29/12/2023
#2023
One of the most incredible things about words is -
you get to make sense of some of your deepest experiences -
way after they are done.
So here I am...
This one has been published in India's premium body-mind-soul magazine
Nine Months
Maybe its intuition
Some things you just don’t question…
I know that it might sound
More than a little crazy
But I believe
I know I loved you,
Before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life.
There are songs. And then there comes along something that you feel describes your life, your state of being in ways that you cant comprehend. And these become your go-to music. They evoke tears, smiles, memories. This song by Savage Garden is one such. Someone sang it for me in college – and while the relationship didn’t last, the song stuck on. I wondered at the depth of the words and wanted someone whom I could dedicate it to. Finally, I found her. Nine months and a few weeks ago. Athyasaa, our baby girl born on 11.11.2023.
Arun and I had been married for a decade and more, and somehow, we both were very complete. With ourselves. Each other. Our careers. Somehow having a child wasn’t on top of our minds.
Also, my mother had been unwell for a decade and from bathing her, to feeding her – I experienced everything. It was as good as she was our child and somehow having one of my own didn’t feel that relevant. Also, since I work with children my cup of bliss of love was always overflowing. After mom left her physical body last June, there was a lacuna and I think the first time we started wondering what it would be like to have a child. I believe in the power of intent and love, and within a few months I conceived.
The nine months of carrying an angel within me have been life-defining and even as I begin writing about it, tears are falling from my eyes. Someone once told Arun – the greatest gift for a woman is motherhood but somehow it made sense only from the day I got to know I am pregnant. I feel like summing some of the most beautiful learnings I had during the nine months…
The first was – it’s about the journey. Somehow from the moment I knew I have a little life within me, I was so excited to see it. I would check Instagram reels of that first moment where a mother sees a baby and would keep crying. There was a point where I got so restless and wanted to simply fast forward the journey to see my baby.
And that’s when it suddenly hit me. It would be a moment (yes, so worth it) but just a moment… and in waiting for it with so much desperation I was missing the entire process. She was with me, from the moment I conceived – just that I would see her in nine months. I relaxed and started enjoying each day, each moment, every kick, every little hiccup that she had within me. The bliss was expanded and extended to nine months – instead of being limited to a moment.
The second was – the sheer wonderment of what is possible when a man, woman and God meet. Without a uterus, creation isn’t possible. Without s***m, creation isn’t possible. And when the two meet – only if the divine intervenes, creation happens. I realized, just like a farmer can sow a seed, water a seed, provide sunlight – but can do nothing to make the seed sprout into life, even to make a baby happen – God has to intervene.
Watching that little seed of a baby on the scan, then have a heartbeat, then a form, then grow organs, nails, a complete nervous system was nothing short of a miracle. Arun and me would be in tears after our scans – tears of wonderment. It reiterated my faith in something beyond my comprehension working with me, to make things possible.
I can go on and I probably have a lot more to say. For now, leaving you with these two, and a song that has become my reality. A song I keep humming to Athyasaa as slumber takes over her… I knew I loved you, before I met you… I think I dreamed you into life.