My story starts from May, 2016 when I was conceived. After 09 months I was born on 03rd February, 2018. Look what my Mumma says how well behaved I was when I was inside her womb.

She was very naughty in womb. Always kicking and frolicking. It was so cool. See would not stop ever. Even after coming into this world see keeps moving. She is my world.

She was very naughty in womb. Always kicking and frolicking. It was so cool. See would not stop ever. Even after coming into this world see keeps moving. She is my world.-Mumma

Well, a day before I was born Mumma started feeling labour cramps and so they visited the Hospital but the Doctor told that the time had not come. In the evening Doctor again checked and finally advised to come to the Hospital at night. Mumma started feeling excessive labour pain after returning from Doctor’s clinic and finally Mumma, Papa and Dadi went to the Hospital. Mumma was taken inside the labour room while Papa and Dadi waited outside. Finally at around 6:30 I was born. I saw my Mumma first. She was so exhausted and looked very tired but she smiled when she saw me. I was taken outside to meet my Papa and Dadi. Papa looked so naïve and child-like. But Doctor said I was not well. There had been some complication during my delivery and I was having problem in breathing therefore they shifted me to NICU and put C-Pep on me. I was not allowed to meet my Mumma and Papa for two days. All these machines and pipes were so scary. Only once Papa was allowed to see me. I wanted to tell him so much how I wanted to go to Mumma but I could not speak. So many people came-Mausa-Mausi, Bhaiya, Nana-Nani, Mausi-Dadi but they could only wave to me from outside the glass wall and even that at a fixed time.

Finally, Papa came alongwith Dadi and Sister wrapped me in a cloth and took me to the Room where Mumma was waiting for me. O! I suckled on her breasts to drink the nectar-milk. I remained in the Hospital for two more days. During this period Sister will come and tell Mumma to give me milk then she would make me burp. Then a Doctor came. He told Mumma-Papa that I should pass stool-urine. Everybody started requesting me to give Ganga-jal and Prasad. How foolish they were they did not know that I was just born. From where would I bring Gangajal; and Prasad. But when hey continued doing this out of frustration I gave them what they wanted-Yes, I did potty and shu-shu. They were happy thereafter. I have not been able to understand their strange behavior till now. Not only this but they also threw away my Potty and Shu-shu. I wish I had at least a picture of my first Potty and Shu-Shu for uploading here.

Bearing with the Pain-world:

Oh! In all this goody-goody I forgot to mention that I was made to bear with so much pain when a very cruel, devilish Sister took me to a still more cruel and merciless man who took a lot of blood my cutting my hand. All my cries were unheard. It was not before I was able to meet my Mumma that I could forget that trauma.

My First Clothes:

Papa and Dadu brought so many clothes for me. Please see some of the pictures of my first clothes. Then we went to our home.

Finally At-Home:

At home, there were Dadu-Dadi, Nana-Nani apart from Mumma-Papa. I would look at them and try to recognize them. Mumma will feed me her breast-milk. Will you believe that I was not given anything to eat or drink (not even water) the first 06 months of my life after I was born. Then started all visits to evil-Doctors, who would pirce my soft skin with their mammoth and dangerous needles. It was so painful. Do you want to know how many vaccinations I was made to suffer. 27! Yes, Twenty Seven.

My Chhathi(Baby-shower), 2018