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Tuesday, 31 May 2016


Hello Dearies,

Last few days I have been resolving to get back on the fitness track. I have started to actually watch my food and the results have started to show!
As per my last update, I was 73 kg. Well, yesterday I measured myself and I was 72 kg (yay!).
Now I am 10 kg away from my target.

I think I have mentioned it in my previous posts that I have quit my high profile corporate job in the pursuit of mommy-ness (sheesh!!). I have given myself 1 year to take care of my baby before I start with job hunting and look into child care options. All these years, I have never had so much time off when I have no place to rush to in the morning. I always told myself that if I had the time, i would have done this and that and whatnot. So now this is my once in a lifetime opportunity to best utilize this one year.

Starting tomorrow i.e. 1st June 2016, I give myself 7 personal challenges to beat. I have specifically not mentioned anything to do with child care here because that is not a challenge - that's my baby, my life. :-*

1. Obvious - reach the 62 kg milestone.

2. Learn a foreign language - After French, its German now!
3. Improve my style quotient - I am such a lazy bone that my favorite is just a pair of t shirt and jeans and hair tied in a bun, but this time it is different. and different needs work!
4. Straighten my hair - I love my curls, but I am going to carry straight hair for a year and see how it goes.
5. Engage in a physical activity - Aerobics or Bollywood dance is what I am thinking.
6. Travel more - With a baby in tow, it will mostly be quite weekend getaways. But it is more of a qualitative assignment in nature and one I can be the judge of.
7. Explore healthy cooking as a way of life - another qualitative one.

This is it! I am going to give an update on it on a regular basis. In a nutshell, this blog is an opportunity for me to complete the challenges.

Friday, 27 May 2016

Weighty Issues!

It has been over 2 months since my delivery and the weighty issues have started to bother me.

I was 80 kgs in the final month of my pregnancy. I weighed myself post delivery and I had lost 9 kgs already.
I was super sure that the rest of the weight (62 kgs - my ideal weight) would come off easily and I shall be back to my post pregnancy shape in no time... ha!

With all the food and no exercise module I was on, I soon gained 4 kgs back :-(

And now I am on a mission to loose 12 kgs... God knows how.

What better than this blog to watch the weight.

I started with 74 kgs. Right now I am..


11 kgs to go... 

Wednesday, 25 May 2016

Baby Shopping Anyone??

Nothing beats planning ahead in time before baby birth. And the best way to realize how important the above statement is by giving birth and being responsible for a new born.
There are women who have extremely enthusiastic husbands who make lists and go shopping with them; however, mine belongs to the opposite end of the spectrum. He is interested in shopping as long as I am the one doing it. Never mind ladies, for I am not the kind to give up.
Through most of my pregnancy I was staying away from him, what with his traveling abroad for few months and then my staying with my parents for the remainder of the pregnancy for health reasons. I did most of the shopping myself online while bombarding him with shortlisted options. J
My favorite is most definitely the Bright Starts Bouncer. My baby loves sitting on it and doesn’t even need the vibrating option on the bouncer. She stays amused on this one or sleeps instantly.

Baby Keisha - 2 months old

Tuesday, 24 May 2016

Coming Home!!

After 6 days in captivity ( I was finally back home.

Coming home to familiar surroundings was a joy in itself. I remember telling my doctor that all I need is to go home now.

But the best thing was to welcome the baby home.

Baby Keisha decided to sleep right away as she reached home. And her grand mom arrived from Bombay right after she reached home. It was a party next few days, except for me.

I was still dealing with surgery pain - not able to sit and stand without any pain. The abdominal belt in the scorching Indian summer did not help either. Holding my own baby seemed like a task.

Thankfully I had my husband, my mother in law and my parents to take care of me. While my mother cooked and cleaned, my mother in law took care of the baby, and my husband and father took care of outside affairs; and I got enough rest.

My baby made me take cognizance of the huge support my family is for me.

Monday, 23 May 2016

The Surgery and its Ramifications

In the 6th month of my pregnancy, my gynecologist discovered that I am starting to show signs of pre-eclampsia. My blood pressure was soaring. She put me on a salt-less diet and bed rest and blood pressure pills.

I was closely monitored so much so that in the last 3 weeks I was visiting the clinic twice a day.
On March 10th my doctor said she couldn't wait any longer than the 37th week. 16th March was decided to be the day of the operation.

March 15 - We check in to the hospital in the evening and the prep for the surgery began with a nurse coming in and injecting me with the glucose bottles. Another nurse came in with the catheter. And this was just the beginning.

The next day in the morning I was wheeled in to the OT, the anesthetist gave me a spinal anesthesia ( I was never verbally told about what it means to be taking one, if there are other options available to me and what are the post surgery effects upon taking a spinal vs. local vs. epidural - epidural was not an option for me however, local could have been). It might have been the best option for me, however, I would have liked to be spoken to about it beforehand, rather than just signing a document saying I was OK with it.

Post surgery, the next few days I was bed ridden. I was not allowed to even raise my head above the body level. I was in so much pain in the muscles that a pillow to raise my head seemed like heavenly - the result was a mind numbing spinal headache that ran from my head down to my spine and made me dizzy. It was the most horrendous headache I experienced.
My blood pressure came back on day 3, and my doctor said I was a case of post-partum eclampsia and gave me some pills which did not help me much. I was prescribed by my doctor to take an Electerol to help my headache. The combination spiked my BP to over 200/160, my family insisted and I was in the ICU for the night. The cardiologists my family concurred with, rectified my medication and the next day I was better. While it might just be one night, I realized that you cannot take life for granted, that every moment counts.
I was discharged the next day but the pain of surgery remained for the next few weeks. It's ten weeks now and I feel ready to do normal stuff for the last 4 weeks, even so the after effects although bearable, remain.

Surgery was necessary in my case and it gave me my baby safe and sound in my arms. It also kept me fine.Now I have another bunch of tasks, like getting back in shape, getting back to work and in general put life back in normal order.

Giving birth to a baby is the most amazing and the most terrifying thing I have done in my life. But at the end of it, I got myself my little bun. 

Sunday, 22 May 2016

My baby's birth and me

And then one fine day, just like that, I am a mother.

I am wheeled out of the OT, still numb half way down from the caesarean section and dizzy – more with the anxiety of undergoing such an invasive procedure rather than the euphoria of becoming a mother. There are people everywhere, mostly cousins and well meaning relatives, I couldn’t care less. I am looking for my husband (let's call him N). Ah, there he is – anxious and giddy he looks. I was tucked into my bed and I was soon lulled into sleep, courtesy the sleep inducing medicines running through my blood.

The next few days, I will be battling the post surgery effects and going through mood swings – mostly questioning my reasoning behind deciding to have a baby. I will realize my life will never be the same. Probably I will never be able to get back to work.

I always believed that having a baby will be one of the most joyful experiences of my life. The hospital experience was clearly not that – I was in pain, unwell and going through mood swings that had nothing to do with logic.

And N clearly became the best husband ever. He took care of our little girl, fed her, changed her and took care of me as well. He was beaming and cheery as he looked at our daughter. He looked at my swollen and highly pigmented face and planted kisses, making me feel all better just when I was about to go crazy.

Everyone tells you how amazing it is – if you are my age, your Facebook timeline is a live feed of babies being welcomed into this world with happy faces all around them. While people are indeed happy and babies are the most precious, there are background details of what a mother goes through to have her child, both physically and mentally. It would be better if we are also mentally prepared to take on the challenge of what lies ahead.

~ Baby Keisha is over 2 months old, loves curtains, sleeps through the night and has the best smile ever!! :)