Thursday, March 5, 2015

Hope, never let it go…





Pregnancy and motherhood are the most beautiful and significantly life-altering events that a woman can experience. It’s funny how one little being can change the dynamics of your life. I no longer look forward to the weekends. At times, my husband has to remind me what day it is. Hours in the mall are spent ogling at all the pretty things in the baby section. I can’t remember the last movie I saw, or the last time I had a good night’s sleep. But I have no regrets…

Being a mom, it’s all that I’ve ever wanted. But this gift didn’t come easy. I’ve had to move mountains, just to be able to hold you. At my 4-months check up, you had the doctors worried. You were way too eager to arrive early. They put me on a 5months lock down. So much for all the pregnancy yoga and the pre-natal classes that I signed up for.

My entire time on the bed-rest, not once had I complained. How could I? I couldn’t give up on the hope to see you in my arms, all hale and hearty. All this time all I did was just stare at the ceiling and picture our time together.

Have I told you that your dad is a super hero? For the four months that I was in the hospital with you in my belly, he made sure he never left our side. After work every day, without fail, he would come rushing to the hospital to check up on us. It made me happy, that he was a part of our journey. That got us more closer than ever. I’ve had a difficult pregnancy, but you have been totally worth it.

Today you are all of Four. You just got back from the school. You gave me a choking hug. Your chatter went on and on about your day at school. Am fixing you up a sandwich, while you are busy goofing on the kitchen stool. One look at you and I accidentally cut myself. The cut isn’t that deep but your eyes well up. You run to my aid, grab a kitchen towel and look at me all worried. I assure you, it’s nothing really. But you still don’t stop making a big deal out of it. In your eyes I could see that you share my pain.

That day my heart aced. It aced caused it was full of love. Love so abundant that there was no room for anything else. That day when you held me tight, I was thankful. I was thankful that I never gave up on you. If I had, I would have never met you… Sure the doctors kept the drip going, but in all my heart I know that it was a Mothers hope that helped you hold on tight. Am glad I didn’t give up, cause you give my life purpose.

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2 comments:

Gaurab Mukherjee said...

There is no winner in HH posts...if there would have been, then you would have won this one too. :-) Loved your post. :D

Disha Kotak said...

@Gaurab your comment is an award in itself. Appreciate it immensely.

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