15 Marbles

Moments.Musings.Memories. ❤️Gathering little marbles from ordinary days and keeping them for our memory jar. ❤️

  • I have been meaning to write my birth-story for a long time now.Right after delivery,I wrote a short quick update ,but as time is going by,I find myself forgetting details.So here it is from the Horse’s mouth.

    My pregnancy was very eventful-in the first trimester,my progesterone was very low and I had to take progesterone suppositories,to ensure a safe pregnancy.Somewhere between second and third trimester,I developed Gestational Diabetes and that meant a bigger baby, a possible preemie and even a possible C-section.

    Also,every time,my OB-GYN examined me,she would stress on my smaller pelvis bone and explain about Cephalopelvic disproportion,and ask me to at least think about a C-section,if need be.In week 30th of the pregnancy,I went for my scheduled Ultra sound and the results were disturbing-The amniotic fluid was dangerously low. I was prescribed Long baths and bed-rest,to get up only for meals and bathroom trips. That took care of the fluid level but my OB-GYN ordered periodic Non-Stress tests(NST). From Week 31st to Week 35th it was once a week and from Week 35th onward,it was twice a week.

    Week 37th -March27th, I went for my weekly checkup and when Dr.Hlavacek examined me and She could feel the head but,I was only less than half a cm dilated.And it being my first time,she expected me to go full term,my sugars were doing well,everything was fine.

    That night I started getting cramps,almost like menstrual cramps..I spent the next two days lying down.I called up the nurse and she said,it seemed like my cervix was thinning and asked me to call her,as soon as I felt any different-if pains started or water broke.

    March 30th,2007
    I was scheduled to have another NST in the afternoon.I got up as usual and continued with my daily activities,breakfast,made lunch,cleaned and I was feeling very tired.I also noticed that the baby was moving very less.In fact at one point,when I was sitting down to eat lunch,I remembered that I hadn’t felt her move at all,all day.I called up DH and he thought,I was just being paranoid.I called up the nurse,and she asked me drink something cold,lie down on the left side and try to feel the movements.If there were four or more in an hour,things were good.So,I did just that and did feel about 4-5 feeble movements..but,I still felt something was wrong..because,my baby would always kick at least 15-20 times,during this cold water test.I was getting very anxious. I was waiting for DH to arrive,so that he could drive me to the hospital,for my NST.And he was late. I was fuming.The only other time,I had been this angry was the day,we found out I was pregnant,right before finding out.So, anyway,I kept ranting all the way to the hospital,about how he was just not serious.. and how I would have the baby and he would be in his MEETING, blah blah blah …
    He just listened quietly,thinking it was just one of those hormonal attacks.
    Anyway, we got to the hospital,about 10 minutes late for the appointment.And as a result,we had to wait for the ultrasound technician to be free.In the meantime,I was hooked on to the monitor,to check the baby’s heart beat.That was the first part of the NST and We cleared that with flying colors.
    We were in there for about an hour then, and I asked him..Do you think,we’ll have the baby today? He said, No,lets think about what we will eat, at Udupi Palace..and we started thinking about food,and planning our Menu.Before this we had a few false scares and would be hopeful,about having the baby that day and after spending a couple hours at the hospital would go back home. All this food talk was making me hungry and we were still waiting for the ultrasound technician..So,DH, asked the nurse if I could eat something..and the sweet lady that she was,she got me some milk and crackers and peanut butter.That was going to be my last meal for the next 24 hours.
    Finally around 4.15 pm,the Ultrasound technician strode in with her paraphernalia. And we started the second round of the test.Here,they were going to see- The baby’s heart beat ; The baby’s movement; Volume of the Amniotic Fluid and Baby’s reaction.
    We got the volume of the amniotic fluid, which was normal.Then they checked the baby’s heart-beat,which was fine too.They made me move from side to side,change positions,and they could see the baby frown or move.But they didn’t see her move at all.The technician tried and tried and she couldn’t get the baby to move at all. So,after almost one hour,she gave up..and said, oh well,we saw her heartbeat and everything looks normal,so its OK.
    She went out,and a nurse came to check on me..She looked at the fetal monitor and asked me,if I was feeling any contractions..I said No..just mild cramps,but I had been feeling them for the last two days..Then,she asked me,if I felt the baby kick..and I said,well not as much as she normally does.And we joked about the baby being tired of being inside. The nurse tried to “wake up” the baby.She got a vibrator and put it on my tummy.As soon as the first vibration hit my tummy, there was some activity..and then the second time, it felt like there were a thousand babies kicking inside my tummy.She said,”Ah that worked,she is awake now“.
    I was smiling and the next thing I heard was”Oh Shit!” When the nurse said this,I knew it something was wrong.She ran out to get the doctor. And I panicked,I called out to DH, to check the baby’s heart-beat.That for me was the only indication then,that everything was OK..He was watching TV and didn’t hear me right away..I yelled ,and he saw the heart-beat and he ran out too.What had happened is that with the vibrations, her heart-rate first increased to 160 and then dropped suddenly to 60.
    All of a sudden,there was a flurry of activity in the room- the resident nurse,the resident doctor,the OB nurse,the doctor on call,everyone came inside.Someone was rubbing my feet,someone was holding the electrodes steady on my tummy and someone was putting an oxygen mask on.They made me turn to the left and turned on the oxygen,that seemed to stabilise the baby’s heart-rate.The Doctor said,we need to talk and her team followed her outside.The nurse,just looked over her shoulder and said..”you may have to stay a little longer“.

    To be Continued….

  • ~Nm tagged me.and ever since I started this new blog,I have decided to be prompt with the tags ,so here goes :
    10 Things I miss and wanna do!

    10 Things I miss in life :

    1. A carefree life- a life with no worries,just fun fun fun.
    2. A nice leisurely shower or nap.
    3. My sister,constantly intruding in my space
    4. Long conversations with the Dude
    5. The mad, happy chaos at my dad’s- the non-stop ringing of the phone, people coming and going,the dog barking, everyone screaming to be heard over each other,long leisurely meals shared amidst all this.
    6. Friends dropping by unexpected and staying over for dinner.
    7. A good session at the salon-manicure,pedicure,waxing,head massage and the works.
    8. Freedom to get up and go,whenever wherever.
    9. Heart-to heart chats with my best friend,Tina..Of course we still have those chats,but on the phone..Actually what I miss most is her animated expressions.
    10. And Last,but in no way LEAST,Ma!

    10 Things that I want to do in life:

    1. Get the house,of my dreams.
    2. Get to my pre-pregnancy,pre–asthama figure.
    3. Learn to drive
    4. Write a book.
    5. Give shape to my idea of work/business..something totally non-main stream,putting my creative talents to good use.Its still a rough idea..will talk about it more,as I get a clearer picture.
    6. Have another baby 🙂
    7. Start teaching again.
    8. Go to Mauritius&Australia.
    9. Learn to play basket-ball.
    10. Go on a real honeymoon with the DUDE!

    There you go,~Nm.. 🙂 And I am not tagging anyone,because I am sure most of you must have already completed this tag.

    Note: The Dude will be hence forth referred to as the GP,short for Gypsy Papa .

  • Last night, the Dude had to pull an all-nighter and so I had to manage Munchkin alone. Nothing new with it..because,I have her all day to myself and even when she is crying at night,she wants only me..but the Dude,atleast tries to calm her down,by talking softly to her or rubbing her back,while I grab her bottle or Gas-drops or whatever is needed at the moment. But there is something very eerie or should I saw lonely about hearing your baby scream,when you are alone at home, at night. And add to that,the quick glimpses that she shoots,behind my back.Sure,babies see Angels.. but its spooky,when you are all alone.
    Anywho,I put her to bed, tucked her in with a heavy quilt,much like ours and left my shirt on her pillow.She stirred a couple times, grabbed the shirt and slept again.I finally settled on the bed to read my book.I was waiting for 3.00 AM,to see if my trick had worked..that and Dude wasn’t home,and I wasn’t feeling particularly sleepy.
    3:02 AM : Munchkin is sleeping soundly.Mumma silently did a victory dance..YAYY it worked.
    3:09 AM : Munchkin stirs,Mumma holds her breath…Munchkin looks around,spots mumma,crawls up to her,flops right next to her,breathing heavily,holds mumma tight and goes right back to sleep!
    So,I wonder why she wakes up at the same time every day..only to cuddle up.Any ideas, ye experienced mommies? And any solutions? Coz much as I love her,I would like to cuddle up with the Dude too 😛
    Waiting to hear from you

  • Li’l Munchkin turns 14 months ‘young’ today and I must say it has been an interesting day. We have had 2 big meltdown,4 major tantrums,our usual meal time fights and of course shared tonnes of hugs .

    And of course, Mumma has been showered with kisses too..as always.so yeah,its been a good day.

    What do I have to say about my baby-girl? Oh wait..she is not a baby anymore,she is a toddler.How unfair is that..just because she grows up and turns 1 year old,I can’t call her a baby.Well,the way things are,she is not a baby..she is surely a toddler now- one full of energy, one throwing big tantrums,one with a free spirit and wild streak! She wants to do everything herself- take off her own diaper,eat her own food,everything by herself-aap aap.

    She follows me into the bathroom,every single time,that she is awake and I am not allowed to close the door. If I do,she gets upset and there’s a big tantrum! So, I tell her,”Mumma will be right back, you stay there”..And she just follows me in,and closes the door behind her and comes and pats my thighs!!Uh..OK!! Anyway, all these frequent trips to the bathroom,and she has learned that she needs to take off her diaper when she pees,or when she has to pee!!So, don’t be surprised if you walk into the Gypsy household and see a naughty brat,running around diaper-less and a harried mumma,following her around, with a diaper in her hand.

    She knows though,that she needs to lie down,for mumma to put her diaper on. So,whenever she does need a diaper change,and she sees me come with a diaper, she promptly lies down. Smart kid.And a smart kid she is..we went to Sea World,San Antonio,(that calls for another post),when my sis was here and saw the famous Shamu and it was a lovely show. So, after the show,Chichi showed her,Shamu’s dance..and since then,every time we ask her,”Shamu kaise karta hai?”(what does Shamu do?)She nods her head,and opens and closes her mouth like the killer whale!

    She is so talkative,some days she doesn’t stop talking even in her sleep.One night,I was rudely woken up by the Dude,”Oh look she is talking in her sleep”,I am sure I must have glared at him,because he asked me to sleep,sheepishly.She has so much to say to almost everyone these days. Her latest word is Doogie. but my personal favorite is “aye chotu”She comes and hugs us and says,Aye Chotu..in the same loving tone that we use with her.And now she has started saying Aye Shonu too 🙂 Life just couldn’t be better.

    Oh wait,it could be..if only I could get li’l Munchkin to sleep through the night.Actually,her bedtimes are my worst nightmare. Every night before putting her to bed, I say a silent prayer,”Oh God,please let her sleep through the night.” So far it hasn’t worked. She still wakes up at 3.00 AM. And no she doesn’t want a feed,she doesn’t need a diaper changed.She just needs to cuddle up with Mumma. Tonight I gave tucked her in with a heavy quilt,much like ours and left one of my shirts with her,in her crib..sending up a silent prayer,that she sleeps through the night.Sleep little one,Sleep.

    That and Meal-times, with every passing month,meal-times are getting tougher..I seriously am running out of options and ideas. No matter what I put in front of her,I can’t get her to eat more than 5 tsps and I am not kidding.She wants to eat it herself..She definitely knows whats she wants to eat.If I have chicken,carrots,rice and peas on her plate,she will want to eat chicken first.One day I tried it,I gave her,one bite of the chicken,then next spoon full of rice,she refused..kept pointing at the chicken and finally got frustrated when I kept pushing the spoon full of rice. So,to make meals less stressful for both of us,I just put her high chair on a big mat and let her have her go at it,with a fork/spoon first and then with both her hands.There is more food on the mat and chair and on her than in her..but that when she is busy,feeding herself,I can sneak in a few extra spoonfuls. Hopefully,her eating and sleeping will get better.

    My baby is turning into a big girl..so independent,makes me want to gather her in my arms and keep her that way,forever.But that’s not possible.So, go on baby,grow up, grow up 🙂 Happy day, you little 14 month old!

    Coming up,more Munchkin Mania.