj have been married now for just about 2 months and were settling slowly into a life of a married couple. The ordeal of getting past the first month, I mean the ordeal of getting things for the home, keeping the home spic n span, all these, adds to ones fatigues. I am lucky that Suraj does seem to understand that these ordeals are not meant for me alone so together we faced these times. Amidst my falling ill and wondering what would be the reason of illness, life was just passing by, when one fine day; Suraj comes home with this thought that I might be pregnant. This fine day happens to be some time in early weeks of February. We planned to take a test on our own. The next morning I took the test and somehow felt that what I was staring at (those two dark pink lines) was NOT true. How could I be pregnant??? I have been married for just abt a month. Well but then facts of life don’t change do they???
We decided to consult a gynaec. She immediately put me on medications, folic acid, must have during the initial months, prescribed for the better development of baby’s spinal cord. I still had my doubts, though I quietly accepted the medications(u just cann’t take chances). Food is a must, but how do I eat food, I couldn’t cook cos I couldn’t stand the smell, I couldn’t stand outside food cos of the smell. Everything revolved arnd the smell thing so I thought. Since I didn’t eat I obviously fell weak, weaker and weakest by the day. Soon enough I had fevers at night so it was best to visit the doc again. This time around we went on 20th Feb which was couple of weeks after our first visit to the gynae. This time around too the doc did some routine checkups and as an after thought she checked my weight and realized that the first time I came in I was 60 kgs and then on 20th feb I was 57 kgs. Losing 3 kgs in a span of 2 weeks, wow it has never happened with me earlier. Ok, so this was bad…finally the doctor was like you have to eat you have to drink milk you have to just think about the baby. Then, the doctor seems to have conveniently forgotten that we need to know the expected due date as well,
and we said “Doctor, when would be the baby due?”
she said “oh didn’t I tell you the dates?”
and we said “No doctor”
she said “oh when was your last periods?”
I was like “20th Dec” (btw that is like 7 good days before me and Suraj got married).
So then she calculates and tells me “your EDD is anywhere between 27th Sep to 1st week of October” (for some reason I keep telling everyone its 1st week of October… intuition I guess J)
Then the gynae stopped looked at me and said “well looks like you are already 8 weeks pregnant, good enough time for you to go and get your sonography done”
I was like “ are you sure doctor”
and she must have thought “God, some gals think that they are the first ones to get pregnant” J
Ok, as I and Suraj walked back home from the docs clinic we decided to go for the sonography just the next day, that is the 21st of Feb.
I somehow believe that if you don’t know how things are/will turn out you are always left awed. That’s exactly what happened to both of us. We went for sonography and I think we looked the happiest couple amongst the whole lot who had come there. For some reason all the women gathered there had a small/big bottle of bisleri. And I was thinking to myself, hey its just February now, but look at these women how coolly they are gulping down litres of water. I was soon to realize that I too will have a bottle of bisleri. My name was called. Did you ever wonder or imagine somebody calling you with the title of Mrs??? I never did, but it sometimes feels nice and sometimes is overbearing. Till now I have ONLY felt better. So I go to see the doctor and Suraj decides to sit out. She tells me please go and drink lots of water well she actually said it like this “jab tak peshab jor se nahin aaye tab tak pani piyo” meaning “till the time you don’t feel like urinating heavily, till then keep drinking water” (there the secret of women carrying so many bottles of bisleri was revealed).
I drank almost 1.5 litres of water, still nothing. And after even 1 hour there was absolutely no feeling, even remotely that too, to go to the lu for Peeshaab. The doctor called me, and I stupidly told her I don’t think there is anything. She told me “come let me check”. Isn’t it funny how our doctors treat the patients? They expect the patient to KNOW everything about their treatment, WITHOUT the doctors providing any information, thanks for bollywood or else I would have thought the doctor is going to cut me open then n there n I will have no time to think what will happen next. She coolly says “idhar leto, pet aap ka pillow pur hona chahiye” ok so lemme tell u all. It was one of those small narrow beds covered with something black rexin sort of a material with the small pillow kept right in the center. Then she puts the monitor on and types in my name. This was the first time I got an opportunity to put my name as Pushpa Suraj not to forget the Mrs part. Well then she takes this instrument, before that she puts some cold gel over my tummy(ofcourse I m smart enough to wear salwar kurta and go, so up goes the kurta and down goes the salwar). She starts moving the instrument on my tummy and there she shows me on the monitor, a sac (which obviously is my uterus) and then loads of urine. She tells me “because of the urine I am not able to clearly see the uterus”. And I think “aaying I drink 1.5 litres of water and spent 1 hour to exactly achieve this so what happened?” The doctor coolly says “aap ka urine sac full hai, aap jaeye aur urine kijeye” I m like what??? Well you need to obey the doctors don’t you. So I went did sussu came out refreshed. I couldn’t believe something that I should have been able to tell the doctor “that mujhe sussu aayee hai” the doctor was telling me instead. Oh the sonography was not over as yet. After that I was again told to lie down in the same position but before that I was asked coolly to remove my salvar and panty. I obeyed again. Just after I lied down, the doctor was holding this another instrument which sort of looked like those hi-fi toothbrushes, which obviously the doctor thought I knew would be inserted inside me(remember that’s the reason why I had to remove my panty’s too) and all I got as information was “ye thoda thanda lage ga aur uncomfortable bhi”. I was thinking to myself “what do you mean, thanda and uncomfortable?” well before I could voice out my objection as to I need time to prepare myself, that toothbrush like thing was inside of me (tell you these are the times when you realize Indians are fast). And there on the monitor I could clearly see my no-urine uterus. The doctor smiles (that is in the past 45 minutes she has smiled twice, I am grateful to her), and she smiles cos she has a reason. She says “your baby is naughty refuses to show” I think “my baby?? Refuses to show???” Happy realization, here I am for sonography still surprised about the fact that I might be pregnant. That thought didn’t last long she made an appearance and the doctor jumps out saying “there u see, your baby” and I see this blurred 1 cm diameter circular thing that was my baby, the baby disappears, doc says “your baby is playing hide n seek” I think “thank God, just like me”. Doctor says “lets check the heart beat” I m still glued to the monitor and there was the tiniest dot blinking away and for a minute I thut it was the cursor, I was wondering a cursor blinking away so rapidly but then I saw the doctor pointing it out to me “your baby’s heart beat, baby is healthy and fine”. And whoever said that the first impression the first image the first feel of your baby and you would forget all the pains in the world, well it is so true. For a minute I forgot there was something poked inside of me to see this view, that I have been falling ill on n off, that I can barely walk 5 minutes without complaining of backache, I totally forgot. I had a couple of tear drops in my eyes, I stretched my hand as if I could feel my baby on the monitor (doctor must have thought arey baba bacha tumhare pet main hai) and with a small voice I requested the doctor “can my husband also please see it?” and she called out “Suraj please come in”. Suraj came in probably scared, but then the doctor repeated the same thing ”baby is fine, a strong heart beat, just take care and eat healthy”. I was mesmerized by the whole thing and wanted it to last for about half n hour, believe me it was done in 5 minutes or less, I think Suraj knew it wouldn’t take that long, he just saw the monitor thanked the doctor and went out(later Suraj enquired as to what part on the monitor was the baby’s heartbeat? And I knew it he was too taken aback by the whole thing to realize what was what? I hope he did see the small blinking thing…he claims he did…n I think he is just too scared to confess that he didn’t see). Before I realized the toothbrush instrument was out of me and I was asked to step down and get dressed. I was still a zombie, well shouldn’t I be? I am a confirmed 100% mother already, since I saw the baby’s heartbeat. I was pregnant…even when I stepped out of that kingfisher flight that brought us back from Cochin to Mumbai, I was pregnant … when I took the test, I was pregnant… when I fell ill, and now 100% sure I m…after the blinking heartbeat.
Till the time I went for the sonography it was all about me as a new bride(rmbr I m still a 2 month newly wed bride) and all of a sudden the focus has changed both mine and Suraj’s, its all about another new life, Our baby…mummu….we hope the baby is a gal hence the name, but even if the baby is a boy, we just pray the new life is healthy.
We decided to consult a gynaec. She immediately put me on medications, folic acid, must have during the initial months, prescribed for the better development of baby’s spinal cord. I still had my doubts, though I quietly accepted the medications(u just cann’t take chances). Food is a must, but how do I eat food, I couldn’t cook cos I couldn’t stand the smell, I couldn’t stand outside food cos of the smell. Everything revolved arnd the smell thing so I thought. Since I didn’t eat I obviously fell weak, weaker and weakest by the day. Soon enough I had fevers at night so it was best to visit the doc again. This time around we went on 20th Feb which was couple of weeks after our first visit to the gynae. This time around too the doc did some routine checkups and as an after thought she checked my weight and realized that the first time I came in I was 60 kgs and then on 20th feb I was 57 kgs. Losing 3 kgs in a span of 2 weeks, wow it has never happened with me earlier. Ok, so this was bad…finally the doctor was like you have to eat you have to drink milk you have to just think about the baby. Then, the doctor seems to have conveniently forgotten that we need to know the expected due date as well,
and we said “Doctor, when would be the baby due?”
she said “oh didn’t I tell you the dates?”
and we said “No doctor”
she said “oh when was your last periods?”
I was like “20th Dec” (btw that is like 7 good days before me and Suraj got married).
So then she calculates and tells me “your EDD is anywhere between 27th Sep to 1st week of October” (for some reason I keep telling everyone its 1st week of October… intuition I guess J)
Then the gynae stopped looked at me and said “well looks like you are already 8 weeks pregnant, good enough time for you to go and get your sonography done”
I was like “ are you sure doctor”
and she must have thought “God, some gals think that they are the first ones to get pregnant” J
Ok, as I and Suraj walked back home from the docs clinic we decided to go for the sonography just the next day, that is the 21st of Feb.
I somehow believe that if you don’t know how things are/will turn out you are always left awed. That’s exactly what happened to both of us. We went for sonography and I think we looked the happiest couple amongst the whole lot who had come there. For some reason all the women gathered there had a small/big bottle of bisleri. And I was thinking to myself, hey its just February now, but look at these women how coolly they are gulping down litres of water. I was soon to realize that I too will have a bottle of bisleri. My name was called. Did you ever wonder or imagine somebody calling you with the title of Mrs??? I never did, but it sometimes feels nice and sometimes is overbearing. Till now I have ONLY felt better. So I go to see the doctor and Suraj decides to sit out. She tells me please go and drink lots of water well she actually said it like this “jab tak peshab jor se nahin aaye tab tak pani piyo” meaning “till the time you don’t feel like urinating heavily, till then keep drinking water” (there the secret of women carrying so many bottles of bisleri was revealed).
I drank almost 1.5 litres of water, still nothing. And after even 1 hour there was absolutely no feeling, even remotely that too, to go to the lu for Peeshaab. The doctor called me, and I stupidly told her I don’t think there is anything. She told me “come let me check”. Isn’t it funny how our doctors treat the patients? They expect the patient to KNOW everything about their treatment, WITHOUT the doctors providing any information, thanks for bollywood or else I would have thought the doctor is going to cut me open then n there n I will have no time to think what will happen next. She coolly says “idhar leto, pet aap ka pillow pur hona chahiye” ok so lemme tell u all. It was one of those small narrow beds covered with something black rexin sort of a material with the small pillow kept right in the center. Then she puts the monitor on and types in my name. This was the first time I got an opportunity to put my name as Pushpa Suraj not to forget the Mrs part. Well then she takes this instrument, before that she puts some cold gel over my tummy(ofcourse I m smart enough to wear salwar kurta and go, so up goes the kurta and down goes the salwar). She starts moving the instrument on my tummy and there she shows me on the monitor, a sac (which obviously is my uterus) and then loads of urine. She tells me “because of the urine I am not able to clearly see the uterus”. And I think “aaying I drink 1.5 litres of water and spent 1 hour to exactly achieve this so what happened?” The doctor coolly says “aap ka urine sac full hai, aap jaeye aur urine kijeye” I m like what??? Well you need to obey the doctors don’t you. So I went did sussu came out refreshed. I couldn’t believe something that I should have been able to tell the doctor “that mujhe sussu aayee hai” the doctor was telling me instead. Oh the sonography was not over as yet. After that I was again told to lie down in the same position but before that I was asked coolly to remove my salvar and panty. I obeyed again. Just after I lied down, the doctor was holding this another instrument which sort of looked like those hi-fi toothbrushes, which obviously the doctor thought I knew would be inserted inside me(remember that’s the reason why I had to remove my panty’s too) and all I got as information was “ye thoda thanda lage ga aur uncomfortable bhi”. I was thinking to myself “what do you mean, thanda and uncomfortable?” well before I could voice out my objection as to I need time to prepare myself, that toothbrush like thing was inside of me (tell you these are the times when you realize Indians are fast). And there on the monitor I could clearly see my no-urine uterus. The doctor smiles (that is in the past 45 minutes she has smiled twice, I am grateful to her), and she smiles cos she has a reason. She says “your baby is naughty refuses to show” I think “my baby?? Refuses to show???” Happy realization, here I am for sonography still surprised about the fact that I might be pregnant. That thought didn’t last long she made an appearance and the doctor jumps out saying “there u see, your baby” and I see this blurred 1 cm diameter circular thing that was my baby, the baby disappears, doc says “your baby is playing hide n seek” I think “thank God, just like me”. Doctor says “lets check the heart beat” I m still glued to the monitor and there was the tiniest dot blinking away and for a minute I thut it was the cursor, I was wondering a cursor blinking away so rapidly but then I saw the doctor pointing it out to me “your baby’s heart beat, baby is healthy and fine”. And whoever said that the first impression the first image the first feel of your baby and you would forget all the pains in the world, well it is so true. For a minute I forgot there was something poked inside of me to see this view, that I have been falling ill on n off, that I can barely walk 5 minutes without complaining of backache, I totally forgot. I had a couple of tear drops in my eyes, I stretched my hand as if I could feel my baby on the monitor (doctor must have thought arey baba bacha tumhare pet main hai) and with a small voice I requested the doctor “can my husband also please see it?” and she called out “Suraj please come in”. Suraj came in probably scared, but then the doctor repeated the same thing ”baby is fine, a strong heart beat, just take care and eat healthy”. I was mesmerized by the whole thing and wanted it to last for about half n hour, believe me it was done in 5 minutes or less, I think Suraj knew it wouldn’t take that long, he just saw the monitor thanked the doctor and went out(later Suraj enquired as to what part on the monitor was the baby’s heartbeat? And I knew it he was too taken aback by the whole thing to realize what was what? I hope he did see the small blinking thing…he claims he did…n I think he is just too scared to confess that he didn’t see). Before I realized the toothbrush instrument was out of me and I was asked to step down and get dressed. I was still a zombie, well shouldn’t I be? I am a confirmed 100% mother already, since I saw the baby’s heartbeat. I was pregnant…even when I stepped out of that kingfisher flight that brought us back from Cochin to Mumbai, I was pregnant … when I took the test, I was pregnant… when I fell ill, and now 100% sure I m…after the blinking heartbeat.
Till the time I went for the sonography it was all about me as a new bride(rmbr I m still a 2 month newly wed bride) and all of a sudden the focus has changed both mine and Suraj’s, its all about another new life, Our baby…mummu….we hope the baby is a gal hence the name, but even if the baby is a boy, we just pray the new life is healthy.
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