Like a Mother who thanks all the experts in the delivery room actually.
Doctors, nurses, cleaning lady, pediatrician- there were loads of people in that room. Like a Mother who thanks everybody who helped her deliver the baby, stitch her back painfully, clean little Naseem-o and make soothing sounds for us, I raised my voice and said, “Thank you, everybody!”
Previous two times after Sahar and Ali were born, I was calm, relieved and happy. And quiet, I might add.
This time, I was happy, ecstatic and so full of energy! I was laughing. I said, Come, come, give me the baby. I will take her back with me from this room.
They gave her to me. I put the little one on my chest….and our stretcher was wheeled back to the same bed where I had been crying tears 20 minutes ago.
Mum joined us. I said, I am hungry. I haven’t eaten anything today. Mum fed me lunch. I nursed the baby. Sms-ed Afzal.
She was Naseem already. Born on 16 September,2008. Sleeping right now.