Marriage is a mosaiac, you build with your spouse, millions of tiny moments that create your love story.
In 2014, I had an arranged marriage, not less than a love marriage. We got to know each other for almost a year before marriage. He’s everything that I could’ve asked for in a husband – he’s caring, loving and always puts his family first.
His family is an educated one, after our marriage they never forced me for a baby. They wanted me to finish my masters degree in environmental science. My in-laws are an ideal one, their daughter-in-laws study was their pride.
After I finished my studies, family adviced me for a baby but my husband and I weren’t quite prepared. One of my cousin had been married the same year as I and she already had a baby. So, we all know what follows then ‘तिम्रो चाँही कहिले?’ Soon enough, this question got me too!
One day, I told my husband , I wanted to try for a baby. I always had irregular and painful periods, so we planned on seeing a gynecologist. We started our sessions with Dr. Bhola Rijal, after numerous tests, I got to know about my bicornuate uterus (heart shaped uterus) due to which my periods were irregular and painful. This freaked me out, I was scared if I could get pregnant at all. Doctor advised me to not panic and start medication. Bicornuate uterus doesn’t make it difficult for conception, but there is a higher risk of miscarriage and preterm birth. Doctor had made it clear during the 16 weeks of pregnancy, I’d have to get my uterus stitched. It was not easy for me to accept the reality.
Then suddenly I missed my period and we cultivated a SEED in the very first try. That was the most overwhelming moment for both of us and our family.
My pregnancy journey was a tiring one. I got numerous shots of injection on my bump to protect my baby on my bicornuate womb. I was vomiting for almost 17 times a day and I had lost almost 7 kg’s instead of gaining. During the fourth month of pregnancy, I got my uterus stitched as per doctor’s advice. Although I was out of the Operation Theatre within 10 mins. Once I came into conciousness, I had a high fever and had to stay admitted at hospital. Next day, I got home and had to bed rest until 9 month.Regardless of all the pain, hospital visits, vomiting, mood-swings, the sound of my baby’s heartbeat during monthly checkup’s filled my world with absolute joy. My baby was safe and healthy inside and that’s what mattered the most.
On 29march, 2016 early morning, my water broke and I was rushed to the hospital. Since, mine was a bicornuate womb, so we were always prepared for a caesarean birth. At 9:08 pm I got to hold my baby boy for the first time. My heart was overjoyed with this blessing of god in a form of the tiny human. His grand-dad named our baby “ROHEL”,which is the combination of the first letter of his parents and grandparents name.
With the increase in size of my baby bump and the baby kicks – the emotions of being a mom grew more with each passing day. I used to stay happy, eat healthy, watch tom and jerry(made me happy)and read books.
R-RUPAK
R0-ROJINA
H-HARI
E-E
L-LAXMI……………………
