The one thing I learned during this whole period of 9 month is that you start respecting yourself. The lazy and rebel nature somewhere converts your whole life into a disciplined.
Since a C-Section is very common in India today, I had always made it clear with my Doc that I would go in for a normal delivery. No doubt I accept the fact that it requires one to be much more active. Saying and going through isn't easy although I myself found it difficult to go for a walk or do some sort of cleaning and managed my time in eating well and at the right time.
The desire to eat and sleep well almost vanishes but slowly and steadily our living pattern adopts a completely new style, something that we would never do in normal life.

I should always be thankful to my Almighty for making my delivery the most memorable one. Ofcourse almost every girl becoming a new mom has her own different li'l story to cherish about. The 9 month roller-coaster ride with the a being in you ends with a situation which turns all the pain and stress into one gala moment.

There is no joy without hard work and sorrow. And being a mom is nonetheless.
That moment when the ranking of people in your life shifts completely to that one li'l creature whose presence makes life blissful.

 Imagining and dreaming cannot compare to the actual going through of the whole process.

And the best moment.... A life stepping out of you to change you forever !!

Yes I am back after almost 2 months in isolation i return to share my side if the story.
Lemme start with the reason behind my being off from here and that is my 9 n a 1/2 month old son Muhammad. Small li'l things that happen in daily also was one of the reasons. Ramadan being the foremost and ofcourse my son's on/off botulism.
Since the whole month of Ramadan kept me up and awake with me being on my toes from morning till night another thing that worried me the most was my son's potty pattern.
My sweetheart never ever troubled me (even if he did, I always considered it a blessing), but this was something that gets on my nerves. ever since my son crossed his 3rd month, someday or the other his botulism paved its way through as this not only was worrying me but it was straight away affecting his health.

I thank Allaah that my son's doc doesn't suggest too many medicines as i never wanted my son to be on anti-biotics from such a young age.
Slowly and steadily he has recovered and he is much better than before Alhamdulillah.

Sleeping and turning over in bed was always a trouble for me since my 6th months itself. My pelvic bone was so painful that tears came into my eyes every time I changed sides. As I headed towards my delivery date the pain and uneasiness made my nights sleepless.

Although the amount of medicines that I took gradually decreased to 3-4, and my food intake was strictly looked after by my mum who made sure that I had everything that I wanted so that my child doesn't become greedy(a superstition that many people like to live with but I do not).

I remember going to the nursing home to book my chosen room for delivery and then preparing all the nik-naks in a bag that I would be needing in urgent soon after my delivery. Since there was hardly any member other than my mum and papa(who was always busy in work) in house, I was left with no other option than to shop for all the infant needs that is required for the baby soon arrives.

That included the baby's diapers, small li'l clothes, shoes, baby product pack etc., some of which made way to the bag I had prepared. I would lie if I say that I did not enjoy doing it. 

As I said earlier on that its only a mom who would feel this beauty inside out.

I was a craver for prawns I remember. With due respect to those who don't like eating even in their 8th-9th month I loved my Bengali food to the "D">>>>>>>>

As I began my 9th month I was due for my 3rd and final USG. All excited I went to the Diagnostic Centre with my hubby as he had returned from Qatar to be with me for my 1st delivery. I love my USG Doctor Richa for showing me my baby and his mannerisms. Since conducting sex determination test is strictly banned in India, I was unaware of who was breathing inside me. Although all she hinted was that the baby had nice hair.

A li'l bit of tensed I was as my baby had turned upside down. It was more worrying as I had only a month's time in hand and my Doc said that if the baby didn't return to its position I'll be having a  C-Section.

And there I was walking inside my room and doing something or the other to stay active so that my baby returned back to its normal position.

I used to be at ease and feel really relaxed as every alternate day my mum used to apply some olive oil lightly over my tummy. Since she's an experienced woman she made sure that the process be gentle and relaxing. My love for feeling my baby grew each day as the baby inside a mother's stomach changes its action rapidly almost like a living baby.

I made sure that my daily intake of fats and nutritious food continued only so that it could benefit to my baby's health.

No wonder you feel beautiful than ever before.

One thing that I'd been really serious about during my 9 months tenure is my routine.
Especially when one enters the 7th month, the crave for food grows deeper each day. Eating the right food in the right amount matters most.
Appearing for appointments with my Doc was always on my list. As the days grow closer to the D-date, monthly appointments turned to every 15 day appearance.
My urge to eat more also started during this period as this is the time when the baby actually starts to put on weight rapidly.
I was oh so eager to know how my baby was turning out to be each day. My mum had always advised to think of things which made me happy. Anything sad during this time will only lead to depression which will directly affect the baby's growth in the womb.
I never laughed out loud but I always managed to be at peace keeping my feelings aside only for the sake of my little heart :)

It was during Ramadan when My Doc strictly suggested that l should not fast. As excited as ever I was, I decided to fast on the 1st day. Although I did not feel the weakness, for the benefit of my child I did not fast any further.

I remember during this month I walked immensely. Due to continuous walk from one place to another I started feeling stressed out. Since I was pregnant for the first time, I used to be nervous for every little thing.  I remember crying so much and calling out to my RABB as to what my mistake was ? My continuous update with the Internet made me all the more nervous and heart-breaking !!

As soon as my Doc heard of all this, she called me immediately. Without wasting much time I rushed to her and Alhamdulillaah after some check-ups she said that it was nothing to worry about as both my baby and I were absolutely fine. I can't express my feeling as to how thankful I was to my Lord. This made me aware of another thing that I was being way too nervous without a cause as these things a norm during pregnancy but precaution is always better than cure. And in my case walking was never a mistake, infact it turned out to be very helpful during my delivery later on.

Its said that the more you are active the more it becomes easier to give a natural birth.