Its a Baby Girl !

So now that my wife, Situ has published her interpretation of my thoughts and the events around the birth of our Baby,  I am left with no other option but to get my lazy self up and write about things I have been procrastinating since "God-knows-when"!!

Almost all of the 9 months we have had guesses, fights about would it be a baby boy or a girl... and what would we name it!! 1st I wished for a girl n then for a boy and at last decided  not to be inclined towards any particular gender :) It was all a game and Little did we know how exactly it felt to be a parent!

So Situ is admitted for an operation to take place later in the evening...I come home for a short lunch break leaving her with both of our Moms and we get a call shortly after from them that the doc came in early and - "Its a baby girl!".

I rush to the hospital with Papa....numerous thoughts running through my mind..My first thought being its a girl... Living in "almost" a joint family,  have never handled baby girls... its been boys always and that was one of the reasons we wanted one in the first place! Now that we have one am clueless...  So much of love without even seeing her till now!!

I mean if it would have been a boy, may be we can throw him out one day or he will run away himself or stay back...who knows...Doesn't matter either ways... But she's a girl... You have to be careful... You have to raise her delicately with lots of love and care and one day you will have to give her away!! 

  I know its ridiculous and archaic... but that's the way Indian society works... and you need to have the courage to get over that.. At the 2nd moment I laugh myself off thinking who knows whats in store... May be she will be potent enough to face the world... May be she will find her calling and stand up for herself... May be she will keep in touch after all :-) 

Lots of thoughts n we reach the hospital..Moms are unable to tell where did they take the baby for cleaning...Situ is still in the OT. Rest of the family also joins in, all waiting anxiously... Even Aaee (my Granny) has climbed the dreaded stairs to have a glimpse of Situ n the baby..Situ is brought out in a highly medicated state with saline n all n she is constantly mumbling about the pain she is in!!

I feel a tap on the shoulders & look back to see Papa whispering to me, "come if you want to see the baby". I am like-- What's with advocates & how do they have an eye for so much details! Impressed I follow him downstairs & he points to a small room with a single incubator.

Not knowing at all what to feel n think I move into that room and see a tiny baby moving her hands n legs under a bulb.. That very moment is rather overwhelming and inexplicable! From a state of "blank mind" to standing near a "live-playing-baby" that is yours!! Words fail & am all choked.. well as I said, inexplicable :)

Without facing Papa I quietly go upstairs to Situ's room.. Every one in the family is concerned about Situ & they are like are you crying for Situ!! Hehe... I am like no, "I saw it...it really is a baby.. a tiny one" :D

Aaee is all impatient to see the baby...She will be getting her 1st Great-Grandchild after all! They bring in the baby few moments later.. Now "another" first look at her and all my inhibitions and worries melt away... I instantly know she will be a fighter, born in a family of fighters where people are free to express, take their stand and do what matters!

Over the next 3 days we stay in the hospital with both our Moms taking turns to stay with us to help with the baby..Situ gains consciousness the next day & I hand her the baby with a kiss. Don't remember if I ever said thank you because those words would  have been dwarfed by the Sacrifice, Pain and Tapasyaa (guess the nearest English term is extreme-meditation) she went through for all of us to be sitting here!! No wonder they write so many things on the greatness of a Mother!

1st night both my Mom n Situ are sleeping n snoring in their beds in the hospital room, while I am keeping watch on the sleeping baby :-) She cries n I go up n clean her 1st potty.... Never thought of it then... but now whenever Situ accuses me of not cleaning her up, I bring up the topic that I cleaned the very 1st time :D :D And yes I sometimes think if she will like me once she grows up, will she be able to relate n of course I have thought of many ways to keep her liking me :D

Fast forward and the baby completed her 6 months recently... She's been blessed with a wonderful family support... She's been staying with Aaee and our aunty while we go off to work... may be she loves them more than us now... may be she is loved more by the entire family (being the youngest and only girl)... may be she's been mumbling Bababa Papapapa but when she is stressed and cries, she calls out  A ....Ma (grandmother) / ...Mamma (mother) :-) :-)