“I am going to Sweden” he said. “But….but I am 5 months pregnant”, I cried but to no avail. I know he wanted to be with me more than I needed him, but he had to work for me, for us and for the little miracle on the way.<\/p>\n
“I’ll be here before the baby, trust me.” I smiled and wished him luck for his journey, but something inside me knew that he wouldn’t make it on time. I hushed the thought away and started counting each day backwards 100,99,98…5,4,3<\/p>\n
“Just 3 days to go dear, Tell my baby Papa’s coming soon. Go and get your ultrasound done today and tell me how my baby looked”. Happily I hung up the phone and went off for my ultrasound. I knew this was the last time I would see my baby on the screen. Next time I would meet him\/her would be in person. I entered the ultrasound room smiling, talking to my doctor, super excited for my baby’s arrival, when all of a sudden she asked, “Can you feel your baby move?” My heart sank, I had tears in my eyes, “What Happened” was all I could manage to utter.<\/p>\n
Next thing I knew I was rushed to the hospital and was getting ready for my operation. I felt dizzy, not knowing what was going on. I just picked up the phone and called, “I told you not to go, Just get on the next flight” But I knew he wouldn’t be able to make it on time, I would have to go through it all alone.<\/p>\n
All of a sudden the happiness of my baby’s arrival was taken over by the grief of not having him besides me. All of the moments I had imagined together shattered. He wouldn’t be next to me helping me through the pain, he wouldn’t be the first one to hold the baby. My head became heavy and I couldn’t decipher what was happening. Tears kept strolling down as I was rushed to the OT. The doctor asked if I had pain anywhere. But the pain I had in my heart had no cure.<\/p>\n
“It’s a girl” the nurse said, but I couldn’t smile. I was in the recovery room when my mom asked why am I crying so much. I couldn’t reply, I just asked to speak to him. I couldn’t sleep a second after my delivery inspite of the anaesthesia or the zillions of injections they kept giving me. I was wide awake with my eyes stuck on the clock, ticking away, each minute taking me closer to meeting him.<\/p>\n
It was 5 in the morning when the door opened and he came in. He picked up our daughter and brought her near me. That was the first time I smiled.<\/p>\n
That moment made me realise that I had fallen in love with him all over again, that without him my smiles are lost, that I needed him to be alive.<\/p>\n
As he hugged me, with our angel in his hands, my world became complete. My moment of finding ‘True Love’ in my husband’s arms and my daughter’s eyes.<\/p>\n
— Arin Kaur —<\/strong><\/p>\n I am Arinderdeep Kaur. A teacher by profession. I have been blessed with a baby girl who is 7 months old now. I love reading and dancing. I love spending time with my munchkin and watch her grow day by day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" “I am going to Sweden” he said. “But….but I am 5 months pregnant”, I cried but to…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2684,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2683","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n