ONE plus ONE is 3!!

The sixth and last ante-natal class for the over anxious parents to be!

Tonnes of theoretical information about pregnancy, delivery and post -birth scratched on paper, notepads, brochures and everything else the pen can write on and absolutely no idea of the practical parts of it with a totally confused vision of the times to come later, a slide stared at us saying the following:

One plus One = Three(3)

Mohit and I looked at each other skeptically. Turned out we were the 'ones' in the prefix while the three after the '=' was the number we were to be soon. From a couple to a family!
From a double to a threesome(well, don't get dirty thoughts in your minds now)

And the last part of the class went by without either of us understanding any more. The fear of the number 3 was setting in. While the previous eight months had passed by in anticipation, excitement and everything else that sounds even remotely like thrilling, the last month spelt everything that looks like anxiety, apprehension and nervousness.

All of a sudden we were talking to each other about 'never being a couple'. Now we were thinking of all those fears that always seemed dwarfed under the excitement of the new arrival. Suddenly we wanted to discuss terms like baby blues, post partum depression, blah blah and blah...

But one evening of couple co-chi-koo and a romantic dinner later, we figured we'd had our twosome and were back on track. Fear and Worry were out of the window( after much tete-e-tete) and Anticipation was back in. We seemed to have handled our one day of panic pretty well and were raring to go. After all, that is the cycle of life.

And to prove to the much-awaited baby that we are all excited anticipating the arrival, I will be adding a new label to my posts.
"Baby"

Because that's what I think the next 10 or 20 or rather all my posts might be about.
And a loving kick from the baby right at this moment has stamped his/her approval for his/her addition to the blog.