Most people divide their pregnancies in months. Doctors divide them in weeks. Others divide them in trimesters. I have divided my current pregnancy based on occurrences. In each phase of this pregnancy I have faced grave emotional situations and difficult physical conditions.
What Doctors call the first trimester was the confusion stage where I didn't know if this was meant to be. Well, that is certainly normal for every pregnant woman. But my confusion had serious causes. I was in the process of making a house and was due to shift houses. If i went forth with the pregnancy, my kid brothers wedding would coincide with my fifth month of pregnancy.
Well, I went ahead with it as is very obvious. And soon Mohit decided to aggravate his knee injury by tripping down the stairs. A doctor told us he needed a surgery. More confusion! And this confusion hadn't even found a solution when I got an emotional jolt. My daughter had her first ever(and hopefully last one) fracture. She broke her elbow bone and was in a cast for 21 days. It must've been a huge physical strain for my two year old but it was an even bigger emotional trip for me. I still remember the morning I stood in the Emergency ward of Paras Hospital getting her strapped. She screamed as two male nurses put the cast on, my head spinned. Light headed, I wanted to cry and scream too.
The fifth month as already mentioned was Prateek's wedding. It went on in clothes fittings and the main festivities. Of course, I couldn't dance as the others did. And the loud blaring music didn't go down too well with the baby who chose to start kicking too soon. Early mornings and late nights, great food and lovely family; all was excellent but my energies were still low.
The sixth month was just beginning when we had to move to our new house which was partially complete. We packed, we moved and made it into a home. The seventh was spent in monitoring too many masons, electricians, plumbers who were there to renovate my house and haunt my days. After umpteen rounds of all 3 floors of the house through the day, the house was still partially finished. I was relieved the workers were atleast out of the house and finally thought I would get some deserving rest.
The husband then decided to drop the bombshell. The surgery that was pending on his knee was now going to happen. So we got him operated and the eighth month began. The anniversary came and went. The talks for a baby shower for me and the baby had been rejected by the husband pre-surgery. Post-surgery he softened up and told me to have one.
So the eight month is now on and so is the baby shower. The latter was supposed to be my way getting my pregnancy pampering. I still remember writing about my first pregnancy being like a courtship period. If my second one is any benchmark, then no one wants such a courtship. While the baby shower is supposed to happen next week, I am still clueless.
Clueless as to when the husband will heal and walk. Clueless if I am nursing him well. Clueless on why Navya is insecure about the attention her dad is getting. Clueless as to when is a good time to cancel the baby shower. Clueless about who will drive me to the hospital if the baby decides to come in early. Clueless as to the things I haven't done: No Lamaze, no bhajans for the baby, no daddy talking, no disciplined eating. Clueless as to what will happen when the second baby arrives.
CLUELESS!!!!
What Doctors call the first trimester was the confusion stage where I didn't know if this was meant to be. Well, that is certainly normal for every pregnant woman. But my confusion had serious causes. I was in the process of making a house and was due to shift houses. If i went forth with the pregnancy, my kid brothers wedding would coincide with my fifth month of pregnancy.
Well, I went ahead with it as is very obvious. And soon Mohit decided to aggravate his knee injury by tripping down the stairs. A doctor told us he needed a surgery. More confusion! And this confusion hadn't even found a solution when I got an emotional jolt. My daughter had her first ever(and hopefully last one) fracture. She broke her elbow bone and was in a cast for 21 days. It must've been a huge physical strain for my two year old but it was an even bigger emotional trip for me. I still remember the morning I stood in the Emergency ward of Paras Hospital getting her strapped. She screamed as two male nurses put the cast on, my head spinned. Light headed, I wanted to cry and scream too.
The fifth month as already mentioned was Prateek's wedding. It went on in clothes fittings and the main festivities. Of course, I couldn't dance as the others did. And the loud blaring music didn't go down too well with the baby who chose to start kicking too soon. Early mornings and late nights, great food and lovely family; all was excellent but my energies were still low.
The husband then decided to drop the bombshell. The surgery that was pending on his knee was now going to happen. So we got him operated and the eighth month began. The anniversary came and went. The talks for a baby shower for me and the baby had been rejected by the husband pre-surgery. Post-surgery he softened up and told me to have one.
So the eight month is now on and so is the baby shower. The latter was supposed to be my way getting my pregnancy pampering. I still remember writing about my first pregnancy being like a courtship period. If my second one is any benchmark, then no one wants such a courtship. While the baby shower is supposed to happen next week, I am still clueless.
Clueless as to when the husband will heal and walk. Clueless if I am nursing him well. Clueless on why Navya is insecure about the attention her dad is getting. Clueless as to when is a good time to cancel the baby shower. Clueless about who will drive me to the hospital if the baby decides to come in early. Clueless as to the things I haven't done: No Lamaze, no bhajans for the baby, no daddy talking, no disciplined eating. Clueless as to what will happen when the second baby arrives.
CLUELESS!!!!
1 comment:
Ha ha this has definitely been an eventful pregnancy for you. Carry on! Everything will work out smoothly in the end :)) hope mohit feels better soon and is up & about. All the best!!!sending lots of good wishes
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