Category: Pregnancy
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On pins and needles
One of the defining parts of being pregnant for me is dealing with gestational diabetes. It is something that requires conscious thought, planning and management on a daily basis. Right from remembering to give myself shots, finding a spot that is not sore from repeated pricks, meal planning, remembering to test, remembering to log and…
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It happened one afternoon
I was a few days late. I looked up the app on my phone to confirm. Could it be? A voice niggled at the back of my head. I counted again. Seven days late. I had never been that late. Hmm! I voiced my concern to Saathi. He dismissed it. Infertility does that to you.…
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Yeh Dil maange more
In the early days when the idea of being pregnant was just sinking in, one of my first thoughts was food. Pregnancy myths and stereotypes. I waited for the dreaded morning sickness or all day sickness to take over. I imagined myself feeling revolted by the idea of food. I imagined forcing Saathi to make…
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The beginning
I woke up to an alert on my phone notifying me that I officially am in the third trimester today. Putting the phone down, I rested my palms on my tummy feeling tiny kicks. “I love you” I whispered before I swung my legs over to slide off the bed. As the day wore on,…
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Feeling like a fraud
Each day I wake up and feel I am living a lie. I am convinced my periods will show up and I can go back to the world I am at home in. Mother to two wonderful girls. A blessed life. This is an aberration. As my mom fusses about and refuses to let me…
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Home stretch
As I enter the last trimester of pregnancy, there are times I wish I could have journaled the whole ride. I realize a lot of it is TMI and fairly personal which is part of my reluctance to write about it. As I count down the weeks before the little bundle is out, I want…
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Rites of passage
I trudge upstairs, my body weary from being seated all day, working. I put away the kids clothes in their respective closets and walk noiselessly to my oasis. The half hour I spend each day tending to myself. As I rub the oil in gentle circles on my taut, swollen belly, I see them. The…