BABY’s DIET
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: March 17, 2011
E-boy has two teeny teeth and that’s helping a great deal while eating. I don’t mash many of his regular foods anymore. Mostly he eats foods made of rice flour or even cooked rice, then bananas, apples, carrots and breads. I mash none of these now. He enjoys unmashed more I guess. And it’s easier. Now all three of us get to sit and eat together. We do make sure that nothing spicy gets into his plate. But sometimes it does and Oh! Boy!….
LAZY AND BUSY
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: March 17, 2011
Two clever excuses for not blogging! But I had been either very busy or very lazy. Right now I stay with my hubby and hence I hardly do any stuff that interests me alone. He deals with the baby in the morning and at night, but then I will be bathing or cooking or washing and hence no reading, no blogging and even scarce journal writing too.
There was a point when I thought I would just delete the blog. Luckily I didn’t. Today it came upon me that blogging is thing of my time and I am glad that I have one and so I am pouring down thoughts again.
My baby is 8M+ now. Motherhood is amazing and having a baby-company 24×7 is one of a kind experience. I enjoy every moment of it.
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Posted by: fruitofwomb on: November 24, 2010
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HOW TO BATHE YOUR BABY
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: November 9, 2010
Our baby had his first bath after one week from his birth. He had to be in the hospital for a week as he was in the nursery-ICU. The first bath gave us butterflies in the tummy. My mum, with 2kids’ experience found it very scary to take the tender baby to water. I was a chubby baby myself and everyone says it was easy to handle me. Ethan, on the other hand, was very tender and thin and that gave all of us less courage.
We had a helper at that time – a maid to give me post-pregnancy treatments and to do Ethan’s itsy-bitsy works. She was the first to give an actual bath for the baby. Ethan was placed on a mat. At first we used an Ayurvedic oil – laakshaadi – to massage onto his hair and naalpaamaradi for his body. In our place people give a great deal of importance to oiling the whole body. Since it was his first bath we let him on oil only for 5 minutes. [Usually babies are massaged and let on oil for almost 30minutes. They take a good nap after massaging and when they wake up they are taken for bath. My baby, the moment oil was brought to him, started screaming like anything!] Then warm water was sprinkled on his body. We used Johnson & Johnson’s baby soap and a mild shampoo from the same.
Ethan cried and screamed like anything during his bath. I still have the audio file that I’d recorded that day. We were living in a flat at that time and Ethan was bathed on the balcony and the whole neighborhood could understand that he was being bathed. But there wasn’t any compromise.
It was getting worse every day…I mean the cries!
MEETING YOUR BABY FOR THE FIRST TIME
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: November 3, 2010
As I have already said, my baby didn’t cry. The doctor later said that he had swallowed some fluid while on his way out. It took almost 5 minutes for 2 doctors and 4 nurses to make him cry. I was conscious and I could see what they were doing. They patted on his back, lay him on his tummy, put him on his back and finally the baby cried. Phew! Wasn’t that a relief or not?
And one doctor was stitching my tear. It was painful, but nothing compared to what I had been through. One the bay cried, he was taken to another part of the room. He was cleaned and swaddled and one nurse brought him to me.
I was still undergoing the stitching. The nurse showed him to me. His eyes were very bright and tinkling with tears. I also saw his tiny nose and pink lips. That was an awesome moment and would have been more awesome if I were allowed to hold the baby. But the nurse did allow me to kiss my baby.
Then the baby was taken away for some further tests. When I was being cleaned I dreamt of lying beside my baby and touching his wee fingers and having him with me forever. ‘Forever’ – that’s a long time.
After the cleanings and the stitching, I was brought outside the room to meet our parents and siblings. I could see many brightly lit faces. I was supposed to be in the pre-labour room for the night for some tests. I missed my family terrible at that moment. But I consoled myself with the idea that I can get my baby wholly for me.
I was given a bed. The nurses helped me shift myself from the stretcher onto the bed. Then came the news. My baby should be kept in the Nursery-ICU the whole night and I should wait the whole night to meet him. I forced myself to sleep and I kept on drinking the black tea beside me.
WHAT HAPPENS IN LABOUR
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: November 2, 2010
The pain was very very annoying. I had asked about the labour pain to many experienced women and none, absolutely none of them really told the truth. The last minute contractions were severe. Yea, well, the mother of all pains ought to come with a drama. In most Indian hospitals, there will not be any birthing partner. We will be lain in a bed, some nurses attend on us and at the time of delivery we’ll be taken to the operation theatre where we deliver babies. In my case too, it wasn’t an exception. Many time during my hospital visits in pregnancy I gathered up the courage to ask the doctor if I would be allowed to bring one birthing partner. But I couldn’t.
I was scared and angry during my pains. I wanted someone’s support. I felt a dislike towards pregnancy at that moment. I felt it like a crime. I felt nothing happy about being pregnant. I was screaming in pain and there wasn’t anyone to console me. I have seen beautiful labour moments in films – supported by family and friends, all cheering the labour and easing the one in pain. I was really angry. Very!
Clock tik-toked away. Around 8:45 pm, I was taken to the main room. I had no idea where I’d been hiding my voice all these times. I literally roared and there were some 7-8 roaring and [ta-da!!] the baby was out. In the labour room everyone was supportive. Very encouraging, truly. But I wanted to see familiar faces. Anyway, I was relieved to actually see my baby in front of me. I saw his back first, completely wet, rose body, with plenty of black hair on head.
But he wasn’t crying.
Little Person Inside Me
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: October 28, 2010
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SIGNS OF LABOUR
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: October 28, 2010
SIGNS OF LABOUR
Every woman is a victim of the labour-drama. I was no exception. My labour pains started on July 7th, almost around 11 p.m. but I wasn’t aware that it was ‘time’. Well, it wasn’t time. The first thought that came upon me was to write down this new feeling in my diary the following day. Sleep eluded me for the whole night. I asked my mum to sleep beside me. Her sound sleep was disturbed by my constant waking and toilet visits.
I am pretty sure my mucous like discharges were being discharged more than usual. And the pains at certain intervals made me cautious. Somehow it became 4:30 a.m. I went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. Warm tea could do nothing to soothe me. I got out my books from the shelf and restarted my research on labour-pains; the portions I’d been avoiding! I studied how to time the contractions and many related things. With another cup of tea, a notepad and a pencil, I remained in the kitchen waiting for the next pain.
In one book it was said that walking will usually soothe any pain during pregnancy, except labour ones. Uh-Nah! It wasn’t soothed. I was very confused. Even when I was scared, I was scared to wake my parents. Amma was still sleeping soundly. Papa was in the living room itself after the football match which lasted till early morning. Even my sis had the same hang over and was in her room curled up in bed.
Around 5:15 am papa found me ‘awake and bewildered’. I didn’t give him any clue. Then amma and sister woke up and I was caught. I eased them up and went to bed. For the first time I found my bed the most uncomfortable thing in the world.
Sun rose fully. I had breakfast. Amma decided to take leave. We would have had a wonderful day, if I hadn’t felt any pain. I went on scribbling down in my note pad the time and duration of my pains. It was highly highly irregular and it wasn’t near any rhythm. I couldn’t arrive at any conclusion. All I knew was, it was a new pain, around my anal region and those few seconds were killing me.
Papa was regularly phoning us from the office to check if I needed to go to the hospital. Amma and sis were constantly pressurizing me to get ready to go to the hospital. It was 3:30p.m. Papa came home 3 hr early. They all had a quick tea. They all got ready and gave me the final warning to change. I was scared because I didn’t want to feel embarrassed. My due date was 20, and it was only 8, and if I had to visit the doctor and return home, it would embarrass me. That is a foolish way to think: now I know.
We left to hospital around 4:15p.m.
Busy-Dizzy
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: October 23, 2010
Baby at three months and 2 weeks – Life’s rewarding and pretty busy. I need to find extra time to really pour down my thoughts well. I feel I’m not doing justice to writing. It comes like a heavy rain usually. It’s not happening now. I need to dig out my diaries and summarize all stuff and rearrange and put those all here.
Motherhood is amazing. I miss pregnancy. But having the baby with me all the time is an amazing experience. When I get a little time I do research regarding baby things. Yep! Gotta go!
Week 36
Posted by: fruitofwomb on: June 18, 2010
Wow! I am almost nearing my labour. I am tired all the time. I can’t sit up or lie down or do anything properly. Walking soothes me a lot. But I have to wait till the sun leaves, in order to walk peacefully. My baby does kick well, though it’s becoming feebler. Somehow I feel hungry with every kick and that’s a new development. Whenever I lie down, which is what I do most times, I make sure I read something good. Since my energy is too low I don’t feel like reciting any rhyme or reading a baby book in a motherly fashion to the baby. The Bible is the only book that I read aloud now. The other books that I read are read silently.
Since my sugar levels had problems once I make sure I don’t indulge in too many sweets. And luckily I have started to hate sugars too. My tea is no longer very sweet. And I eat more wheat than rice. I also make sure vegetables are a good part of my diet. My doctor was quite happy with my progresses the last time I visited her. She has asked me to book a room at the hospital for next month. OMG!
My husband’s coming on Aug 1. I’m dying to meet him. Well, there’s still more than a month.
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