I missed the very moment. I missed being with my better half when she was going through all the pain through out. I missed the moments when I wanted to pamper her cuddling. I missed the moment when I wanted to kiss on the baby bump. I missed the moment when I wanted to talk to my baby inside. I missed the moment when my strength(my wife) became weak and looking for my hands to hold. I missed the moment where we both should be together to experience and cherish these memories for the rest of our life. I missed the moment of getting her choice of cravings. I missed the moment sleeping in her lap with the baby bump, telling stories. I missed the moment being on her side when she was admitted in hospital. I missed the joyful moment welcoming the baby boy after the C-section. I missed the many kisses to both of them. I missed them all.
Goosebumps all over my body when I got the news. Its a feeling which cannot be determined, defined or briefed. Tears rolled out when I saw my wife over the video call along with my baby cry. Giving birth to a generation, sacrificing her present, probably this is the start of the many of those endless sacrifices a mother does to her children.
Few of my company colleagues were equally excited about the news. Showing them the baby's pictures gives me immense pleasure and proud feeling. He was born on 21st Jan 2021 at 10.39 a.m IST. That makes a very special day. 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century. Surprisingly and fortunately his blood group turns out to be B+. This gives me a sense of motivation that no matter what the hell happens in life, always B+. Probably this might looking odd, father seeking motivation from his new born baby is just out of the world feeling. After a lot of rough patch going on between both of our families, we named him "RUDRADEV" one month after his birth.
There are multiple meanings to the name. It is referred to as the Rudraksh, simple yet powerful. It is also referred to as the mightiest of the mighty. It also refers as the one who eradicates problems from its roots.
After all the bad times for the baby, all the efforts put in during the surgeries, its a welcome note for our family. Morethan anyone else in the world, a mother sacrifice to her child is the most precious and incomparable god has given to the mankind.
