I should be sleeping right now but I can’t. I keep trying to get my head around the fact that last year at this time, k and I were at the hospital, trying to heed the doctor’s advice to “relax and get a good night’s sleep”, all the while wondering how they expected us to relax on our last night as a couple. The next day, inshallah, we would be parents. PARENTS. Yes, PARENTS.
Nothing, and no one, not all the baby books, websites, advice, warnings, heartwarming stories, NOTHING could have prepared us for what the last year has really been like. That it would be so effortless to love someone so new so completely I could not have imagined. No written word truly does justice to the awe of being a parent- of watching someone who snorts like you when they laugh and dimples like your husband when they smile- who is mish mash of all the things you fell in love with about your partner and all the things you wish you could change about yourself (and vice versa!)
After packing my bag, I remember sisters, hussy and the lot came over and we ordered and ate pizza and watched TV and cracked jokes, while surreally, at random moments, a flashbulb popped inside my head with the words “We will have a baby tomorrow, We will have a baby tomorrow”
(to be continued…)