From a long time ago..
12th July 2001
MY RESEARCH …MY BABY
My research is my unborn child. I am creating it, but God’s role in its conception, prenatal growth and birth is of supreme importance.
It was a carefully planned conception and yet I was extremely excited. I was so lost in the ‘heat of the moment’ that I failed to realize the enormity of what I am preparing to give birth to. This was in spite of the fact that I had witnessed my predecessors share their experiences of this unique event.
Slowly the reality is sinking in, along with the morning sickness, and as my child is growing I’m getting more eager to see it completed and hold it in my arms. I know its going to be a tough gestation period, I’ll have to take extra care of myself, make sure I eat and sleep well and give my 200 % to ensure that it has a normal growth at the proper rate. But all the effort is going to be worth it.
Many doctors will keep checking my child’s progress. With our (me and my baby’s) best interests at mind, they will suggest that I do or avoid doing certain things. They will ask me to change a lot of things and I might not see the sense in what they suggest when they do. But I will do anything and everything to protect my child and that’s why I welcome their guidance; after all I am no more than a ‘beginning’ mother.
Many other women are carrying their babies at the same time as I am. And I am so tempted to compare my pregnancy with theirs… “Whose baby is growing the fastest, whose is having the most problems, who will deliver first, whose baby will be the most ‘weighty’. But I know that we are very different women, with especially different doctors and extremely different babies. And all the comparisons will be in vain because each of us will love our baby in our own special way that is incomparable.
We love each other too and that’s why we are each other’s support group, sharing with each other whatever we learn about this new experience. When one of us feels especially nauseous, we’ll all be there to help her pass through that phase. When one of us feels her baby kick, we’ll all be there to share in her excitement. At some point in this roller coaster ride all of us will feel overwhelmed with nausea or thrilled to feel our baby ‘kick in’ and it will be all right because we’re all in this together.
Our families will have to be really patient with us. I know my family (the people bound by ties of love, not necessarily blood) will miss me a lot, but support me all the way because they realize how important this is to me. I know they’ll be waiting for me with open arms every time I’m ready to collapse and will trust in me enough to see me stand up on my own again. I know I’ll love them even more after our relationships have witnessed this life-altering event.
The climax of this event will be when I give birth. I’ll be physically exhausted by then, terrified of the pain I expect and dying to bear the fruit of my labour. Since all my peers will be in labour at the same time, there can be a lot of chaos expected. My sole support especially during this time will be my guide; she’ll be the one telling me when to push forth and when to pause and breathe hard. She’ll be the one holding my hand and telling me that this is extremely normal, millions have done it before me and it’ll all be over really soon. But I’ll be the one pushing, because it’s my baby! And I’ll be proud of it!
I’ll hold my beautiful black, shiny baby and gleam with joy and relief. Suddenly all the pain, the sacrifices, the tears will be so worth it. I’ll hold my head up high as I show off my baby to the world. And when I do, I’ll be grateful that I didn’t give up, didn’t take the easy way out, and didn’t do a shoddy job just to be over with it, just because somebody else did it or just because it was more convenient. Because whatever I do now, in the present, will influence the child that I will hold in my arms and I want to be able to honestly say at the end of it all, that I loved my baby with all my being and that future mothers can look at my child as an important contribution to my fellow beings.
Adele Pereira MSc. II, Human Development
Nirmala Niketan College of Home Science
MY RESEARCH …MY BABY
My research is my unborn child. I am creating it, but God’s role in its conception, prenatal growth and birth is of supreme importance.
It was a carefully planned conception and yet I was extremely excited. I was so lost in the ‘heat of the moment’ that I failed to realize the enormity of what I am preparing to give birth to. This was in spite of the fact that I had witnessed my predecessors share their experiences of this unique event.
Slowly the reality is sinking in, along with the morning sickness, and as my child is growing I’m getting more eager to see it completed and hold it in my arms. I know its going to be a tough gestation period, I’ll have to take extra care of myself, make sure I eat and sleep well and give my 200 % to ensure that it has a normal growth at the proper rate. But all the effort is going to be worth it.
Many doctors will keep checking my child’s progress. With our (me and my baby’s) best interests at mind, they will suggest that I do or avoid doing certain things. They will ask me to change a lot of things and I might not see the sense in what they suggest when they do. But I will do anything and everything to protect my child and that’s why I welcome their guidance; after all I am no more than a ‘beginning’ mother.
Many other women are carrying their babies at the same time as I am. And I am so tempted to compare my pregnancy with theirs… “Whose baby is growing the fastest, whose is having the most problems, who will deliver first, whose baby will be the most ‘weighty’. But I know that we are very different women, with especially different doctors and extremely different babies. And all the comparisons will be in vain because each of us will love our baby in our own special way that is incomparable.
We love each other too and that’s why we are each other’s support group, sharing with each other whatever we learn about this new experience. When one of us feels especially nauseous, we’ll all be there to help her pass through that phase. When one of us feels her baby kick, we’ll all be there to share in her excitement. At some point in this roller coaster ride all of us will feel overwhelmed with nausea or thrilled to feel our baby ‘kick in’ and it will be all right because we’re all in this together.
Our families will have to be really patient with us. I know my family (the people bound by ties of love, not necessarily blood) will miss me a lot, but support me all the way because they realize how important this is to me. I know they’ll be waiting for me with open arms every time I’m ready to collapse and will trust in me enough to see me stand up on my own again. I know I’ll love them even more after our relationships have witnessed this life-altering event.
The climax of this event will be when I give birth. I’ll be physically exhausted by then, terrified of the pain I expect and dying to bear the fruit of my labour. Since all my peers will be in labour at the same time, there can be a lot of chaos expected. My sole support especially during this time will be my guide; she’ll be the one telling me when to push forth and when to pause and breathe hard. She’ll be the one holding my hand and telling me that this is extremely normal, millions have done it before me and it’ll all be over really soon. But I’ll be the one pushing, because it’s my baby! And I’ll be proud of it!
I’ll hold my beautiful black, shiny baby and gleam with joy and relief. Suddenly all the pain, the sacrifices, the tears will be so worth it. I’ll hold my head up high as I show off my baby to the world. And when I do, I’ll be grateful that I didn’t give up, didn’t take the easy way out, and didn’t do a shoddy job just to be over with it, just because somebody else did it or just because it was more convenient. Because whatever I do now, in the present, will influence the child that I will hold in my arms and I want to be able to honestly say at the end of it all, that I loved my baby with all my being and that future mothers can look at my child as an important contribution to my fellow beings.
Adele Pereira MSc. II, Human Development
Nirmala Niketan College of Home Science
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