Chez Moi

I had imagined writing this post for the past two weeks, with the words “WAHEY! Sem 2 is officially over and I am F.R.E.E!!!” But this afternoon, on my return from the Uni, S gave me some shocking news he had kept from me for the past couple of days.

We knew this lovely desi couple - hubby worked with S, wife is a bubbly girl, very much non-interfering but fun types. They were expecting their first baby last Friday, May 2. Other friends who had seen her, M, absolutely weighed down with her child, stated that the baby would arrive well before the stipulated date. So we were all surprised when May 2 came and went but the baby didn’t put in her appearance. M was very much in my thoughts on the train home and I told myself sternly to ring and touch base with her this weekend and pass on some mental thoughts to the baby to come out of his/her cozy cocoon straightaway.

But something had gone horribly wrong.

The baby had died in-utero two days back and M was to be induced.

I haven’t spoken with her or other friends yet. I am too shocked for words. I do not know what I am going to say to her. What can anyone say? There was a similar story on Grey’s Anatomy last week, where a woman’s full term baby had died inside and she had to give birth to her stillborn son. I remember getting psyched watching it and wondering why I was doing so. But now, someone I know is going through that.

Please, when you pray next time, please keep M and her family in your thoughts. Somehow help her, her poor hubby and the rest of her family come to terms with this tragedy and find the strength to carry on.