It’s
been a busy week for Rinku. Baby has not been keeping well till last Monday and
then she started recovering. Yes! the more she cycles her tiny legs and moves
her little hands in tandem it means she is fine. She will generously smile and
put her set of gums on display. One can see the reflection of this happiness in
Rinku’s eyes. After all she has been burning her midnight oil since the day her
baby was born. She has been the one who made frantic calls to the doctor in the
middle of the night and at times woke up the entire house if her baby felt any
discomfort. It is her who has not slept properly since she became a mother. I
her husband and the father of the baby have been holding the fort in Mumbai to smoothen
the rocky roads of financial security. I didn’t get wet I pretended to be happy
looking at the rains from a distance.
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| Week 12 Daughter Diary |
I
don’t know why babies need those painful vaccinations? Why can’t scientists
invent something better than those torturous injections that leave the baby
pale for the next three days? Ridhima got her first DtaP vaccination done last week
and as expected, there was a visible swelling in her tiny legs and she just
could not move them. She was put on painkiller and hourly doses of notorious antibiotics.
For more than 48 hours she did not leave her mother at all. Rinku cried on her
helplessness and I was here struggling in Mumbai and sleeping at sharp 11PM.
Damn!
It
was yesterday in the afternoon when her birth certificate form was submitted
and Ridhima has become her official name. When I talked to Rinku in the evening
yesterday she was sounding better as the baby has recovered from the pain and
was somehow cycling again. She has reclaimed her smiles and gifted it to her
mother again. I am happy for both of them.
