A BRAND NEW MIRACLE – To call OUR OWN
Isa my younger one was born on the magical date of 11-1-11, and I distinctly remember the loads of happiness and joy his birth brought into our family. We had hordes of visitors - Family, Friends, Media and the in house group of cloud nine.
With all this hustle and bustle around me, my mind was time and again rushing to catch a glimpse of that one face I was longing to see, I looked around to have an eye contact with Imran my husband just to be sure that all was well with her. When is she coming here to the hospital to see me? Hope she is doing well? Were my first statements to him. He calmed me with an assured smile and I got back into deep sleep, the anesthesia effect still full on.
Close to 6.30pm in the evening there was slight click at the door, the knob opened and the chirpy voice of her’s woke me with a startle, she came rushing towards me saying “MOMMYYYY” .It was Soha my little angel who had a newly acquired title of the older sister.
She leaped into my arms and hugged me like never before, and I had rolling down my cheeks, tears of joy and of belongingness. I kissed her forehead and touched her face telling her how much mommy was missing her.
We were suddenly welcomed by Dr. Kishore’s charismatic smile who entered the suite as part of his regular rounds. He looked into my eyes and said – let them flow, this is termed as “Teary day” in the language of motherhood. I smiled and said yes, Soha, my 4 year old daughter is the spark of my life and I was truly feeling her absence in this celebration.
Soha got off the bed with a jump and walked towards the cradle were Isa was fast asleep, she ran her little fingers in his hair and felt his skin, I continued to lie on the bed watching her from a distance, she had a sparkle in her eyes to watch Isa, she gently took his hand and grabbed it in her own, the sense of belonging was immense. The sight of this bonding sent a shiver up my spine.
In my mind and heart I thanked Soha for coming into my life and giving me an opportunity to share this special pregnancy with her, Soha was so much a part of Isa’s growing inside me as she held my finger on our walks, was careful about the way she ran around me, kissed my tummy each night for a good sleep baby. And definitely was a part of his nursery setup and baby showers too. The relationship between a mother and daughter is one of the most profound bonds in life and I am proud to have this nurtured one with Soha.
Together along with the nurse she got Isa to me, and we held his face in our palms, Soha’s beneath mine and a sense a security prevailed in the room, to have a brand new miracle to call our own. Happy Family – Isa, Soha, Imran and Sheema