How it all started....

Well, you weren't really expecting to know how it all started, were you? :-) If you were, sorry mate, wrong place. Go to Blockbuster :-)

But if you are looking for how things happened once we knew we were on the path to parenthood, then this is the place. Lie back, get a cuppa, relax and read my story.

We first realized that something was not right at 30012 feet above sea level. In case you are not bright enough to understand, that is right up in the air, in a plane with 12 feet of cargo space under us. Before you start questioning me the validity of this data measurement, oh boy, this is my story and I am gonna tell it my way. Take it or leave it. That feels better!

Where was I? Oh yeah, so we were in the plane flying over the Atlantic. And my wife had this queasy feeling in her tummy. Air-sick, I thought. Junk food, she thought. But that feeling kept following her even after we landed and even after 2 days at home. As any i-am-trying-to-get-pregnant female of child-bearing age would know, feeling nauseous for 2 full days would prompt 'Where do we get raw mangoes now (as in Gult movies)? Should we take American citizenship for the baby?' kind of thoughts.

So what does the missus do? She tries the 'rabbit test' and waits for 4 days to see if the rabbit died or not. Well, not really of course. She tried a Home pregnancy test - at 3 AM in the morning. I didn't know that of course, until she woke me up whispering "It worked, It worked". Little did she know that at that very moment I was dreaming about my complex experiments with semi-heio-molecular reaction that would remove all poverty in the world. Naturally, she mistook my victorious smile to be that of a proud to-be-father... while I was smiling my way to glory thinking about the millions I would make by removing poverty and the Nobel prize, of course.

As any person who is awakened at 3 AM to see his wife beaming would surely understand, I honestly had no clue why my wife was beaming. Was it something I said in my dream induced slumber? Was it something that I didn't say? Or was it something that I shouldn't have said but did manage to say? Heck man, I needed my 8 hours of beauty sleep. While I was pulling the comforter around and was trying to go back to sleep, my wife started saying "IT worked, IT worked" again. Only then did I realize that it wasn't my blond beautiful lab assistant that said those words... but my black-haired super-beautiful wife that said those words. As I was busy pondering the meaning of these words at 3 AM of the morning of November 2nd, 2006... my wife pushed a white tubular thing into my hands.

The more intelligent of you would have already guessed what it was in my hands. But, remember it was 3AM in the morning? And I was cross that I lost my millions of dollars? Given these circumstances, I am sure even my most vehement critics would nod understandingly when I say that I continued staring blankly at my wife.

My wife, being high on happiness, decided to pardon my stupidity and told me "You are going to be a DAD!!!"