I still remember my exact movements last year at this time. I was propped up in a hospital bed with my doctors injecting gel after gel into me to get the little living thing out of me.
It was at 10 38 it finally made a grand entrance. I almost gasped when she came out. Partly becoz I couldn't believe that it was all over so fast (alhmadulillah) and partly becoz nothing I had read or heard could actually prepare me for that moment when they actually put the gooey, slimey her on me.
Up until the minute before I gave birth my husband and I were convinced that we were having a boy. When she was born and they said it was a girl, my first thought was "cheeky monkey, took us all for a ride". And I was right. Cheeky monkey she is.
The first four months of her life were hard. At that time I thought this must be what it feels like if you are a convict and you are in jail- sleep deprivation, not even being able to go to the loo when u want to, sore body- first from the delivery and then from non-stop feeding, etc. I had had the most amazing pregnancy that anyone could wish for. No morning sickness, no body pain, nothing. Only plain cravings- for Ghee roast- a south Indian dish. And I think it was the bargain God gave for some sleepless nights afterwards J
She was slow but steady in her developments. Until about 7 months, all she did was roll over. From month 8 she started sitting up, standing up and even sprouted teeth. Now she has started walking unaided and insists on showing off at any chance she gets.
Mehreen is probably one of the luckiest kids (alhamdulillah). She is our first born and she is the first grandchild from both her mum's and dad's side. And to top it all she is the first girl we have from my mom's side in 19 years. My aunts and uncles cannot shower her with enough. Neither can her grandparents or her parents.
Every time I try on a new dress or a frock; every time I put a pretty hair clip on her; every time I see a tiny pair of earrings, I thank God for my little girl. Yes, I was expecting a boy but I would have missed so much.
Every day with her is a pleasure. Each day she teaches us something new. Each day she makes us count our blessings. Each day she makes us smile. Life has become unthinkable without her. I know that time will pass with the blink of an eye. Soon she will go to school, then become a rebellious teenager and go on to get married and have her own children. But till then we want to enjoy and savor every second of her childhood. And some day when she is old enough to read a blog, I want her to know that she means the world and everything in it to us.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR LITTLE MEHREEN
P.S.- One of the highlights of her first year was getting third prize at a healthy baby contest. I would like to sincerely thank Heidi Murkoff (http://www.whattoexpect.com/) for her lovely books without which I would have been unable to answer the 100 million questions the doctors asked me- and without which she wouldn’t have won the prize.
It was at 10 38 it finally made a grand entrance. I almost gasped when she came out. Partly becoz I couldn't believe that it was all over so fast (alhmadulillah) and partly becoz nothing I had read or heard could actually prepare me for that moment when they actually put the gooey, slimey her on me.
Up until the minute before I gave birth my husband and I were convinced that we were having a boy. When she was born and they said it was a girl, my first thought was "cheeky monkey, took us all for a ride". And I was right. Cheeky monkey she is.
The first four months of her life were hard. At that time I thought this must be what it feels like if you are a convict and you are in jail- sleep deprivation, not even being able to go to the loo when u want to, sore body- first from the delivery and then from non-stop feeding, etc. I had had the most amazing pregnancy that anyone could wish for. No morning sickness, no body pain, nothing. Only plain cravings- for Ghee roast- a south Indian dish. And I think it was the bargain God gave for some sleepless nights afterwards J
She was slow but steady in her developments. Until about 7 months, all she did was roll over. From month 8 she started sitting up, standing up and even sprouted teeth. Now she has started walking unaided and insists on showing off at any chance she gets.
Mehreen is probably one of the luckiest kids (alhamdulillah). She is our first born and she is the first grandchild from both her mum's and dad's side. And to top it all she is the first girl we have from my mom's side in 19 years. My aunts and uncles cannot shower her with enough. Neither can her grandparents or her parents.
Every time I try on a new dress or a frock; every time I put a pretty hair clip on her; every time I see a tiny pair of earrings, I thank God for my little girl. Yes, I was expecting a boy but I would have missed so much.
Every day with her is a pleasure. Each day she teaches us something new. Each day she makes us count our blessings. Each day she makes us smile. Life has become unthinkable without her. I know that time will pass with the blink of an eye. Soon she will go to school, then become a rebellious teenager and go on to get married and have her own children. But till then we want to enjoy and savor every second of her childhood. And some day when she is old enough to read a blog, I want her to know that she means the world and everything in it to us.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR LITTLE MEHREEN
P.S.- One of the highlights of her first year was getting third prize at a healthy baby contest. I would like to sincerely thank Heidi Murkoff (http://www.whattoexpect.com/) for her lovely books without which I would have been unable to answer the 100 million questions the doctors asked me- and without which she wouldn’t have won the prize.
