Tuesday, May 24, 2011

BABY SCRAPBOOKING

1.First Page

Mommy and Daddy came to know about me on _ _ _ _ _ (Date)
Whom they told first _ _ _ _ _ (Person's Name)
Mommy's Reaction:
Daddy's Reaction:
























2.Second Page

My first Picture (first scan)


3.3rd Page

Mommy and Daddy first heard my heartbeat on _ _ _ _

4. 4th Page

See i m growing day by day.

5. 5th Page

Scan of 8 th and 9 th months.
I am about to come out now...mommy and daddy are eagerly waiting for me.

6. 6th Page

I the mean time i am grown fully, Meet my mom
Here is some information about my mom.

7. 7th Page

Meet my Dad.

8. 8th page

Journey of my mom in 9 months, her likes dislike, food cravings, her total weight gain etc ....

9. 9th Page

Finally i arrived ....

10. 10th Page

My Birth Story

11. 11th Page

Hey i am Libra. Mommy jolted down some qualities of libra. Here are top 10 reasons.


12. 12th Page

Libra : Symbol,Element,Planet, Colour, Lucky Number

13. 13th Page

Now my birth is certified by Govt. of India.

14. 14th Page

How Mommy and Daddy Named me
and other names considered.


15.15th Page

the beautiful house where i was born(pic yet to be put)


16. 16th Page

this is our small and lovely family. Me Mom and Dad.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

My Little Flower






A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.





A Baby is Small enough to hold in your arms
and Big enough to fill your life.


The moment a child is born,
the mother is also born.
She never existed before.
The woman existed, but the mother, never.
A mother is something absolutely new.


Ten fingers, Ten toes
She's laughter and teardrops
So small and brand new
And amazingly angelic
She's sent to bless you
She's one special Baby
The best of life's treasure
And will grant and bless you
Many hours of great pleasure.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Story of my Brave Daughter Naureen


It was 29th Sept 8:00 P.M. i got admitted to the hospital as my labor pains started. I was lying in a private room, baby's heartbeat was monitored continuously. I started feeling restless and sweat was rolling down my forehead. My husband(Gaurav) was observing the heartbeat reading, at 8:45 PM he noticed that the baby's heartbeat started falling, in about seconds it reached 40bpm from 150bpm. He immediately called the nurse. They shifted me on stretcher and gave oxygen and rushed me to the Operation Theater. A doctor did internal check up and told me it was the case of meconium. I was dumbstruck, was feeling senseless, was having mixed feelings....the most scared was i could lose my baby. My gynecologist came and started the operation....at about 9:12 i heard the cry of my lil baby. One of the doctors showed me the baby and said its a girl, i kissed my little angel and thanked God that everything was ok.
I was shifted to ICU. I thought that everyone will be outside to see me but no one was there, everyone ( mom, massi and Gaurav) they rushed to see the baby. I waited in ICU that someone from my family will come and will meet me....but no one came, then at about 10:30 or 11:00 PM Gaurav came and asked the doctor to if he could meet me, but doctor refused. I asked doctor to let him in...but he refused saying that the meeting hours are over. I could not sleep whole night due to pain secondly because i was not able to meet gaurav.
In the morning Gaurav and Dr. Sujata Bhat(gynecologist) came, she checked me and said we can shift to room...I asked doc when will they give the baby. She said probably today night. We shifted to room in the Evening at about 3 PM. I kept on asking Gaurav when will they give the baby. Then doctor Sujata came to my room in the evening and told me that although they sucked the meconium(first stool) from baby's mouth and nose, still she inhaled some particles, those particles have blocked some portion of her lungs. So she will be kept in nursery for treatment may be for 3-4 days....Tears rolled down my eyes.

The problem that the baby was facing is known as Meconium Aspiration Syndrome (http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/001596.htm), in which the baby passes the first stool inside womb due to some stress and inhales the particles, these stool particles block the lungs and reduce oxygen saturation
which causes higher breathing rate. Her breathing rate was very high and was having difficulty in breathing. Doctor put her on ventilator on 30th sept, i went to see her on 31th sept eveving, when i saw her with 5 drip, a urine pipe and ventilator pipe in her mouth i could not control my tears...her condtion was critical. Doctors said they are doing the best, rest is in the hands of God anything could happen...
Each time i went to see her...i cried when i came back to my room...Gaurav supported me so much in this condition that i dont have words to express my feelings

for him...he is my lifeline..my soul...my everything. ..i cant even think of my existence without him.
On fourth day i was discharged , every time we asked the doctors when will the baby be discharged, we heard the same sentence 'After 3-4 days' But the doctors were right they also didnt know when she will become perfectly all right. We kept on going to the hospital to see her in the morning and in the evening, asking for the latest updates from the doctors. Her health was improving little by little.She was kept on ventilator for 7 days, and
was then moved to oxygen mask. The drips were removed one by one...and then milk was fed through a pipe attached to her throat. She was also given the antibiotic course side by side to

completely remove the infection from her lungs, Her lungs x-ray were now becoming clear day by day. Then she was given my breast milk by spoon. On 16th sept doctor told me that i can breast feed her...I was sitting in the feeding room...sister brought her to me wrapped in the white cloth...i held her for the first time in my arms..again the tears...i tried to feed her....she was not able to hold the nipple...it was my first time..i also didnt know how to feed her.
Sister told me to bring someone with me for help. then in the evening i and my sis-in-law(Ritu Di) went to hospital. She taught me how to feed the baby. Then it became easy for me. Next day was Diwali 17th Sept...oxygen mask was removed...I and Gaurav stayed in the nursery whole day with Naureen(yes we named her Naureen, meaning bright light) to feed her after every 2-3

hours...we expected that doctors will discharge her today but they said some of her tests are pending after seeing the reports they will discharge.
Next day 18th Sept, we went to hospital around 9 am....Asked doctor if everything was ok...They said YES
all the reports are fine..and we can take her home once all the billing and other formalities are complete. This was the day we were waiting for....a long wait...19 days...the hard time of our life.....All the formalities got completed at about 4PM...sister dressed and wrapped the little one and handed over to us....We went to Gurudawara Sahib to thank God, finally our prayers were granted.....
My Brave Daughter fought for her life......Naureen was welcomed home

Everyone had a smile on their face. Now Gaurav, me and Naureen live in a sweet little world of ours. She is the most precious gift God has given us.
Papa and Mom love their little LIFE so much.

Love you Naureen
Papa and Mama

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

My Paintings

The Flower,
Ganesha and Still life
















The painting of sunflower, the abstract face of a lady and some vague abstrat art...














Here is the first Oil Painting that i made a long time back....I have made the base by using a paste of plaster of paris powder, fevicol and little water, to give the impressions of stem, bricks, flowers etc..

Monday, December 15, 2008

Religion Teaches Unequality

It was 10th Dec 2008, my second wedding anniversary. I thought it to be a very special day of my life. A memorable day when i tied a knot of a new relation with my husband in the presence of sacred book Guru Granth Sahib, so i had an internal feeling to go to gurudawara sahib and mandir to thank god for the memorable 2 years of my married life. Although i am not too religious but still i believe in the super power that is God. I heard that there is a gurudawara sahib nearby our home but i have never gone there.I searched for it but was not able to find. So i went to Mandir which i have earlier visited once or twice. I mostly go to gurudawara sahib but rarely go to temple, so i didnt knew what rules are followed there.I covered my head and went inside. Idols were placed at a distance and were enclosed withen bars having a door...the door was unlocked i just went inside and touched the platform where the idols were placed and then touched the hand to my head. In the mean time i heard a loud voice of priest, he was stopping me from doing this, i came out and he closed the door but didnt say me anything. Then a middle aged lady came near to me and started telling me that ladies cannot touch the idols because ladies are not pure.........it was a shock to me. She told that those idols are very pure so a woman's touch will make them impure and a man(priest) can touch the idols because they are pure....In what sense are men pure and women impure....Although we talk about equality but still women are not thought to be equal to men and its the religion which teaches this.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Thursday, April 24, 2008

My First Post (Introduction)


Hi
This is Nishi, this is my first post ...let me introduce my self
I am staying at Panchkula with my family.I have done engineering and the post graduation.
I got married to an IT professional, his name is Gaurav. Now we both run a job-consultancy firm.
I am passionate about art, nautre, poetry and kids. I love making small crafts and paintings i feel an internal satisfaction by spending my time making such things.
And kids,i just love them, i love their innocence, their laughter, their cute smiles and the sparkling eyes which hold hundred of questions inside them.
I love being at home, spending most of the time with my closed ones.