The news came in at a time I was drowsy and dead tired with work, in the middle of the work week. Ur mother left the quick birth test kit on the sink for me to find, as I woke up to do my Isya’ prayer. I was confused at first, because I thought ur mother was having a period a few days before, but as you will find out repeatedly on your own; mother’s always knows. And there it was, my second child, in the making. By that time, we have been trying for 6 months, I didn’t quite expect it then. I didn’t quite make it out at first, but it hit us later, that the bleeding that was thought to be period, was an indication of something that warrants immediate attention. Immediate enough that I was actually scolded by the gynie, when I brought ur mother to check her up. U see, by the time we found out, ur mother was actually 7 weeks pregnant. At 7 weeks, it’s a little bit late to find out. U see, because we didn’t know, ur mother didn’t do or rather behave like someone who has a child in her. In that 6 weeks, she’d done a lot of hard work, stuffs that she wouldn’t do, or at least I’ll prevent her from doing had we known earlier. And it was busy times with raya decoration and open houses and rearranging of furnitures and ramadhan before that and ur auntie’s wedding coming up. And because of that the uterus bleed. Well not the uterus, actually. It’s the wall behind the uterus. Its not serious enough that it can heal and recoverfrom, but serious enough to get me scolded and frowned upon. The good doctor told us that its not dangerous now, but if this were to be left without remedy, it can cause serious repercussion on the baby. We silently nodded and promise to behave like expecting parents again. Something which we hadn’t done for awhile now.
And so that was how our second child came. With a knack of surprises.
Children, although some of the past entries were addressed to you Danish, but I want both of you to know that I wrote for all my children. My messages and love and guidance transcend time and calamity are all for you. it just so happen that the past few entries were written when only Danish is around. Should there be a third child, the same will apply to her as well. I have though to re-write all that I have written in past entries again to reflect this, but decided against it. I know both of u will understand this.
And so baby no.2, we await you. of course u haven’t a name yet. As ur brother can tell u later on. Its taboo to name a baby that is yet to be born. But we eagerly await u. especially Danish. See u soon.
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