It's 8:00 a.m, The daylight filters through the blinds into my bedroom, throwing lines of sun and shadow on my face. They remind me of the shock years ago, when dragon told me she was pregnant. Life is so unfair... before I could barely enjoyed the very little freedom I have left, she gave me another shock - that a new baby is on the way. An odd thing about fatherhood is the change in camaraderie with other male parents, especially when your new baby is going to come to this world. You bond.. and the bond is rife with genuine tenderness, vulnerability and a little sadness. I don't know why. It just is - maybe because a kid finally connects a man to something he loves unconditionally that, unlike his car, which can actually love him in return.
Dragon has a hard time carrying her big belly around the house, puffing up smokes everywhere. The woman is angry, tired, tied down and hell, she can't do anything about it. I can't even fathom having to carry something that size in my belly. Finally to shut her up when her ankles swell to the size of holiday cheese logs, I had to strap one of those pillows in my belly and walk around for a while to entertain her.
Dragon tries to make me understand the pain and the stress women had to go through during pregnancy. She needed practices to make sure the breathing exercise are correct and nothing should go wrong. She wanted to play the gynae doctor and I have to be her - the pregnant wife on the hospital bed. She'll asked me to spread my legs wide open, to feel the contraction and labour pain.. and I have to scream like how she screamed in the delivery room..
Dragon tries to make me understand the pain and the stress women had to go through during pregnancy. She needed practices to make sure the breathing exercise are correct and nothing should go wrong. She wanted to play the gynae doctor and I have to be her - the pregnant wife on the hospital bed. She'll asked me to spread my legs wide open, to feel the contraction and labour pain.. and I have to scream like how she screamed in the delivery room..
"C'mon doggyboy... push!" she'll quipped
"Ahhh...Uhh...ehhh.....mmm....."
"Push... ok... " "Push!"
"Ahhhhh......(like this?)
"I... I.. can see the baby's head.. quick.. push.."
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!..."(ha..ha..like really..)
"PUSH!!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" (whyd' she have to pinch my butt?)
"Push... ok... " "Push!"
"Ahhhhh......(like this?)
"I... I.. can see the baby's head.. quick.. push.."
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!..."(ha..ha..like really..)
"PUSH!!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" (whyd' she have to pinch my butt?)
She'll only allow me to stop screaming after I passed out..
The last time we played this game - she was carrying our first child. She laughed so hard until her waterbag burst and ended up in the emergency ward.
The whole episode made me realised that as men, we are like bees; we are created to hover around the uterus and trying to reproduce ourselves. We can't get pregnant. Women does. But when men come out of women, they spend the rest of their lives trying to get back in.
We went back to the same bald headed chipmunk face - gynae whom we consulted years ago. He gave the usual greetings...
"Hello.. what gives me the pleasure? 'accident' again?"
"Hey doc, you know - that's not funny......"
Of course, dragon is thrilled with every visit that we made to the gynae. Dragon loves to see the baby on the ultrasound, especially when he scanned and showed her the tiny heartbeart... but I am interested only in one thing..
"So doc, umm.. is this going to be a boy?"
"Looks like a girl..."
"............................"
"................................"
"Are you absolutely sure? are you 100% sure?"
"If you want 100% sure, I can take the baby out to show you first and then put the baby back inside.."
... Can they do that?
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