Red faced monkey



They say time just flies & they are right. It's no time when it was just a doubt that you are there in me in the most tiny way possible. Then how you & I spent exactly 9 months & a week together. You introduced me to my inner self & I carried you in my womb, to each place I went. In the last week's of your stay in my womb I was becoming desperate to have you in my arms. I wanted to see what God got me to create. Thats you darling. On 17th October, after much wait you were there surprisingly. I m saying surprisingly because I did not have contractions & what I beleive, doctors tricked me to have you caesarian way. Otherwise we would have waited. I was apprehensive, never wanted my belly to be cut in 2 & getting you out abruptly, but then it was the way you were destined to come.
I know I had some strange feelings while I was told that they will operate me. I had never been to any hospital before. Maximum extent I fell sick was viral fever or say incessant headaches which were very much part of my entity.  But, here I want you to know that I was confident, happy & smiling when I got into the operation theatre & same was my stance when I got out of the OT. More to it was, that I knew you are born to me. They showed you to me & I remember you did not look as you were just born... you were fuller, bigger & very beautiful. You are tiny even now... but you were bigger than the babies I had witnessed earlier, given that you were just born.
When your mamu was born & everybody was telling your Nani that the baby is very good looking & fair. Insde I was wondering, why are they lying?? He looked a red faced monkey to me. But you were truly beautiful...
Today you are 80 days old... & there are so many things you do which are better than experiencing the far flung travel destinations. Your special smile, there are some 4-5 folds or wrinkles on your nose.. I mean that's amazing.... you are so clever that you spend that smile of yours very thriftily. You are a very easy going girl... I mean you are not fussy. Though you do not speak any language as such but you have very clear ways about when you need what. I love you my baby.
By the way, there was a balloon kept in your room & it bursted but you did not give it a damn. You were sleeping & you kept on sleeping.
You have taken up so many things from your dad. This one is the most innate quality of papa....
Lots of love my baby.

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  1. Kopal15 January 2017 at 06:01

    I wish she reads this when she b gets old enough to understand 😊

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