Flashback series – The big day when we met Sabar and Sehaj

It was nothing like a movie scene. My water did not break at an awkward place. I was not rushed to the hospital in an ambulance and I was definitely not screaming on top of my lungs in the delivery room.

I had a scheduled C-section. One baby was in the head down position (cephalic) and the other was diagonal (transverse). There was no way I was going to have a normal delivery. And since they were twins, C-section had less risk. Was I disappointed that I will not have a normal delivery? Yes, maybe a little. Because just like everyone else I had read and heard that normal delivery is better than surgery. It makes sense for a full term single baby with no complications. But my case was different and I knew, I have more chances of having a C-section from the very beginning.

On my last doctor’s appointment, I was so anxious and thrilled at the same time. I made it to the end. YAY! The doctor checked all my vitals and gave us a green signal; we had to choose the date for the C-section. That sounds convenient but it was quite a task. We had to decide any date from the 11th Feb onwards. Well obviously, I choose 11th the sooner the better. But suddenly my mom started calling my aunts and consulting with them. I could hear the conversations revolving around the words like “Mangalwar” (Tuesday), “doopahar”(Afternoon) etc. Well this conversation was expected. A lot of people actually go to priests and take out “mohrats”(auspicious time and date for the birth). I was not very keen on this procedure. Basically 11th Feb was a Tuesday and it is not considered very auspicious. I put my foot down and decided 11th Feb as the final date. But unfortunately we didn’t get the morning slot because it was already full, so I settled for 12th Feb. Extra 24 hours. PHEW! I could do this, I told myself. During the end of pregnancy the last few days are the hardest, the anticipation, the increasing discomfort and the never-ending wait. It’s the combination of everything that can test an expecting mother’s patience.

Flashback series – Baby shower

Once I was back from America, I really wanted to meet my friends and call them over to Mohali for a fun day before the babies arrived. Everyone suggested a baby shower but I was not sure, since there is no custom of throwing a baby shower in my family. Celebrations begin only once the baby arrives. In India baby shower is also called “Godh Bharai” which means filling the lap. It’s usually a big family affair, which comes with its own rules and regulations.

Eventually after many phone calls and conferences, my friends convinced me to go for it and throw a shower for the twins and me. It seemed like a lot of fun and I was eagerly waiting to meet everyone. Everybody was coming in from different cities and I felt truly blessed to have such amazing people around me. I was super excited! Just before I moved back to India, I made a quick trip to Party city in Atlanta and picked up a few baby shower decorations, just in case I plan to have one. And it definitely came to a good use. In India you can buy great baby shower decorations at Charmed Celebrations. They have a lot of themes for decorations and they ship nationwide.

Supreet [ my bestie :* ]
As the day came closer I realized that I don’t have a dress for the occasion. Eehhhh! I needed to get out of my comfy cotton suits, sweatshirts and cozy woolen socks (the ones which my mom knitted for me almost a decade ago and I still love them) Next day, I gathered all my strength and decided to come back home only once I have the dress in my hand. Luckily it was my day and the moment I walked in Mum & Me, I found my dress. It was a perfect fit. In my opinion maternity clothes are a must for moms to be, you can’t wear your husband’s loose t-shirts and sweaters all the time. And one of the best pieces of garment I invested in was a pair of pregnancy jean. I just loved them, even wore it after the babies were born.( I shall dedicate an entire post to pregnancy jean). Harpriya and Poonam arrived 2 days before the event to organize and prepare everything. We talked and talked just like good old college days and made pink bows for the party favors on the side. On the baby shower day everyone was expected to come by noon and once they started coming in there was a lot of staring, hugging and “I don’t believe you are going to be a mommy” screams. In my friend circle no one has children yet and hardly anyone is married so for them it’s almost surreal.

Flashback series- Pregnancy

The symptoms of pregnancy kicked in before I knew I was expecting. Soon the joy of pregnancy was overshadowed by the discomforts of the 1st trimester. I tried my best to deal with this new situation in my life by diverting my mind to more productive things like gathering information. It’s important to know what changes you will be experiencing and how to deal with tricky situations.

I started reading pregnancy blogs, books and apps. The most helpful were the apps; they provide you with details about the little life growing inside you week after week. Pregnant women go by weeks instead of months, there had been times when someone asked me which month is going on and I have replied in reference to weeks. The development and changes are constant, it can be quite challenging. Once you feel like you have conquered a small battle of discomfort, soon after that a new one arrives. So talking to other mothers, reading books, watching documentaries, anything and everything will help when needed.

Pregnancy books and apps update you weekly about your changing body and the baby. Especially its fun to know the exact size and formation of the baby, they would compare the baby’s size to fruits for example poppy seed, blueberry, orange and eventually even a watermelon. Imagine carrying a watermelon with you all the time, it’s exhausting. And I had two watermelons. Phew! Now when I think about it was a backbreaking job. Literally. But I never looked so huge, and this was one of the few times I have thanked my lucky starts for being tall.

When people think about pregnancy they often think delivery is the toughest part, nope I don’t think so. Really, for me it was the 1st trimester. It obviously differs for everyone many lucky ladies don’t throw up even once. And there are few who realize they are expecting after their 1st trimester is over. True story. When I was going through a tough time keeping food or water down my throat I spoke to many moms. The ones who went through the same experience as me sympathized with me; the ones who had even worst experience then me got my sympathies and the lucky ones who sailed through it could probably see me turn green with envy.

That’s how you give a blood test like a Desi rockstar and express a strong dislike for this procedure at the same time.

Flashback series -Thats how it all started

LOVE. It really does conquer all. Cliché, but true.

Our Apartment in Atlanta

After two & half years of marriage, and living on the opposite side of the planet from India, we were done traveling like nomads; working and studying in US. We decided to head to the next stage – expanding our family. Exciting and scary at the same time: That’s the best way to sum it up in a sentence.

My friend from college Poonam was visiting America and decided to come over for a week in the summer of 2013, I was delighted and we both started organizing a camping trip with few of our common friends. It was an amazing week; catching up with friends, relaxing and living in tents. Not to mention, hogging all the homemade Thepla’s and Khakhda’s,Gujrati goodies Poonam got from India.