Saturday Morning, we met a family friend’s, newborn baby.
We’ve known her for quite some time, was even babysitting her firstborn for quite some time. Talking about the first born, we now get to know she is one mischievous little one, Those stories her mom tells about her mischievous acts on playground and supermarkets are so hilarious you might even wonder if she is this high-profile ninja in-the-making.
So as we finally found our way inside the hospital and inside the room of the friend. Considering the many times we’ve visited a hospital – this was THE one time – I know I could be happy about the result – that reason by itself had the ‘cherish-able’ feeling.
Once we finally found our way through the many rooms, we entered the room of our friend and her baby.
And then.. all I felt in the room was magic.
That same yet greater ‘cherishable’ feeling that cannot be reasoned based on scientific facts or religious beliefs.
A mere realization of how much process goes into the making of life and more importantly when you understand how much power a woman has in bringing out a life that has been nurtured for around 280 days/40 weeks/ 9 months!
(pps: please excuse the girl in her twenties realizing this flabbergasting fact in her head ATM!!!)
So, back to where I was…
After all that this woman has gone through in that amount of time, you see the smile on her face welcoming us in (how do they do it?!?) aaand more evidently next to her is a cradle in which you see those tiny pink feet popping out through the many layers of pink blankets.
Yep, I felt it.
Of course, there are many billion women and mothers who you have seen or experienced this by themselves or for their sister/friends/daughters- but maybe because this is the first time I’ve known a friend go through the same and so I felt it more.
What you may ask? That power of giving/creating life.
It may be just the nature of science or a blessing of how we are created – but it’s still one of those precious moments that enrich the experiences in our life.
Since it was the first time for me, it made me quite emotional – just the thought of how little our human minds maybe but there also exists a power superior to us that gives us, women the power to give life – is it not beautiful?
A beautiful realization indeed. Those tiny hands and such pink skin.. This little one was inside her for 9 months and she is finally out to the world. The whole concept seems so magical – and only then you tell yourself – we humans are definitely not the limit or the end – there is a power superior to us, humans – again, some point towards science some point towards God. Whichever you would like to believe in, we as humans should be grateful for what we are than take our life for granted….and yet at times we do take it all for granted, don’t we? – Now that would be another discussion for later.
On that note, it’s over and out,