Note:- I'll divide this pregnancy track in three part that is three trimester. It will be easy jyada bada bhi nahi hoga and jyada chota bhi nahi hoga. This one all happening in one month since she was already 2 month pregnant. We are good on this
Okay let's start
There argument was stopped by the elders laughter.
Mimi- My God tum dono naa kitna ladte ho kitna jhagda karte ho itna hi jhagdo ge toh baby bhi jhagdalu hoga dekh lena. Achaa ab bohot ho gayi masti jaakar sab ab aaram karo. Ghar main chaar chaar lady pregnant hai unhe aaram bhi karna hai jao ab.
They all went to there home and took rest.
Next Morning
Abhi was rushing Akshu for breakfast.
Manjari- Abhi kyu itna rush kar raha hain khana toh kha lene de. Its important for her to have all her meals on time. Don't rush her let her eat properly or I'll will take akshu with me and she'll sleep in my room.
Abhi- Akshu why are you hurrying. Eat slowly calmly.
Listening Abhi words every one starts laughing.
Abhi- Atleast tell her to get ready hum logo ko ultrasound ke liye bhi jaana hai.
Soon they finished there breakfast and left for the ultrasound.
Abhi and Akshara entered the ultrasound clinic with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Holding hands, they were eager to catch a glimpse of their baby for the first time. As the ultrasound technician applied the gel, the room filled with the rhythmic thumping sound of the baby's heartbeat. Abhi's eyes widened, and Akshara couldn't help but tear up with joy.
Ultrasound technician: Congratulations! Everything looks healthy, and here's your little one.
On the computer screen, a tiny figure came into view. Abhi and Akshara watched in awe as the ultrasound revealed the image of their unborn child. The feeling of seeing their baby for the first time was overwhelming, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.
Abhi, with a grin: Our little miracle.
Akshara, teary-eyed: I can't believe we're going to be parents.
After the emotional moment, they left the clinic with a memorable ultrasound image in hand. On their way back, they decided to stop by a baby store for some shopping. However, a dispute arose when they reached the clothing section.
Abhi- Let's pick some adorable dresses for our little princess.
Akshara, chuckling- Abhi, we don't even know the gender yet. What if it's a boy?
Abhi, determined- Well, I have a feeling it's a girl, and I want her to have the cutest dresses.
Akshara, playfully arguing- We should be practical and get some cute little outfits for a boy.
Their light-hearted argument turned into a playful tussle in the store. Abhi insisted on pink dresses and tiny bows, while Akshara was drawn to blue onesies and miniature sneakers.
Abhi, laughing- Akshara, imagine our little girl twirling around in this dress!
Akshara, teasingly- And imagine our little boy rocking these cool sneakers!
Their laughter echoed through the store as they continued to playfully disagree. Eventually, they compromised, choosing a mix of outfits in both pink and blue, embracing the uncertainty of their baby's gender.
As Abhi and Akshara left the store, still playfully bantering about the potential gender of their baby, they decided to celebrate the day with a special dinner. The lively atmosphere continued as they headed to a nearby restaurant, their shopping bags swinging with each step.
Abhi, teasingly- I'm telling you, it's going to be a girl. She'll have my charm and your grace.
Akshara, giggling- And if it's a boy, he'll have my intelligence and your sense of humor.
The restaurant buzzed with warmth as they settled into a cozy corner. The conversation shifted from baby clothes to dreams and aspirations for their growing family. Abhi couldn't stop talking about the father-daughter dance he envisioned, while Akshara shared her excitement about the possibility of having a little adventurer.
Their laughter echoed in the restaurant, drawing smiles from other diners who couldn't help but be charmed by the couple's joy. As they enjoyed their meal, the ultrasound image rested on the table, a constant reminder of the precious life they were bringing into the world.
As the evening unfolded, Abhi and Akshara found themselves lost in discussions about parenthood. They shared their hopes, fears, and promises for the future. The bond between them strengthened as they navigated the uncharted territory of impending parenthood.
As the night came to an end, they strolled back to their car, still holding hands. The shopping bags swayed with each step, a tangible representation of their shared excitement and anticipation. However, the playful argument about baby clothes resurfaced when they reached the car.
Abhi, smiling mischievously- I still think it's a girl.
Akshara, teasingly- Well, I still have a feeling it might be a boy.
They both laughed, realizing that the true joy was not in predicting the gender but in the shared journey ahead. With the car loaded with baby clothes and the ultrasound image safely tucked away, Abhi and Akshara drove home, eager to continue preparing for the arrival of their little one, regardless of whether it would be wrapped in pink or blue.
The following weekend, Abhi and Akshara decided to take a stroll through a nearby park. The crisp autumn air enveloped them as they walked hand in hand, the changing leaves creating a vibrant tapestry above.
Abhi, breaking the serene silence: You know, I was thinking about nursery colors. A soft lavender would be perfect for our little girl, don't you think?
Akshara, chuckling: Abhi, we still don't know the gender. Let's keep it neutral for now.
As they continued their walk, they stumbled upon a quaint baby boutique nestled in a corner of the park. Unable to resist, they ventured inside, curious about what other adorable items they could find.
The boutique was a treasure trove of baby accessories, from tiny shoes to plush toys. Abhi was immediately drawn to a display of delicate bows and headbands, envisioning them on his imagined little princess. Akshara, however, gravitated toward a collection of tiny football-shaped rattles and miniature toolkits, imagining playtime with a future sports enthusiast.
Their differing preferences sparked another playful debate, this time about the theme for the nursery. Abhi argued for a fairy-tale wonderland, while Akshara championed a sports-themed haven.
Abhi, with a twinkle in his eye: Just imagine our little girl surrounded by butterflies and magical creatures.
Akshara, smiling: And picture our little boy surrounded by sports gear, ready to conquer the world.
Their playful banter resonated with the shop owner, who joined in the laughter, offering suggestions that seamlessly merged the enchanting and the sporty.
Leaving the store with a few more bags in tow, Abhi and Akshara continued their journey through the park. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the surroundings.
Abhi, gazing into the distance: You know, no matter what color the nursery is or what clothes our baby wears, the most important thing is that they are loved.
Akshara, squeezing Abhi's hand: Absolutely. Our little one will have the best of both worlds – a magical fairy-tale and an adventurous sports field.
As they left the park hand in hand, Abhi and Akshara were filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the love and joy that awaited them. The nursery, the clothes, and the theme were secondary to the excitement of building a future as a family, creating memories that would last a lifetime.
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