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Life changes…

It was one at night. They had just retired to bed. Her mom came into the room and said – “N, i think it’s time to go to the hospital”.

N suddenly felt fear – she didn’t want to go.

As they got into the car, there was silence. They were all absorbed in their own thoughts. As they sped to the hospital, N thought about how their lives would never be the same, she wondered for an instant if she could turn back time. To a time, where she knew how their lives would be. What lay ahead was an unexplored territory. Would she cope?

Her mom was worried for her daughter, praying that everything would go off ok. Being a doctor, she knew the complications that were a possibility.

The husband oscillated between fear for his wife as well as in typical his style, figuring out the best place to park, the insurance details and so on. Probably a ploy to keep his mind off what lay ahead.

They decided they would not let the family know until the morning. There was no point letting family know until the early hours. At around 8 in the morning, they let the extended family know. From then on, everyone just waited to hear from them.

It was a long wait! One that made N question the very reason for taking this big step.

16 hours after being admitted, the end was near.

A stunned silence – a loud yell and a little boy strolled into Nuttie and the Tall One’s life.

Yes, dear 2.5 readers, on Holi, 8th March – we welcomed our little boy and that i believe should explain my disappearance.

(btw I want a standing ovation for the 16 hours of labour in hospital and the 5 hours before that)

50 days into being a mother and we are thoroughly enjoying ourselves. At least we adults are. The smiles, the little fella gives us tells us that he isn’t utterly distressed with the Good Lord’s choice of parents for himself.

So people – do welcome the latest entrant in the Nuttie family – the Elf.

Mommy’s new man
Mommy’s new obsession
Mommy’s new toy
Mommy ka baby!

* this is a post i have been planning in my head since i got to know of the elf’s existence. a million posts have been written and torn off – in my head of course. And there seems no ideal way to do it. So under a lot of threat from sags – i did it the way i do it best – cliche’

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