The clock has started ticking and I have started counting down the days to the big day...the only thing is that with every day that goes by I feel the wait getting longer and longer and the days stretching beyond comfort. The weird thing about childbirth is, it is unique and nobody can predict the exact time when the child decides that it is time to get going!!! Nobody even knows what triggers the phenomenon. And here I am being forced to try out all the nuances of old wives' tales...drinking warm milk, walking, eating dry fruits, nuts and what not to somehow make the baby go...I wish it was as simple as telling the baby...alright, time to move your ass...!
Strange game this final intezaar. With every spasm of pain you look expectantly at the watch...and then when it does not reoccur...well it does not and instead of being relaxed you feel the old desperation seep in. And if the baby's little pranks are not enough your mind starts playing with you. By now I have thought of all the worst case scenarios when I would be in labor and stuck in jam, all alone...totally ignorant of it etc etc. In short, it has stretched to the point where I am plain bored of the wait...of looking for signs of labor...of trying to discern a simple muscular spasm and the supposedly excruciating contractions! When I asked my sister she smiled and asked me have I shouted out in pain yet and I repied ruefully that I haven't yet. And with the knowing gleam of been there, done that she smiled at me and she said...'You would scream. And when you do...everyone would know!"
So here's to the last week of this fascinating first voyage into the realms of motherhood...and no matter what I say...I am still counting...tick tok tick tok....
Monday, October 26, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
9 Things I hate about these 9 months
Oh I am not saying that it is a bad experience. I totally agree with all who told me that pregnancy is a magical experience...its unique and significant and definitely cute and sweet. What with the subtle kicks and the unexpected tumbling and not to mention the heart beating in your belly!!!! The first glimpse of your baby on the ultrasound screen's monitor....to see tiny hands flexing, small feet kicking in all glory...and a steadily beating heart...the sound of which makes warm tears gush in your eyes and leave you smiling with a starnge satisfaction. Everything is blissful and sweet and nice and miraculous.
But there is another side to it as well and I am going to shed some light on the 9 things I hate about these 9 months!!!
1. Morning Sickness:
Imagine waking up only to rush to the loo to have your innards spill out. And if only it would end at that!!! Surprise surprise...it is not only the mornings that you feel sick in. It can happen anytime of the day or if you are too lucky...throughout the day! Add dizziness, hating the very smell of food and a constant urge to puke to make it just amazingly wonderful.
2. Loo breaks...
We are talking about taking a leak break almost every two hours. Think it is funny? Try doing that especially in the middle of the night when you desperately want to sleep but you are obliged to drag yourself to the loo to take a leak for the nth time already!
3. Cotton thy best friend:
Okay this is probaby not a universal pregnancy thing but I am not talking about all the pregnant females am I? I am referring to my own experience and the fact that after marriage I was soon wearing plain airy cottons because my skin became ultra sensitive to anything other than the material left me feeling rather sullen and irritated at times. Not to mention I hardly got to wear all those beautiful dresses I had gotten stitched!!!
4. Swollen feet and hands:
Not that they look ugly or anything...they ache! Big time! All you want to do is have someone rub them for you and that does not happen now does it?
5. 5,6 DON'T Pick up Stcks:
If you love your back, don't even think about bending...not to mention the unimaginable pain in your diaphragm if you do bend more than absolutely necessary...Nobody truly likes bending as such but I am talking about not able to do it...
6. A starnger in the mirror:
My husband says I look cute...he even finds me desirable and that is honestly sweet of him. God knows how I would bear it had it not been for the lovable glances he showers over me whenever he looks at me. Yet I hardly recognize the person I see in the mirror. Maybe because I am hardly dressing up...the overgrown belly and the general fatigue which comes with the 9th month makes you want to just put your feet up and to hell with the world. And add to that the drab cotton suits that are more like a bag than a dress!!!
7. Twinkle twinkle little stars...sometimes I see you and sometimes...
Weird weird sleep patterns. The onset of pregnancy I was sleeping and sleeping and sleeping...now...if only I could sleep that well. Even if you do manage to finally find a way in which you can sleep without getting all cramped in your body, you hardly sleep that well. End result...technically you are sleeping for ten hours a day...technically...
8. My high heels!
I loved...I mean love beautiful sandals...high heels and gorgeous looking chapals...it's been 8 months since I wore anything above an inch tall! Don't even remember the feeling of wearing them...not to mention I am scared If I would be able to walk in them after the baby arrives!!!!
9. Intiha ho gayi....intezaar ki
What I hate the most is the wait. My doctor says that the baby can come anytime now. And what am I supposed to do? Nothing I can. I am waiting for the pains to start...talk about being scared and nervous to death about something and praying for it to happen at the earliest at the same time!!!!
Strange really....so many things I hate about these 9 months...yet...I would not want it any other way!
But there is another side to it as well and I am going to shed some light on the 9 things I hate about these 9 months!!!
1. Morning Sickness:
Imagine waking up only to rush to the loo to have your innards spill out. And if only it would end at that!!! Surprise surprise...it is not only the mornings that you feel sick in. It can happen anytime of the day or if you are too lucky...throughout the day! Add dizziness, hating the very smell of food and a constant urge to puke to make it just amazingly wonderful.
2. Loo breaks...
We are talking about taking a leak break almost every two hours. Think it is funny? Try doing that especially in the middle of the night when you desperately want to sleep but you are obliged to drag yourself to the loo to take a leak for the nth time already!
3. Cotton thy best friend:
Okay this is probaby not a universal pregnancy thing but I am not talking about all the pregnant females am I? I am referring to my own experience and the fact that after marriage I was soon wearing plain airy cottons because my skin became ultra sensitive to anything other than the material left me feeling rather sullen and irritated at times. Not to mention I hardly got to wear all those beautiful dresses I had gotten stitched!!!
4. Swollen feet and hands:
Not that they look ugly or anything...they ache! Big time! All you want to do is have someone rub them for you and that does not happen now does it?
5. 5,6 DON'T Pick up Stcks:
If you love your back, don't even think about bending...not to mention the unimaginable pain in your diaphragm if you do bend more than absolutely necessary...Nobody truly likes bending as such but I am talking about not able to do it...
6. A starnger in the mirror:
My husband says I look cute...he even finds me desirable and that is honestly sweet of him. God knows how I would bear it had it not been for the lovable glances he showers over me whenever he looks at me. Yet I hardly recognize the person I see in the mirror. Maybe because I am hardly dressing up...the overgrown belly and the general fatigue which comes with the 9th month makes you want to just put your feet up and to hell with the world. And add to that the drab cotton suits that are more like a bag than a dress!!!
7. Twinkle twinkle little stars...sometimes I see you and sometimes...
Weird weird sleep patterns. The onset of pregnancy I was sleeping and sleeping and sleeping...now...if only I could sleep that well. Even if you do manage to finally find a way in which you can sleep without getting all cramped in your body, you hardly sleep that well. End result...technically you are sleeping for ten hours a day...technically...
8. My high heels!
I loved...I mean love beautiful sandals...high heels and gorgeous looking chapals...it's been 8 months since I wore anything above an inch tall! Don't even remember the feeling of wearing them...not to mention I am scared If I would be able to walk in them after the baby arrives!!!!
9. Intiha ho gayi....intezaar ki
What I hate the most is the wait. My doctor says that the baby can come anytime now. And what am I supposed to do? Nothing I can. I am waiting for the pains to start...talk about being scared and nervous to death about something and praying for it to happen at the earliest at the same time!!!!
Strange really....so many things I hate about these 9 months...yet...I would not want it any other way!
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