Finally here I am with my first post which was suppose to happen some nine months back (if not nine then eight at least :P) but as they say better late than never :)
Yes I am a nine months old mother of a cute little baby boy named Rudra who can now sit properly, has started crawling, stands holding up things, blabbers, shouts, and what not!
Gosh! I had so much in my mind to write but I can't think of much now. I better write regularly now.Anyhow let me give it a try and try and summarize the last nine months of motherhood.
God blessed us with our little bundle of joy on 10th dec 2013 and what a wonderful day it was. It was a c-section delivery. While lying on the operation table when I heard crying of my angel (I didn't know till then if it was a baby girl or a baby boy) I literally had tears in my eyes...I still can't figure out why? One of the doctors then showed him to me (while others were still busy with the procedure) and the first thing that I had said to myself was "Oh what a beautiful baby he is!" Yes Rudra was a plum red cheeked baby and the moment I saw him I felt Ecstatic!
We got him home on the third day and it was completely a different place now! Everyone kept telling me life will change completely once you become a parent...it sure does! There were times when he would just sleep and I would keep looking at him and then he would wake and I would be like "God! why didn't I sleep when he slept" . One thing that I miss for sure is my sleep...hehe, every mother does but its worth every joy that your little munchkin brings along and slowly you get used to the same. Look here I am writing a blog while R is sleeping :D
Two days after R was home he had diarrhea and had to be hospitalized for good two and a half days which felt like two and a half years to me. That was the most difficult period and every time I went to the hospital to feed him I would look into his eyes and felt like he is saying please take me home! I cried too but by god's grace he was back home again all good and healthy.
The first three months, R was colic stricken and was up and howling for nights after nights and would keep everyone up. Every time we went to his doc visit we would find some parents with same problem and that made us feel better in the way that this was common and babies outgrow colic after few months. R too became fine by the 4th month. And that's when we took him for his first trip - to Corbett. This is where we had left (we went to Corbett last before I conceived) and it was good to pick it up from there again. Overall it was a good experience though I was skeptical on going for a long distance trip with R but Sushant (my husband) insisted we did. It was a trip with his office friends and went pretty fine.
R is now 9 months and a week old. We have seen him growing and every time I look at his old tiny clothes and his old pics, I still can't believe he was that small a baby. I have quit my job, though I miss it sometimes but nothing can replace taking care of my Rudru and seeing him grow. I don't want to miss upon his activities, things he does, faces he makes, his tantrums, his dances (yes he taps and moves his hands when he is happy), every little thing...yes at times he irritates me too by refusing to eat or drink and he behaves impossible....Gawd!! But this is the joy and pleasure that nothing can ever replace and we are enjoying every bit of it :)
He is our little bundle of joy, apple of everyone's eye (mommy, daddy, dadu, nanu, dadi, nani, mamu). He is our little angel, a miracle that god has created especially for us :)
