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I’m 28 years old, and a doctor by profession. I am also doing my post-graduation; currently in the final year. I got married two years ago; when I was still in the first year of post-graduation. Luckily my in-laws are settled in the same city as my parents stay, so it was easy for me to move to the in-laws’ house & continue my graduation without any break. But unfortunately, my husband was away from me for the first year after marriage as he was pursuing Masters (MS) in another city. He hardly had any leaves, and could not stay even a day at our home. However, we still managed to spend some valuable time once in a while.
Because we belong to the medical profession, we understand each other & respect each other. To my surprise, I got pregnant right after my first-year exams. We were happy and shocked as well because I had irregular periods after my marriage. I was not prepared for the pregnancy, but we felt the soon-to-come baby was God’s gift. I had a tough time managing my studies, the assignments, research work etc. and attending cases in the hospital. I use to drive 16 km every day to my workplace and back home, even when I was pregnant.
Luckily I was fit, healthy and safe. I had family support, too, especially from my mom & my mother-in-law. My husband also gave me moral support. He was my backbone; extremely loving, caring, and responsible. He couldn’t be physically present, but I never felt alone as his voice moved me every day. His words were so inspiring; he gave me the strength to overcome the challenges. I continued working in the hospital until a week before my estimated due date.
Fortunately, my husband completed his MS and returned to our home when I was seven months pregnant. He accompanied me every day, to college, shopping, the checkups, etc. Because of some medical issue, I had a c- section and struggled with a spinal headache for a few days. My husband was caring beyond words towards me & my baby girl. I was back to work after a month.
The first three months were extremely challenging, as I was not getting adequate sleep. I used to commute back home 4-5 times every day to nurse my baby. I wanted to ensure she won’t miss me even after I resume work. Now, she is five months old, and I sometimes feel very sad to leave her home & attend my duty. Because of my experience, I can understand the physical, mental and emotional strain women, especially working mothers, go through. But, it’s a pleasure to see my baby’s smiling face when I return home. And, I’m sure every mother feels the same when they see their babies at the end of the day.
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