#Journey -part 1
In the previous post I have described myself as a proud mom to a unique child... Yes!! a unique child, a blessed one.
Mine was a unplanned pregnancy. I didn't went through any tests previously. I came to know that I am pregnant when I was around one and a half month pregnant. My periods were always delayed and I thought it to be a delayed one. My pregnancy was a smooth one. In the beginning I had fever with rashes on body. It was too hot and I thought it to b heat stroke and didn't bothered much. But this was not heat stroke, it was the beginning of a storm which would break me to bits. All the reports were fine. I was happy until the 8th month. I went through scan and got to know that growth has completely stopped and would have to go through c section. This day was 20th December'16. I was the girl who feared of even an injection, would puke everytime gave blood samples for tests. And now I was to go through operation. It was 26th December morning when I was admitted. Somehow I managed to show myself strong else everyone would be in tention. It was sharp 11:30 a.m when I heard baby's cry. Although I didn't felt much attachment that time. They said "chele aache". Chele means boy in Bengali. Everything went well... I could see happiness and sign of relief on everybody's face. The third day when I took him in arms I could sense that he's in pain...He's not well... And the same day doc checked and shifted him to NICU. His calcium level went down, he had sepsis and jaundice. This broke me down. I cried my lungs out. More then me my Hubby cried the whole night wetting his pillows. As I was in hospital and he was at home we were not there to comfort each other. Baby's feeding was stopped. He was on antibiotics and NPM.
To b continued...
p.s- the first pic was taken one day before going for c sec... Was very much depressed and sad...
The second one was taken on 9th December'16; when Baby's one of the cousin was going to get married and she said I wanna get clicked with my to be bro or sis.