I have given this a lot of thought. I am really embarrassed to put this up as a post, but I am sure this is one memory that I am going have a good laugh at later on. So, here goes:

I have been nagging your Daddy about things we need to buy before I step into the 9th month of pregnancy. Things like Pampers, Baby Lotion, Baby Cologne, Baby Shampoo, Baby Powder, Cotton Balls, Bath-Tub and so on. But, for some reason I kept repeating Pampers more often than the rest. So, your Dad decided to surprise me.

A couple of days back he walks in with a small bag of Pampers for a newborn. I was really really really surprised. I didn’t expect him to give these things a thought. Since then, I have been walking around with that Pampers bag. Your Daddy and I pretend as if it is a baby. Hahahahahaha… I dropped it once while juggling a water-bottle in one hand and the Pampers bag in another. And, your Daddy goes, “Gasp, you dropped the baby!” Hahahahahahaha… The Pampers bag ‘sleeps’ with us on the bed. But, when I don’t have space I end up dumping it on top of the headboard of the bed. And, of course, your Dad has to comment about it, “Normal people don’t keep their babies up there” Hahahahahahahahahaa…

This small bag of Pampers has become ‘the pre-baby’ at home. It is really funny as sometimes I treat it as a non-living thing and at other times it is treated like a baby. Whenever we talk about how we are going to rock you to sleep or burp you or play with you, it is all demonstrated on the Pampers bag. I intend to pack this in the hospital bag, but I don’t think I am ready to use it. I want to keep it as a souvenir of some sort. When you grow up this little bag may just bring back a whole load of memories of your pregnancy (not that I particularly need a Pampers bag). This bag is representative of the warmth, love and attachment we already feel towards you. It sounds crazy but it is really cute at the same time.

Instead of playing with a baby-doll, we are role-playing with a Pampers bag. After all, we are a crazy family. And, you are, inshallaah, going to be a part of it SOON!

A Big Baby

Wednesday, 20th October 2010, this is when the doctor told me you were a slightly Big baby. Your bone measurement was that of a 34 week old fetus, not 32 weeks. I was so happy! I always keep worrying if you are doing well in there. I was relieved and happy to know that you are not just doing well, but great!

This time your Daddy and I saw your femur bone, head (that measured normal for a 32 week old fetus), limbs, a full bladder (peeing away in mommy, huh!?), your cute little heart and small circles that was your bum (I saw two circles on the sonogram and asked the doctor what they were, she said they are the buttocks, hahahaha, I found that funny).

I can’t wait to see you. The doctor says you are a beautiful girl. Inshallaah, you will be a healthy beautiful Muslimah. And, we are all waiting to welcome our little Princess. Your Nani calls you Baby Fatimah and according to your Nani, your Nana will be referring you as Baby Allu. Your Khala-Nani decided that she is going to call you Maryam (don’t ask!).

So, Fatimah, Baby Fatimah, Baby Allu and Maryam, we all love you and always will. You are my first baby and the first grand-child.