My little one is my life and her name is Prarthana...Yeah she was born by prayers i think...After 5 years of trying and praying and bargaining with God I got her...I was so desperate for her to happen i prayed i will put turmeric and kumkum in every step of the Tirumala hills....And that's not the only bargain i made and i am blessed with a cute little angel...
She is a preterm kid...born in 7 months...and was hospitalized for 28 days...exactly today two years ago she came into this house, just 1.5kg just bones covered with skin but a very active baby...That was the happiest day in my life...cos i am getting my little princess into my house but mostly because my girl's ordeal ended...Ordeals like the daily blood draws and the constant drip of something... and the incubator... loneliness... yeah lonely cos we were only allowed twice in one day and that too were not allowed to stay long... i don't know how difficult it was for her and hope she doesn't remember that trauma...But i will not forget it until my last breath for sure...
The day i was discharged from my hospital i went straight not to home but to the hospital were my daughter was and i went inside the NICU (only one parent is allowed at a time) and i almost cried when i cudn't locate my baby out of the 24 babies... mothers rushed to their babies just as soon as the doors opened and went in and was blinking looking around...and a very helpful duty doctor rushed to me and asked if it was my first visit and asked my name and walked me to my baby and told me i can touch her, talk to her and i gently touched her and i was standing there for an hour....
Then everyday we wake up at 5.00, my mom pack my lunch and me and hubby left home at 7.00 in the morning, went to the hospital then stayed in a hotel room(not allowed to stay in the hospital) making trips of 3 km every 3 hrs for every feed and finally after the evening visit at 6 to 7 we head home and reach home by 8 or 8.30 depending upon traffic and between this from time to time there will be some kind of scare...now on my sweet little thing will be just with me..
Strictly no visitors...Every feed with mothers feed plus lactogen and she 'll be asleep and have to wake her up which is the worst part, wash her dress by hand by myself, the cleaning, sterilising, bathing the baby and to look back i don't know how i handled this at all.....God i guess...Then so many things like colic, urinary tract infection and a Voiding cysto urethrogram with general ansthesia she went through so much...
But she is the most active and happy baby i have ever encountered...She is the smartest among kids her age...She is 2 and can identify all colors, and say numbers upto 15, couple of rhymes by heart and can identify alphabets upto 'G'(i taught only upto G)...we don't force her to learn anything.....yeah and she also knows to say things for fun and scare me...like if i say there is a lizard there don't go then she 'll go near that place and come running to me coming to tell me that lizard bit her....and if i am scared she 'll laugh like anything...
She is a preterm kid...born in 7 months...and was hospitalized for 28 days...exactly today two years ago she came into this house, just 1.5kg just bones covered with skin but a very active baby...That was the happiest day in my life...cos i am getting my little princess into my house but mostly because my girl's ordeal ended...Ordeals like the daily blood draws and the constant drip of something... and the incubator... loneliness... yeah lonely cos we were only allowed twice in one day and that too were not allowed to stay long... i don't know how difficult it was for her and hope she doesn't remember that trauma...But i will not forget it until my last breath for sure...
The day i was discharged from my hospital i went straight not to home but to the hospital were my daughter was and i went inside the NICU (only one parent is allowed at a time) and i almost cried when i cudn't locate my baby out of the 24 babies... mothers rushed to their babies just as soon as the doors opened and went in and was blinking looking around...and a very helpful duty doctor rushed to me and asked if it was my first visit and asked my name and walked me to my baby and told me i can touch her, talk to her and i gently touched her and i was standing there for an hour....
Then everyday we wake up at 5.00, my mom pack my lunch and me and hubby left home at 7.00 in the morning, went to the hospital then stayed in a hotel room(not allowed to stay in the hospital) making trips of 3 km every 3 hrs for every feed and finally after the evening visit at 6 to 7 we head home and reach home by 8 or 8.30 depending upon traffic and between this from time to time there will be some kind of scare...now on my sweet little thing will be just with me..
Strictly no visitors...Every feed with mothers feed plus lactogen and she 'll be asleep and have to wake her up which is the worst part, wash her dress by hand by myself, the cleaning, sterilising, bathing the baby and to look back i don't know how i handled this at all.....God i guess...Then so many things like colic, urinary tract infection and a Voiding cysto urethrogram with general ansthesia she went through so much...
But she is the most active and happy baby i have ever encountered...She is the smartest among kids her age...She is 2 and can identify all colors, and say numbers upto 15, couple of rhymes by heart and can identify alphabets upto 'G'(i taught only upto G)...we don't force her to learn anything.....yeah and she also knows to say things for fun and scare me...like if i say there is a lizard there don't go then she 'll go near that place and come running to me coming to tell me that lizard bit her....and if i am scared she 'll laugh like anything...
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