Going Public
It is currently our 16th week of expecting our first baby. The highlight of this week was the long-anticipated morning sickness. Only it visits during the hours between 4.30 and 6.30 p.m. Looks like this baby is on an India time.
The other big event this week, was a feast cooked up by the Subabe’s grand aunt who is currently staying with her daughter M who is also pregnant -- about 30 weeks . The menu featured long-desired items such as Vada Pav Mumbai style, Dahi Wada’s a la Bombay and of course homemade Srikhand Puri. I felt like I had the most wonderful dohaljevan* already.
As if that was not an amazingly lovely sumptuous foodfest, I was invited to G&S’s home along with two other pregnant friends, for an authentic South-Indian dinner on Saturday night. G had made lovely food including items like rasam, sambaar, vettakozzumbu, sevai, avial, red chutney, and a homemade lime pickle. Not to mention the homebaked cookies, made by her and her four-year-old daughter S for all of us.
It was truly memorable for me because this is the first time after our big announcement that we met two other couples who also announced that they would be newpies soon. So it felt like an expectant parents’ gathering, with the conversation ranging from guessing the babies’ sex, to asking G’s daughter if she would change the new babies’ diapers. All in all seems like a fun time for the baby.
*dohaljevan: There is no literal translation to the word dohaljevan, it loosely translates to food cooked to satisfy a pregnant woman’s food desires.
The other big event this week, was a feast cooked up by the Subabe’s grand aunt who is currently staying with her daughter M who is also pregnant -- about 30 weeks . The menu featured long-desired items such as Vada Pav Mumbai style, Dahi Wada’s a la Bombay and of course homemade Srikhand Puri. I felt like I had the most wonderful dohaljevan* already.
As if that was not an amazingly lovely sumptuous foodfest, I was invited to G&S’s home along with two other pregnant friends, for an authentic South-Indian dinner on Saturday night. G had made lovely food including items like rasam, sambaar, vettakozzumbu, sevai, avial, red chutney, and a homemade lime pickle. Not to mention the homebaked cookies, made by her and her four-year-old daughter S for all of us.
It was truly memorable for me because this is the first time after our big announcement that we met two other couples who also announced that they would be newpies soon. So it felt like an expectant parents’ gathering, with the conversation ranging from guessing the babies’ sex, to asking G’s daughter if she would change the new babies’ diapers. All in all seems like a fun time for the baby.
*dohaljevan: There is no literal translation to the word dohaljevan, it loosely translates to food cooked to satisfy a pregnant woman’s food desires.
posted by subabe at 11:35 PM
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