Text Book Parents - Part I

1:30 AM, I was sleep deprived, haven’t eaten well in days.My backache is getting worse by the day. I have been carrying and trying to console her for almost half an hour now but she won’t listen and it was about time when I was reaching the edge of my patience when the miracle happened. She stopped crying ,clutched my index finger with a firm grip and stared at me with her doe eyes as if asking ‘Why so angry Daddy?’ At that very moment on the 4th day if faherhood I knew my life has taken a different shape and meaning, and all that for better.

Let us take a few steps back and go back into time where it all started. It commenced when two seemingly irresponsible, fun loving , careless and impulsive adults whom fate brought together through the bond of marriage, decided to bring one more of their kind into this world. Whether or not he/she would be one of their kinds is for time to decide but they thought so nevertheless.

Net was browsed for all relevant materials on fertility, ovulation calendars are consulted, articles are perused and fingers were tightly crossed for a month until a tiny line changed color on a device and showed the first sign of the life to be carried and drawn forth. Soon after docs were consulted and lady Ann Freeman fiddled with the untrasound machine to show us a tiny shape less then a centimeter and said ‘there it is’. Are you sure, I asked. Yes, she said smiling. It has a heartbeat in case you don’t know. My amazement has touched its height already and I have to stop short of declaring her half mental when she shifted the probe and I can hear the heart beat sounds. I couldn’t breathe for a moment and I accepted that I am in to witness one of the most miraculous things in this whole grand universe, bringing a new life into this world.

Fear, apprehension, hope were the prime emotions during the first trimester. Watch your step dear….one stair at a time please…you shouldn’t lift that rice bag its too heavy….did you have your vitamins today?......you should increase the intake of milk in your diet and don’t tell me you don’t like it……papaya is not for you…..feeling nauseated again??.....thus went the first trimester and it was time to feel a little reassured that all is going to be well and it was time to let friends and family know too. A moment which was much awaited ….call were made, news was broken, wishes followed and so did instructions.