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‘Everything will work out just alright’ says Mom
We were super excited. We had just found out that we were going to have a bundle of joy in about 8 months. We had been married for 4 years and this is something we both wanted. Part of me was apprehensive because I was so far away from family and old friends. We had begun to make our own village in the small town we lived in. And the village was caring and nurturing. We had recently moved into a new home. The routine of work and life was figured out. I had not grown up with someone close to me being pregnant. I had definitely not known anyone that lived away from family and had a baby. Expecting moms always came to their parents home, were taken care of and then had the baby. This was the only reality I associated with pregnancy.
My mother and mother-in-law called me on a regular basis. I am lucky I had them — over the phone but always there. Eat this, don’t eat that. Rest a lot. Make sure of this, that and the other. There was some google browsing but not too much of it. It wasn’t very easy to be in touch with other friends who had been pregnant before me because most of them lived back home and were very busy managing their toddlers. It was a very lonely time as a new expectant mother and as a woman.
Work used to be hectic with classes and other administrative work. Days were long and before we knew it, the baby had started kicking. All the small developments were shared over the phone. Ultrasound pics were shared with the grandparents as email attachments. There was no mom to make me something hot and yummy to eat when I felt like it. My husband was a big support and was ready to do an ice cream run anytime of the the day or night in case I craved any. But my craving was for simple home cooked food that I hadn’t cooked. Nothing else.
It was one of those overwhelming days when I was 4 months pregnant. I called my mom and shared my anxieties of not knowing whether I’m doing what I am supposed to as I juggled other things. My mom is one of the most hard working, honest and sincere people I know. And she doesn’t mince her words. I will never forget this conversation. She said “Gauri, you are pregnant, not sick. Your body is designed for this. Just go about doing what you would do. Don’t overdo anything. Enjoy this time. And you will be fine. Everything will work out just alright”.
That one sentence put everything in perspective. It grounded me. Luckily I did not have any morning sickness. Besides my sense of smell being heightened, it was a pretty easy breezy pregnancy. I worked until right before delivery. My mom did come to stay with us before our daughter was born and everything did turn out ok. We had the wisdom of an adult guiding us through. I really wanted a daughter and we were blessed with one. Our daughter is now 10 and tends to have a bindass attitude. And I have to wonder…
About Gauri Misra-Deshpande
Global native, mom to two sparky kids, educator, designer and someone who thinks she can change the world — one small step at a time. Professionally, a Creative and business-savvy marketing and communications professional with 15+ years of progressive experience that started with print and translated fluidly to digital communications