Our Desire; Our Wish; Our KHWAHISH.

Without any delay, we took a decision of a Planned Cesarean section the very next day which was 3rd November Sunday (A very Auspicious Day i.e Jalaram Jayanti).My excitement had no bars  as my wait got shortened by 11 days.
Got up early in the morning followed by a lengthy hot water shower as I knew the next few days were going to be very untidy

Chose the best wardrobe for a to be mommy: i.e T-Shirt & trousers. I had the option of a pink & blue t-shirt but instead chose Red.Had a breakfast which not only filled my tummy but soul too as I knew the next few months I would have to relish a bland diet.

On reaching the hospital, those 5 hours wait seemed to be like years, I was continuously looking at the clock, requesting its hands to just fast forward the time.Here entered the Papa- to be. Don’t know about him but I was blushing like a cherry.
Pre & Post delivery is the time you realize that Your hubby is the best part of your life,
And for the rest of the part, “Its the blame game going on”Mantras of Bhagwad Gita were continuously chanted beside me for the wellbeing of the little one, making the ambiance so serene and positive that I was fast asleep.

“Time has come, you need to go to Operation theatre, get ready” words by the Nurse.

Inner Me: “Come On Binny, You are going to be a Mother of 2”

I got up with a smile without worrying about being cut open.

Chintan, on the other hand, was just having a blank expression, as though the feeling of becoming a father was not new but the thought of a surgery on a dear one can make your legs tremble on a steady floor.

Entering the Operation theatre with known smiling faces of Gynecologist, pediatrician & Staff members added more curve to my smile & the slightest fear which was hidden in, just vanished.

A prick on my back & my body was at ease, just a sense of a tear & a loud cry I heard.”Binny; Your family  is complete now; Congratulations; its a Girl.”

OHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh………………….

My excitement had no bars, I wanted to jump from the OT table & dance, but before I could have had the self-realization of happiness, I was fast asleep.

What an irony of life, The one who waited for this moment the most, the one who carried the miracle for 9 long months growing inside her, one who has the utmost right on the little one; is the last one to grab it in her arms & just cry her tears out with joy.

Chintan couldn’t hold his tears & Kartavya couldn’t hold his love for the new one.

   

My Mother in Law was happy on arrival of Laxmi & My mother could not control her eyes from being moistened.

I was shifted to an ICU & was in a deep sleep but I could sense everything.

Suddenly a hand rested on my forehead with a warmth of love. no spoken word, no hugs, just a gentle touch which was enough to give me a sense of relief. That everything is fine & I am always there for you.

It was my Papa.

Side by side

I could hear a loud cry from my angel, her cry was so loud that I could sense her discomfort of being away from me, but as soon as she was placed in Chintan’s arms, she was calm.
How amazing is that,  A newborn who came in this world just a few minutes back could sense her father’s touch.

Its rightly said, The love between a Father & a daughter needs no words & knows no distance.
and I was the lucky one to witness not 1 but 2 Pairs of father-daughter bond with my closed eyes.

A daughter irrespective of her age always remains Daddy’s little princess.

Certain is it ;that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a Father to a Daughter.

He understands me; better than anyone else

He is hurt, if I cry.

He is more than happy, If I just smile

There’s something in Dad’s love which is hard to define.

I am blessed to be your daughter Papa

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After seeing the remarkable performance of Chintan as a super dad of Kartavya, I can undoubtedly say that Khwahish  & Chintan are going to set many Father-daughter goals & He is going to be a Super-duper Dad.

Congratulations Chintan Patel on arrival of your Angel who is going to take care of you more than Me.

She is truly a tiny bit of heaven sent from above,
a sweet little miracle to treasure and love.

Our Little Wish ; Our Khwahish.