The guy is smiling!! :)
Do you see the big mole below his chin!!
Hmm.. I don't know what this look means
Monday, September 04, 2006
Finally!! here are the photos
Okay, so here are some of the first snaps that we took. By the way, we were prohibited by the old folks in our families to take any snaps of the kid (they have a supersition that it would rob the charm from the kid's face.. don't laugh). Now since that restriction was over after the first 40 days (don't ask me about this calculation of first 40 days :) ), we have never stopped taking his snaps since then.
The guy is smiling!! :)
The guy is smiling!! :)
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Its a HE !!!
Yes, finally the suspense is over!!. Nazia delivered a healthy baby boy on July 15th, Saturday at 6.31PM
The doctor had asked Nazia to get admitted in FistMed hospital near kilpauk on July 15th morning. Doctor was still doubtful of a normal delivery, but still she wanted to attempt an normal delivery.
Nazia was given medicines to induce pain. Also she was given an IV (drip) of glucose to induce pain. As expected, the pains started in a short while. My God, I was dead scared to hear her cry in pain. Unfortunately for us, the room given was next to the delivery room. We (Nazia and myself) could hear the screams of a lady who was undergoing a normal delivery and that scared us a lot.
All the while from morning myself and Tahseen (my sis-in-law) were near her by turns. My mom being a doctor was visiting Nazia's room every now and then. We had to keep Nazia's mom from coming inside because she could not tolerate her daughter undergoing the misery. Neither could I. I was also near in tears to tell frankly. But I had to keep my cool and give Nazia all the courage.
My mom, Tahseen and myself were taking turns to give Nazia a massage in her back to soothe her pain.
Finally, by evening the pain had become more intolerable and doctor appeared to tell us that the amniotic fluid surrounding the kid had turned green which indicated that the baby was under stress and that Nazia had to undergo an emergency C-section operation.
I was hell worried about both the kid and the mom. All kinds of bad thoughts were running in my mind that time and all kinds of "what if.." questions began to emerge. All this led to a horrible mental state which made me carzy. I was also feeling guilty for some reason.
Now all that I wished was that Nazia be operated immediately. We had a new problem at hand. An other normal delivery which was underway in the delivery room had gone wrong and the lady had to be rushed into the operation theatre (OT) for a C-section. This meant we had to wait for 30 more minutes. But I was furious at the doctors and the hospital.. what happened to other OTs ??..
Finally the OT was free and Nazia was rushed for a C-section. The wait outside the OT was one looonnnggg wait. Though the operation was for only 30 minutes.. it seems like 30 days for me. I was totally tense and I wasn't here mentally. Though people were talking to me and I was hearing them, I never really understood what people around me were saying. I was praying God for the safety and both the mom and the kid.
The OT was in the 2nd floor and we were not allowed by the security to stand in that floor. So we had moved down to the 1st floor. I guess I would have peeped every 10 seconds from the 1st floor to see the OT doors.. to see if some activity was going on.
Tahseen and some other relatives were still in the 3 rd floor labour ward waiting in our room. Someone had to look after our belongings. When we were desperately waiting, Tahseen came running down with a smile. Now I was not sure why she was smiling. I reasoned that nothing should have happened because I was keeping a watch on the OT door.
She was hyper and in total delight and informed us that a sister had taken a new born with her and if it was our kid. I said no way and told her that I had been keeping a watch on the doors. She went back to check again. And this time her smile was confident.. and I was relieved that she was confident. She told us that it was my kid.. man I was on top of the world.. I had a mixture of feelings :).
Immediately everyone rushed to 3rd floor to see our darling. I was still not out of the mental stress and was still waiting to hear about Nazia's health. Shortly, I was told that the mother was doing fine. Was thanking God.. and immediately went to 3rd floor to see my kid.
Before I could see my kid, the Neo-natal (new born kids section is called neo-natal) ward sister gave me a slip and asked me to get a seperate admission for my kid. Man... I was looking to see if anyone can do this for me. With no one around I had to go down to get this done. It took around 15 mins to get the admit card for my kid. All the while I was so sure that a daughter was born (Not that I dint like a boy, but probably influenced by the fact that both my brothers' kids were girls). Man I was a proud father with all smiles in my face :).
Then I rushed back again to the 3rd floor neo-natal ward to give the admit card and see my kiddo. As I neared the ward, I could see all my relatives crowding the ward enterance. As I neared I could see my parents and in-laws having a wide smile. And my mom was even crying with joy. As I neared.. from the crowd I could see the neo-natal ward sister holding a pinkish new born baby. My cousin sister (Tabassum aapa) told me that I was boy. I was very surprised and was damn happy to see him :))) and now the smiles were ten-fold.
Everyone showed to me a 25 paise coin sized black mole under his chin. I was told that I was lucky for the kid to have such a big sized black mole. I din't care. The black mole was just beautiful and I was admiring it.
This is one moment which guys should undergo to enjoy the mixture of feelings you happen to have on seeing your next generation.
In a shortwhile I was asked to come to the recovery room to see Nazia. She was healthy and recovering from the drugs.
This guy has been the centre of attraction for all of us and especially for Nazia and myself. Its a symbol of our love. We have named him Syed Ahyaan, Ahyaan meaning Gift of God :).
The doctor had asked Nazia to get admitted in FistMed hospital near kilpauk on July 15th morning. Doctor was still doubtful of a normal delivery, but still she wanted to attempt an normal delivery.
Nazia was given medicines to induce pain. Also she was given an IV (drip) of glucose to induce pain. As expected, the pains started in a short while. My God, I was dead scared to hear her cry in pain. Unfortunately for us, the room given was next to the delivery room. We (Nazia and myself) could hear the screams of a lady who was undergoing a normal delivery and that scared us a lot.
All the while from morning myself and Tahseen (my sis-in-law) were near her by turns. My mom being a doctor was visiting Nazia's room every now and then. We had to keep Nazia's mom from coming inside because she could not tolerate her daughter undergoing the misery. Neither could I. I was also near in tears to tell frankly. But I had to keep my cool and give Nazia all the courage.
My mom, Tahseen and myself were taking turns to give Nazia a massage in her back to soothe her pain.
Finally, by evening the pain had become more intolerable and doctor appeared to tell us that the amniotic fluid surrounding the kid had turned green which indicated that the baby was under stress and that Nazia had to undergo an emergency C-section operation.
I was hell worried about both the kid and the mom. All kinds of bad thoughts were running in my mind that time and all kinds of "what if.." questions began to emerge. All this led to a horrible mental state which made me carzy. I was also feeling guilty for some reason.
Now all that I wished was that Nazia be operated immediately. We had a new problem at hand. An other normal delivery which was underway in the delivery room had gone wrong and the lady had to be rushed into the operation theatre (OT) for a C-section. This meant we had to wait for 30 more minutes. But I was furious at the doctors and the hospital.. what happened to other OTs ??..
Finally the OT was free and Nazia was rushed for a C-section. The wait outside the OT was one looonnnggg wait. Though the operation was for only 30 minutes.. it seems like 30 days for me. I was totally tense and I wasn't here mentally. Though people were talking to me and I was hearing them, I never really understood what people around me were saying. I was praying God for the safety and both the mom and the kid.
The OT was in the 2nd floor and we were not allowed by the security to stand in that floor. So we had moved down to the 1st floor. I guess I would have peeped every 10 seconds from the 1st floor to see the OT doors.. to see if some activity was going on.
Tahseen and some other relatives were still in the 3 rd floor labour ward waiting in our room. Someone had to look after our belongings. When we were desperately waiting, Tahseen came running down with a smile. Now I was not sure why she was smiling. I reasoned that nothing should have happened because I was keeping a watch on the OT door.
She was hyper and in total delight and informed us that a sister had taken a new born with her and if it was our kid. I said no way and told her that I had been keeping a watch on the doors. She went back to check again. And this time her smile was confident.. and I was relieved that she was confident. She told us that it was my kid.. man I was on top of the world.. I had a mixture of feelings :).
Immediately everyone rushed to 3rd floor to see our darling. I was still not out of the mental stress and was still waiting to hear about Nazia's health. Shortly, I was told that the mother was doing fine. Was thanking God.. and immediately went to 3rd floor to see my kid.
Before I could see my kid, the Neo-natal (new born kids section is called neo-natal) ward sister gave me a slip and asked me to get a seperate admission for my kid. Man... I was looking to see if anyone can do this for me. With no one around I had to go down to get this done. It took around 15 mins to get the admit card for my kid. All the while I was so sure that a daughter was born (Not that I dint like a boy, but probably influenced by the fact that both my brothers' kids were girls). Man I was a proud father with all smiles in my face :).
Then I rushed back again to the 3rd floor neo-natal ward to give the admit card and see my kiddo. As I neared the ward, I could see all my relatives crowding the ward enterance. As I neared I could see my parents and in-laws having a wide smile. And my mom was even crying with joy. As I neared.. from the crowd I could see the neo-natal ward sister holding a pinkish new born baby. My cousin sister (Tabassum aapa) told me that I was boy. I was very surprised and was damn happy to see him :))) and now the smiles were ten-fold.
Everyone showed to me a 25 paise coin sized black mole under his chin. I was told that I was lucky for the kid to have such a big sized black mole. I din't care. The black mole was just beautiful and I was admiring it.
This is one moment which guys should undergo to enjoy the mixture of feelings you happen to have on seeing your next generation.
In a shortwhile I was asked to come to the recovery room to see Nazia. She was healthy and recovering from the drugs.
This guy has been the centre of attraction for all of us and especially for Nazia and myself. Its a symbol of our love. We have named him Syed Ahyaan, Ahyaan meaning Gift of God :).
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Is she a HE or he a SHE ?
These are some wonderful moments for both the mom-to-be and dad-to-be, filled with lots of exitement, happiness and expectations. So we thought it would be a good idea to keep blogging all these moments which we can cherish later on.
Right now, we are in search of a unique name for our unique kiddo. We have gone through lots of names on the net and have shortlisted some of them. There are still more names to go.
There is also lot of exitement as to wheather we are going to have a girl or boy baby ? Guess we would have to wait for a month more (for the D-day) to know this. So as of now, we use both the male and female gender to address him.. i mean her.. i mean him.. Oops :-)
Right now, we are in search of a unique name for our unique kiddo. We have gone through lots of names on the net and have shortlisted some of them. There are still more names to go.
There is also lot of exitement as to wheather we are going to have a girl or boy baby ? Guess we would have to wait for a month more (for the D-day) to know this. So as of now, we use both the male and female gender to address him.. i mean her.. i mean him.. Oops :-)
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