Monday, April 24, 2006

9 months back - in retrospect ...

Hi guddamma:

It was nine months back that you came to us.

I remember how it was - basically you should have come, by due dates etc., in 3rd week of july - but u refused to move out. Then came papa's bday - again no action; finally mama's bday - and again no action. Then we went to doc.
Doc admitted mamma that night and we waited ... mamma was given a suppository to help dilation and softening of cervix to induce birth - but not much effect.

Papa went for brekker to home, and came back - by then doc had come and wanted to meet papa. So papa met doc along with nanu; doc basically said there was no point waiting as we had waited long enuff - so best to do a caesarean as it would avoid any risk from waiting. Once he said this, we felt no point taking risk - so we agreed to the operation.

And then it happened all in a hurry. First, papa and nanu came back to tell mamma - on the way we met thatha who had also landed up; while we were telling him, the nurse came and started getting mamma ready... and u know what, we hadnt yet told mamma. Papa then rushed in and told mamma who was in a daze on what was happening.

Then, mamma was wheeled up to the operating room, while papa waited outside. Papa had already asked doctor to be allowed to be present at the time of the operation. So, doctor called papa halfway through - mamma was lying down, anaesthesised below waist but conscious and eyes closed.

Papa saw the doctors open up mamma more and more - then pick out something with a flat tong like thing- papa saw you then for the first time as your head bobbed out. Then again it went in, and then they picked you up, head out, then the body out and you were held by your feet, connected by the umbilical cord to mamma. You started crying in a sec; then doc woke up mamma and asked her to see you.
Mamma saw you, then asked whether you were boy or girl – doc said girl and took you away.

Haan, one more thing, papa clapped when he saw you come out.

Papa then went out and saw you on the weighing machine – you were bluish grey and crying like no tomorrow :-). Papa then stepped out, and told thatha who told nanu, and then they called up nani and paati and told them; then called up big paati at dadar and your mama-ji in USA, and told them.

So that was the story of your being born and coming to this world.

Love, Pappa

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