We’re going home i.e. to my parents’ place! After eons of dragging our feet over this decision, and booking tickets for a tentative journey – we’re finally on our way home!

Of course, nothing like going home to breathe some fresh air and enjoy the refreshing monsoon winds as against Chennai’s burning landscape.

To be pampered by mom and dad.

To know that you can sleep with nary a care in the world.

To take a break before one gets into fulltime mom’s work.

To know that our baby will spend the first few months of his / her life in the bosom of nature rather than a concrete paradise.

Those were the good points.

And then there were those difficult choices.

How could my husband and I be apart for three months? Well, he's there on the weekends.
What if he can’t make it in time for our baby’s birth? We both hope that he’ll be the first to hold our baby.
What if we don’t make it in time to the hospital? The best hospital is a long drive away.

It’s not been easy but we’ve been led to appreciate the dynamics of family life. Sometimes, choices don’t quite appear with black and white options. There are areas of gray too. But we have been learning to just believe. And take decisions.

And our baby is 33 weeks old!


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