Oh my li’l angel…

Three days ago, I nearly lost my baby. I had some spotting the previous night but did not really care for it. That evening I had planned a dinner with college friend and I began to bleed a little on the way. However, I did not indicate anything to her, I cooly finished my dinner and proceeded back home. By the time, I reached home, it was 10.00 pm. I called my husband and then called the gynaecologist who suggested that I need to get an immediate ultrasound. I understood from what he indicated that may be I had already lost the baby. I just prepared myself for the worse and remained as calm as possible.

My husband arrived back from work, much more nerved than I was and we started driving to the hospital where I normally consult. However, we reached after midnight and the radiology department was closed. We rushed to the next hospital. Fortunately, their radiology department was open.

I could not hold my calm anymore and began to cry in the waiting room of the ultrasound department. There was a patient being scanned after which I would be taken in. My husband was consoling me and saying all sorts of pleasant things and telling me that the baby must sucking his/her thumb etc. But I am a realistic person and all his efforts just went in vain. However, I cherish those tender moments that we shared that night. Perhaps, the old adage that children bring parents together is true.

I was then called in and the sensor was laid on me and I kept asking the doctor if the baby was ok while the poor medic hadn’t yet reached the uterus and was still scanning the liver and the spleen. He finally told us that the baby was fine and showed the scan with the baby actually sucking his/her thumb. We were joyed beyond words.

My baby is one of my fondest dreams come true and a dream that I would want to live. I have always believed the best part about being a woman is being a mother. My child is going to be my contribution to the world and I am going to have an important part in making my child a good contribution or a bad one. Children are legacy that you leave behind. I have always wanted to be mother and am waiting to live that dream.

There’s to you, my angel…

Oh tiny heart beating inside me,
Did you know that you are the joy of my soul?
That your tiny feet kicking inside me,
Make my heart delight, my make life whole.

You are my spring in life’s winter,
You are the dawn in the dark night,
In you, my soul resposes and takes shelter,
Because you are the prize after the fight.

My life’s battle has been a tough and an icy one,
And as I fought it, many of my dreams died in there.
As I walked midst their corpses,crying tears a ton.
I found one living dream, fate chose to be fair.

This dream brought to my soul, hope’s bright gleams,
And restored the meaning to live, to be alive.
Oh my source of sanity midst the pain of dead dreams,
You are that living dream that I want to live.