Birth of a Mother
29th May 2011, I was all nervous and shaky. The Doctor had asked me to get myself admitted into the hospital for delivering the baby that was happily concealed in my womb for over 39 weeks. My husband wanted the best of the amenities to be provided for his baby. He booked an expensive suite room. Room No. 300. Coincidently, our baby was also to be born on 30th.
Right from the day that the nurse in the hospital told me that I was pregnant (well from April 2008 - Sept 2011 I was expecting this news but surprisingly not in October 2011) to the day that doctor told me to get myself admitted, every day was a new day. Every move that I made was for my baby. Every morsel that I ate was for my baby. I did everything that was necessary to ensure that my baby was safe. I did everything that was said to be absolutely necessary to ensure that the baby's future was good and its thought process was channelised in the right way, right from the time it was in my womb (from reading good books to doing household chores). Ultimately when "The DAY" came, I was really nervous. :-).
I was the nervous the most on 29th, I don't think I was so nervous ever before (the magnitude makes the difference). I walked all night and hardly slept for half an hour that day. I even made a friend there. She was expecting her baby in the next few hours. As I was singing, her labour pains started. On 30th May, around 4 AM her son was born. (Sadly, I forgot to get her name, a Marathi lady). I continued my walks. After Bhajans it was slokas. My mother was in deep sleep. Poor lady, she was down with Kidney stones and had to take pain killers that were making her drowsy. All my thoughts were towards the safety of my baby. I was praying that even if some disaster had to fall, God should protect my baby. I even woke mom and asked her to promise that incase something happens to me, she will ensure that my baby is safe and is raised properly. I even asked her to promise that she will not fight with dad in the baby's presence. Mom said "Don't talk nonsense" and went to sleep (well she never promised though).
My husband came around 10 AM to the hospital. He was engrossed in his laptop doing his office work. I couldn't take the stress anymore. My abdomen was really heavy and it was getting more difficult to walk. Nobody around was talking to me also. Everybody was anxious. My inlaws opted to stay at home. They promised to come once I went into labour. I was responding to office mails from my blackberry (some distraction was needed).
Around 12.00 Noon, I went to the labour ward. The Doctor checked and said that the cervix hadn't opened and it was better to go in for a operative delivery. My husband was called in and he readily gave a go-ahead (My plans for making him my birthing parter went down the drain. I knew he'd chicken out but wanted him to experience the awesome moment of seeing the baby come out. Well that did not happen. I was a bit disappointed). Slowly he escorted me out of the labour ward to my room. I couldn't walk. My abdomen was becoming heavier by the minute.
As I reached the room, I told mom and dad that the doctor was to operate on me. Next thing I did was to call my Mother-in-Law and ask her to come immediately.
I was upset that I wasn't able to deliver the baby vaginally. I had walked 10kms a day and followed all prescribed Yoga procedures to help vaginal delivery. But that did not happen.
Before I could settle down, around 12.10 PM, 2 nurses came to the room and got me ready for operation. Within the next 10 minutes I was ready. All preliminary injections were given, IV set up and my husband was taken out to finish the paper work.
I really went pale. At that moment, I could not think of anything else or anybody else. Fear of death came in for a few minutes. I called out for my husband. I told him to hold my arm. He accompanied me to the Operation theatre. I was wheeled in by 12.30 PM.
The room wasn't new to me. I was there in that very room for my laproscopic surgery 10 months ago. There I was re-dressed for Operation procedure. I was made to sit. Later I had to change to a crouching position holding a pillow in my bossom and an anesthetist gave me an epidural injection in my spine. I felt a shock going down my right leg and within seconds, I was numb neck-down. People shifted my crouched body to lay it properly on the table. My arms were wide spread. My Right arm was connected to the IV bottle and left to a BP monitor.
Some clothes were put on my face. I could hear. I could vaguely see a clock there in the Theatre and nothing else. Around 12.50 PM the senior doctor walked in and said "ready". By 12.56 PM I heard a LOUD SCREAM. The Doctor said "Ponn Kuzhanthai ma!!" ("its a girl!!" - in Tamil)
I still remember my reaction. I was super happy. I laughed aloud and said "Yeh!! Engaathukarar kitta solungo, avar aasappatta maathiriyeh Ponnu Ponranthirukka!!" ("Please tell my husband that we have a daughter as he wished for"). I was elated, and suddenly tears welled up my eyes.
I heard the doctor say "Santhoshatha paaru. Aathukarar aasai patta mathiri Ponnaam!!" ("Look at her. She is more happy that her Husband's wish came true").
Well I wasn't against having a daughter. Just for fun, I used to tell my husband that I wished for a son.
That day - 30th May 2011 around 12.56 PM, Mother of "Anannya Sriram" was born.
Around 6 PM, when I was wheeled out from the ICU to the ward, the happiness that I saw in my husband's eyes was something I will always cherish. My parents, my brother-in-law, Co-sister, Bhargavaa, Father-in-Law were all there. My parents were busy with baby. My father-in-law was beaming as his granddaughter resembled him. That day, my Mother-in-law kissed me on my forehead. She cried silently. I had kept my promise that I will bring her granddaughter home one day.
My husband is yet to word out the emotions that he was going through when he was told that he had just become a father of a beautiful baby girl. A man of few words that he is!! :-). (I might come out with a sequel when he does tell me).
Well, aftermath of the story, Anannya keeps my mom and dad on their toes. I used to be their crown jewel. Now I have surrendered it to Anannya :-). She rules all of us with her SMILE.
After playing roles of daughter, granddaughter, niece, cousin, friend, student, sister, sister-in-love, sister-in-law, co-sister, wife, daughter-in-law, employee, manager, classmate, teacher, tutor, colleague - I have the most cherished role now. A new Identity.
I am a "Mother".
Right from the day that the nurse in the hospital told me that I was pregnant (well from April 2008 - Sept 2011 I was expecting this news but surprisingly not in October 2011) to the day that doctor told me to get myself admitted, every day was a new day. Every move that I made was for my baby. Every morsel that I ate was for my baby. I did everything that was necessary to ensure that my baby was safe. I did everything that was said to be absolutely necessary to ensure that the baby's future was good and its thought process was channelised in the right way, right from the time it was in my womb (from reading good books to doing household chores). Ultimately when "The DAY" came, I was really nervous. :-).
I was the nervous the most on 29th, I don't think I was so nervous ever before (the magnitude makes the difference). I walked all night and hardly slept for half an hour that day. I even made a friend there. She was expecting her baby in the next few hours. As I was singing, her labour pains started. On 30th May, around 4 AM her son was born. (Sadly, I forgot to get her name, a Marathi lady). I continued my walks. After Bhajans it was slokas. My mother was in deep sleep. Poor lady, she was down with Kidney stones and had to take pain killers that were making her drowsy. All my thoughts were towards the safety of my baby. I was praying that even if some disaster had to fall, God should protect my baby. I even woke mom and asked her to promise that incase something happens to me, she will ensure that my baby is safe and is raised properly. I even asked her to promise that she will not fight with dad in the baby's presence. Mom said "Don't talk nonsense" and went to sleep (well she never promised though).
My husband came around 10 AM to the hospital. He was engrossed in his laptop doing his office work. I couldn't take the stress anymore. My abdomen was really heavy and it was getting more difficult to walk. Nobody around was talking to me also. Everybody was anxious. My inlaws opted to stay at home. They promised to come once I went into labour. I was responding to office mails from my blackberry (some distraction was needed).
Around 12.00 Noon, I went to the labour ward. The Doctor checked and said that the cervix hadn't opened and it was better to go in for a operative delivery. My husband was called in and he readily gave a go-ahead (My plans for making him my birthing parter went down the drain. I knew he'd chicken out but wanted him to experience the awesome moment of seeing the baby come out. Well that did not happen. I was a bit disappointed). Slowly he escorted me out of the labour ward to my room. I couldn't walk. My abdomen was becoming heavier by the minute.
As I reached the room, I told mom and dad that the doctor was to operate on me. Next thing I did was to call my Mother-in-Law and ask her to come immediately.
I was upset that I wasn't able to deliver the baby vaginally. I had walked 10kms a day and followed all prescribed Yoga procedures to help vaginal delivery. But that did not happen.
Before I could settle down, around 12.10 PM, 2 nurses came to the room and got me ready for operation. Within the next 10 minutes I was ready. All preliminary injections were given, IV set up and my husband was taken out to finish the paper work.
I really went pale. At that moment, I could not think of anything else or anybody else. Fear of death came in for a few minutes. I called out for my husband. I told him to hold my arm. He accompanied me to the Operation theatre. I was wheeled in by 12.30 PM.
The room wasn't new to me. I was there in that very room for my laproscopic surgery 10 months ago. There I was re-dressed for Operation procedure. I was made to sit. Later I had to change to a crouching position holding a pillow in my bossom and an anesthetist gave me an epidural injection in my spine. I felt a shock going down my right leg and within seconds, I was numb neck-down. People shifted my crouched body to lay it properly on the table. My arms were wide spread. My Right arm was connected to the IV bottle and left to a BP monitor.
Some clothes were put on my face. I could hear. I could vaguely see a clock there in the Theatre and nothing else. Around 12.50 PM the senior doctor walked in and said "ready". By 12.56 PM I heard a LOUD SCREAM. The Doctor said "Ponn Kuzhanthai ma!!" ("its a girl!!" - in Tamil)
I still remember my reaction. I was super happy. I laughed aloud and said "Yeh!! Engaathukarar kitta solungo, avar aasappatta maathiriyeh Ponnu Ponranthirukka!!" ("Please tell my husband that we have a daughter as he wished for"). I was elated, and suddenly tears welled up my eyes.
I heard the doctor say "Santhoshatha paaru. Aathukarar aasai patta mathiri Ponnaam!!" ("Look at her. She is more happy that her Husband's wish came true").
Well I wasn't against having a daughter. Just for fun, I used to tell my husband that I wished for a son.
That day - 30th May 2011 around 12.56 PM, Mother of "Anannya Sriram" was born.
Around 6 PM, when I was wheeled out from the ICU to the ward, the happiness that I saw in my husband's eyes was something I will always cherish. My parents, my brother-in-law, Co-sister, Bhargavaa, Father-in-Law were all there. My parents were busy with baby. My father-in-law was beaming as his granddaughter resembled him. That day, my Mother-in-law kissed me on my forehead. She cried silently. I had kept my promise that I will bring her granddaughter home one day.
My husband is yet to word out the emotions that he was going through when he was told that he had just become a father of a beautiful baby girl. A man of few words that he is!! :-). (I might come out with a sequel when he does tell me).
Well, aftermath of the story, Anannya keeps my mom and dad on their toes. I used to be their crown jewel. Now I have surrendered it to Anannya :-). She rules all of us with her SMILE.
After playing roles of daughter, granddaughter, niece, cousin, friend, student, sister, sister-in-love, sister-in-law, co-sister, wife, daughter-in-law, employee, manager, classmate, teacher, tutor, colleague - I have the most cherished role now. A new Identity.
I am a "Mother".
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