Buckle up!! The roller coaster begins !

Just a minute ago- I was a chirpy woman, fun-loving, carefree and super adventurous and the next minute, am freaking out on every little thing- your feed, your burp, your pee, your poop, your e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g (fun-fact: just a few days before you landed, I had to get some shot in emergency and for the first time, I went inside an actual labour room, and literally felt as if I have landed in a room full of zombies, tied to some pole - the glucose of course.. and Boy was I frightened! I actually ran away from the room, crossed your father and Nani waiting in a lobby for me- to quickly escape what I just saw - they were literally running after me and caught hold of me before I could get in the lift)

Once in the recovery room, every little person would wail their lungs out to tell their moms they are hungry- but not you .. now I dont know if that was a good thing or not because I too wanted you to feed and sleep - and have a feeling that am doing a good job as a mother .. but you just preferred sleeping ! You were literally sleeping for 6-8 hours straight after being born and everytime I would ask a nurse- she would just say "Let him sleep, he must be tired". But me being me, I kept freaking out and ask every new face why you werent crying for milk- so finally when an old nurse came on her shift- she gasped at knowing that you were not fed since birth and at that moment- I was introduced to the world of mom-shaming Haye kaisi maa hai- bacha bhooka soya hai aur kuch nahi kiya isne.... Her words pierced my heart and I was left sobbing alone, as no one was allowed inside- remember.. And after that began my loooooong battle of feeding you, like literally putting a 2-hour alarm on my phone, waking you up from sleep, feeding you, and the cycle repeats after 2-hours..

Do you eat his food too !

No matter what and how much I feed you, it had an inverse effect on the weighing scale, and as a result, I had to listen to so many taunts and useless statements where others would tell me how to bring up my own son! I sulked for sometime, and then enough was enough... Every time some random aunty at park, or a parent at PTM tell me how malnourished you look- I would look at them in the eyes and say- Haan, iska khana bhi main hi kha jaati hu.. and the number at my weighing scale helped ! LOL

When veg doesn't solve the purpose- turn to sausages!

Being thin was one thing, but the frequency of you falling sick was actually worrying me and your dad.. And this was after all the hurricane task of feeding you with fruits, veggies, soups, boiled eggs (even semi-boiled eggs--yuck🤮! I know) I mean, we could not understand what on earth are we supposed to do! So, your pediatric advised us to start giving you non-veg , and see if it helps your immunity and makes you strong.. fair point, so we put you in the car and drove to a nearby eatery, got sausages and I kept looking at your dad (thinking he will do the honors as coming from a pure veg family, the idea of holding even a packed non-veg item was enough to make me puke!)

But your dad being your dad -uttered the words I dreaded the most - khilao isko😮!! "khilao means... like what do you mean" I cried in my protest. And then came his response " A- am driving, B- how are you going to feed him in routine if you cant even touch it?" I would like to mention here that he relished his non-veg dishes as opposed to me who was a pure vegetarian..😒

So yes, that day, holding that sausage in my hand, and making you feed the same.. I knew - life is never going to be the same, but then again, I have no complain and am ready to do this a zillion times over for you my love- K😊

LOVE

Your guffy mom !

RG

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