Motherhood !

In continuation to my previous post ..... I often consoled myself and had a confidant named Ms. Hiral who would patiently listen to me and offered her assurance that I would be a wonderful mother one day. She seemed to understand me (or was it just a farse, later on Ms. Hiral the Sweet Poison). I sucked up all the ill that was thrown at me. I pretended to ignore the comments and tried to "fit in" to these perfect people with perfect lives and lovely kids. I played with their kids like mine, I was still reminded by Manali that it is different when you have your own ! Wasn't it enough already? Over the years we became good friends with Deepal and Chirag, their daughter Manya was just like my kid, I gave her baths, changed her diapers, fed her, took her shopping only to be told off that I couldn't baby sit her because I wasn't a "family". Deepal along with Manali would later plot an exit for me and create a void when I had my kid and I thought my kid would have his friends/Cousin equivalents, uncles and aunties just like I was to their kids. Any ways, after a long long wait, my final IVF was successful, turns out, I was another statistics. I was one of those 5% women who conceived at a later time than a normal woman does. The lady doctor who helped me get pregnant told this to me. Wonder why wouldn't the earlier doctor do this, he was the pioneer of the Fertility center and was in the business for 35 long years. This old doctor of mine retired and to my luck I got a new Dr. J who told this discovery to me. Had it not for her, I would have lost last of my embroys to the previous Dr. D. What a waste of time, money,energy and mental trauma. Dr. J told she just needs to adjut a single dose of the medicine and that would cover the extra time that is needed for me to conceive and Voila ! Was I pregnant the very first time she treated me and there I was, holding my tiny little miracle after 8-9 years of turmoil.