It's 12
am and I suddenly have a nostalgic feeling, about what? I am actually
missing something but what?
It's a
baby kick. I am missing a baby kick.
And
then I see you,dear son.
Sleeping
deep besides me.
So that
kick were you.
So when
I had those midnight hunger pangs,it were you.
So when
everyone in the world seemed to care for me, it was for you.
Of all
the stages in a women's life, daughter, wife, mother, the most beautiful
and most respected stage is that of pregnancy. Nevertheless it is a short
passing phase.
So it
begins with the usual 'how will I look like' and 'how will I manage' kinda
apprehensions and ends where: the moment your 15 minute old son holds a finger
you stretch out to him. Science calls it a reflex action newborns possess, I
would like to believe otherwise :)
Anyways,
so between these two bipolar thoughts lay those months which offer some
pleasant surprises.
Surprises
because as a women who is brought up in India, you are not used to such respectful attention as listed here :P
1) No
taxi driver will ever say 'no' to you (if you stay in Mumbai you can empathize with
what am saying)
2)
People will stop lifts for you to board even with your annoyingly slow
crawls/walk
3)
Flexible working hours (you do need some luck with bosses here too)
4) Any
bad mood can be passed on as a hormonal change :P
5)
People smile at you when you eat ice cream no matter how humongous the portion
is
6) You
are forgetting things frequently or want another mad-over-donut's donut, you
can blame everything on pregnancy ;)
7) The best part - your husband will never make fun of you, make sure the fridge is stocked, accompany you for those evening walks, rub your tired feet and will put his best effort to make sure you always stay calm :)
All in
all, it's a much needed midlife realization that civility is still alive and is
showered on those who are pregnant.
And the
greatest perk of course is bringing someone into this world who, you will love
more than your own imagination :)