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. 

So there I was enjoying a life inside me. woohoo!!
Although I never did typical pregnancy "exercises", but I offered my regular prayers and walked a lot.....and that really means a lottttt !!

I never found it difficult to go to the bank, to the market, to the mall, to a relative's place. Since I am covered from head to toe whenever I go outside, I loved flaunting my baby. Yes I used to be tired and wanted to rest as soon as I reached home but somehow or the other I always wanted to be active.
Even at home I was, dusting, cleaning the kitchen, spreading wet clothes to dry and many nick-nacks here and there as my mum had always suggested to be active during these times.
To top it all from very early on I had made it very clear to my Gynae that I wanted a normal delivery and not a C-Section.
And so I was very particular about my sleeping, eating and living habits. My mum guided me throughout to avoid any complications further.