Almost a diary
If pregnancy desired both long-awaited, and become pregnant is in mature age, more precisely speaking, in the blossoming of forces, it is possible to expect from it infinite considering of various existential questions in connection with cardinally changed state of affairs and laborious conducting a diary if not on hours, then on days: «Today we with your daddy were at a doctor, frau the doctor has confirmed my guesses, that I am pregnant. About, we were on the top of the world with happiness.
We have there and then come into shop for pregnant women, I have bought a T-short with an inscription: «A boy or a girl?», still I have bought to bank of pickles and a chocolate kilogramme. Hurrah, I am pregnant! More low I paste a photo of a bouquet which was presented to me by the husband (the truth expensively looks?), and in the evening we were at restaurant «…». Yes, restaurant very expensive, but now I can is proud to write its name and to paste our photos, and also endlessly to mention its name under envious sights of acquaintances, that too something costs ». Or:« Today I was on the next reception at the doctor, frau the doctor have explained to me, that you develop very well. In the evening I have thought, that for the first time I feel your movements, have already rushed to a diary to fix day and hour, but later it has appeared simply nesvarenie a stomach. Today I have not received a bouquet, at restaurant we were not, therefore a photo I do not paste ». Reading now and then another's pregnant diaries on the Internet, from cheerful to infinitely boring, always thought, that as soon as at me most there will come this fatal moment, from first day to mine slovobludiju and to scribbling there will be no end. It does not happen. In the beginning I persuaded myself:« Your pregnancy as is documentary confirmed a week. Why not to write to you rasskazik about feelings of future mother which has just learnt, what she the future mother? » But future mother refused to write something, long sitting motionlessly, and, the hypnotised sight examining small tochechku on ultrasonic listing. It was found out later, that future mother with tenderness examined not absolutely correct tochechku (all the same very big granularity), but necessary tochechka too there was nearby, so not an essence important. Later future mother spoke to itself: «it is fine, if you are superstitious also first three months did not want the public about what to inform, write about thoughts of mother which pregnancy has already passed for half. But thoughts, at least, those about which would be interesting for knowing the pregnant public, were absent at all. The Open door in clinic and visiting of a maternity hall was perceived with purely theoretical interest as though it has no relation to future mother. Very useful books and magazines:« What to expect, when you expect? » «Pregnancy and the childbirth","Happy parents – the happy child» directed mortal melancholy, future mother fell asleep, yet not having read up till the end of page. But it did not pass any number „Maxi“, „Brigitte“ or „Cosmopolitan“, the table and a locker have been filled up by samplers of the new spirits which brutal aroma will be transferred hardly even by most hardy of newborns. At a leisure future mother improved the German, filled tax declarations, has found the sociable broker to put in order the insurance, wrote slanders to the company on supply by an electricity and concerning medical insurance, passed checkup, changed rubber, oil and a brake liquid. In the end, when sorts could be expected literally any day, future mother has understood, that on an epistolary genre of time any more does not remain. She reads at the nights: « What to expect: the first year of a life », hoping to have time to study at least the first month, the table and a bed are filled up by magazines„ Baby und Familie "," Welcome to the family "," Eltern "(" Parents »). On the remained empty seats samplers of children's creams and oils, napkins and diapers have accumulated. Future mother with affection examines the drying veiled by children's things, her hand reaches for the camera so these touchingly look nosochki and jackets. She notices, that with huge interest participates in discussions of models of carriages, beds, pelenalnyh little tables, marks of diapers, children's trays and small bottles. She buys in advance beautifully published« the Diary of the baby »where is going to bring each moment of a life of its newborn:« my very first photo "," I and my proud parents "," my first feeding "," my first bathing "," washing the first walk »… and so before« my first birthday ».
(On May, 7th 2008)
Author: Viktoria