It's
been quite a long time since I wrote my last post and on a comeback note, I
wouldn't want to write a movie review, if you were assuming this to be one
after reading the title.
You
could blame it to the rusty feel to my writing skills due to prolonged absence
from the blogging world or the subject I am about to write here for the lame title.
Happiness had no bounds for us, the
happily married couple, and the families on both sides. With abundant hopes and
excited feelings, we were expecting our first child into this world. It was
only a few weeks ago that we both saw the wonderful images of the baby in the
fetal monitor. Doctor was so happy in showing us the face, the limbs and other
parts of the baby and explaining how healthy it was.
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| Photo credit: Google images |
And last week, it was one of those
regular visits to the doctor, this time on the beginning of her third and final
trimester of her pregnancy. My wife was with the doctor and as usual, I was waiting
in the dorm. A chill went down my spine as I was beckoned inside the scanning room,
very unusual from the regular visits. I sensed something wrong.
Much to my distress, the shocked doctor
pointed out my attention towards the fetal monitor and went on to explicate the
fetal demise of our baby in the womb. My wife grasped my hand tight, tears
rolled out. The silence was so deafening at that very moment. It appeared like
the world had come to an end, rudely.
I wouldn’t want to elaborate this
post further and I think I can’t, even if I wished to. On this Mother’s day, I dedicate
this post to my dear wife who has been through the toughest of the times and enduring
the hardest of the pains.
Happy
mother’s day to all the mothers in the world!
13th May 2015: Update: removed one image on a dear friend's request.
