It was a morning of a normal working day in January 2015, when my sister called at my work landline. When the unusual happens (she usually calls me on my mobile) you always think of the negative. My receptionist transferred the line saying, "Pooja is on call", to which I replied, "Which Pooja". Well, that was just to prove how unusual it was. And then she was connected to give me THE BEST news ever. "You are going to become an aunt", she said. It took me a minute to fathom that, and then there was no holding back! I was ecstatic. I was sworn to secrecy but by the end of the day the entire world I think had known about it.
I knew it was a moment that she had been waiting for all her life; to see those double red lines show up on the pregnancy strip. From there started the journey of her motherhood. 10 months! And she had been amazing throughout.
I met her and her big tummy in the summer of 2015 and it was the most heart warmingly emotional vision. I had always dreamed of it. My sister pregnant, my sister as a mother. And to think that I could finally tell her, "My clothes wont fit you". Yes! I had to wait 27 years and her to be pregnant to be able to tell her these very words!
Days and months passed and before we knew it (She definitely knew it ALL), she went into labour and baby D was born. Secretly, though I wanted a baby niece, I was glad it is a baby nephew because I loved the name they had chosen, "Devaansh".
At 5:30 a.m. IST, my very proud mother, called to give me the news. I was an exhilarated aunt, my parents were blessed grandparents and my sister and brother in law were proud parents to the most beautiful baby we had known. Like all the firsts in our lives finds a special place, he being the first first boy, first son, first nephew and first grandchild has ensured that his place is cemented in an even more special place in our lives.
I finally got to see him in a photo hours later and what an overwhelming moment it was. I had to see him in flesh to actually understand the intensity of being an aunt to my sister's son! The most surreal, the most priceless. He is there, as our male muse. To hold, to nurture, to play and to make baby sounds with.
The geographical distance keeps me away during this prime time of his. But thanks to the photos and videos his mother sends me, I atleast get to watch his antics even though that makes me want to leave everything else and go be with him. Oh! He is the best that has happened in 2015.
My Baby D, Devaansh Jay Chandran to the world and rock star to his parents and grandparents. With his birth was born a lot of other beautiful relations and emotions. Thank you Lolo, thank you Baby D! You truly are a "Part of God", divine.
I knew it was a moment that she had been waiting for all her life; to see those double red lines show up on the pregnancy strip. From there started the journey of her motherhood. 10 months! And she had been amazing throughout.
I met her and her big tummy in the summer of 2015 and it was the most heart warmingly emotional vision. I had always dreamed of it. My sister pregnant, my sister as a mother. And to think that I could finally tell her, "My clothes wont fit you". Yes! I had to wait 27 years and her to be pregnant to be able to tell her these very words!
Days and months passed and before we knew it (She definitely knew it ALL), she went into labour and baby D was born. Secretly, though I wanted a baby niece, I was glad it is a baby nephew because I loved the name they had chosen, "Devaansh".
At 5:30 a.m. IST, my very proud mother, called to give me the news. I was an exhilarated aunt, my parents were blessed grandparents and my sister and brother in law were proud parents to the most beautiful baby we had known. Like all the firsts in our lives finds a special place, he being the first first boy, first son, first nephew and first grandchild has ensured that his place is cemented in an even more special place in our lives.
I finally got to see him in a photo hours later and what an overwhelming moment it was. I had to see him in flesh to actually understand the intensity of being an aunt to my sister's son! The most surreal, the most priceless. He is there, as our male muse. To hold, to nurture, to play and to make baby sounds with.
The geographical distance keeps me away during this prime time of his. But thanks to the photos and videos his mother sends me, I atleast get to watch his antics even though that makes me want to leave everything else and go be with him. Oh! He is the best that has happened in 2015.
My Baby D, Devaansh Jay Chandran to the world and rock star to his parents and grandparents. With his birth was born a lot of other beautiful relations and emotions. Thank you Lolo, thank you Baby D! You truly are a "Part of God", divine.
