The Birth Story-III

Aunty was done in another 15 minutes and I was wheeled out.

My sister rushed on to me screaming” Di, he is so cute!”.My husband and Dad spoke to the doctor about my well being and then I was taken to my room. Everyone was cooing over the crib and the morning quickly passed with a whole lot of visitors streaming in and out.

The whole family then left to celebrate with lunch at a fancy restaurant and for the first time I was left alone with the Munchkin.I asked the nurse to bring him to me and marveled at his little features and his little scowl which refused to go away.I could not believe that just a few hours back he was inside me and now he was beside me.

I was still on the IV, and lying flat on my back. I drank copious amounts of water all day. The next day morning I started with proper food but was still in the lying down position. I could not wait to get up and take him in my arms.

The next day, the doc helped me into a sitting position and asked me to walk all by myself to the bathroom. I got up with help and my head swam. I sat down on a stool and steadied myself. I then went to the bathroom and did all my daily ablutions on my own.My doctor was quite happy with this as this was an important milestone. The next day I was walking around without help albeit a little slowly as the c-sec area did smart a little. Fifth day I was back home. Frankly, going by the fact that a C-sec is a major surgery, I had no problems .touchwood. I got better everyday and by the end of the fifteenth day I was walking up and down stairs. I don’t even remember when it stopped hurting so was all in all quite happy. So much for the fear of surgery. Of course, breastfeeding was something else(shall save that for another detailed and graphic post)

But one thing is ringing true- Parenthood is a process not an event. (Read it in one of the mommy blogs .Was it Kiran?)