It brings me immense pleasure to share that I, along with 23 other bloggers are celebrating #9daysofwomanhood throughout Navratri. I thank my dear friend and an awesome blogger Prisha for introducing me. I love her blog Mummasaurus I am a fan of how she puts herself across bang on!
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The Prompt for today is – My Pregnancy.
The memory of that day when I learnt of my pregnancy, is imprinted in my mind and heart forever. I was ecstatic, I wanted to dance, and hug my husband tight as soon as he would return home. And that day onwards, I set out for the most unforgettable yet daunting journey.
My pregnancy was smooth and my husband often pointed out how lucky I was to have been spared the morning sickness, nausea, and other pregnancy related discomforts. Pregnancy for me was a way of life with another life residing in me. I continued to do almost every activity throughout my pregnancy. This was one period when I would look forward to the doctors appointment. The monthly scans, the gynac visits became my favorite part of the month. I would insist I wanted to hear my baby’s heartbeat, and would cry each time I heard it at the clinic. I enrolled myself for a parenting class, prenatal course and read various parenting books and blogs. The mother in me was gearing up for her baby’s arrival.
The itchy phase
I had been pregnant for seven months and had loved each day of being a to be mom. One morning, I woke up to severe itching on my stomach. I assumed the stretch marks were slightly irritable, I applied a soothing lotion and thought it was because of the heat. Within a few days the redness and itching spread all over my body. I visited my doctor to learn that it was a condition that could not be ignored. The alkaline level in the body had risen up. He prescribed an ointment asked me to get a few blood tests done.
The blood report confirmed the high level of alkaline in my body. My gynaecologist then predicted a pre-term birth, but said it’s just not time to deliver yet. He asked me to stay extremely cautious and keep him updated if I felt any abnormiliites. I was asked to visit him every couple of days.
The itching did not subside with any ointment or cream. It was now all over my body. My legs had ugly marks and the constant itching had led to wounds that were scalping. I would cry several times a day. The heat, the discomfort, the itching, the restlessly was now taking a toll on me physically and emotionally.
I would still pray that my baby would stay in a little longer. I visited a dermatologist who clearly said this condition would stay till I give birth.
I could not look at myself in the mirror, I would wonder how long would it take for the marks and wounds to heal after my baby is born.
Each day and night felt like a decade.
After a month the doctor asked me to repeat the blood test. The report showed that the alkaline level had almost doubled in the past month. The doctor than decided to go in for an emergency C Section.
I was in shock, I wanted my pregnancy to last a little longer, I wanted to embrace my baby inside me for some more time. I was given a few steroids and sent home. My husband, who was my Knight in shining armour, stood by side, held my hand and said our baby is curious to see the world.
The journey begins
As I lay on the bed in the OT, a little nervous, extremely scared, I offered my prayers to the almighty to keep my little baby safe. I could faintly hear the doctors speak to each other and I heard him say, “Thank God we did not wait another day, there is no water for the baby”. A tear rolled down my eye as I thanked God for having planed my baby’s birth so perfectly.
Still struggling to move because of the pain, I held my baby for the first time. He was so tiny, I felt like I held a miracle in my hands. I saw my husband hold him and he was the size of both his palms.
I can never forget the courage, love, strength and happiness that my pregnancy and child birth have bestowed upon me.
Being a mom to a pre term baby can make you anxious and paranoid. But, a mother’s love is way beyond her worries and apprehensions.