I realize that ever since this blog came into existence, I have never been this far away from it. 🙂 And there is a good reason. I and my wife have been blessed with a baby boy on 22nd of November at 7:44 PM. I have become a father! Yes!!
It is the most amazing feeling I have ever had. I have never been happier in my life than the moment I held my child in my arms for the first time. I couldn’t stop smiling when I watched that most beautiful, precious baby as he made some movements. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I softly touched his head, his hands, his fingers and I was being extra cautious when someone else took him in their hands.
Many people had told me that life would change after marriage. But I haven’t felt much of change except for the first couple of weeks. But this… this has made me feel very different. It reminds me of the bigger responsibilities I have from now on, being a parent.
Some people said this moment on you would begin to respect your parents more. I don’t know how true that would be to me, because I always understood that it was not an easy task to bring up a family of 8 children and I have been trying to give my best to them ever since I have begun to take care of them. But there is one big difference of parenting in those days compared to our time. In those days, they were most worried about one thing – primarily about giving food (not even “enough” or “best” are the words to be appended to it) to their children and give them basic medication available when they were sick. In my time, I think there are a number of things to worry about – to provide them with the best possible options for every important step in their life.
And then there are even more thoughts. Will I be able to pass on the values that my mother taught me to my son? Will I be able to pass on the good things I learned from my life to my son? Will he become caring enough about the world he lives in? Will he care for the family? Will I be able to continue to provide the financial support that my family expects from me? The thoughts are terrifying at times, so I am going to give it a rest. 🙂 For the moment, I am happy and working hard to contribute my best to the family.
And here is a pic of my son, taken when the nurses brought him outside the labor room.
