With all the midwife visit and check ups happening behind the scene, we were having a lot of fun at home.. The excitement was pretty visible.. Shopping for tiny mittens, clothes, wraps had begun.. We had also shopped for bibs ( seriously!! would a new born need a bib) who cares when it says " I love my mumma " or "daddy's lil champ"
We had decided on a name.. We loved it every bit for it meant the -magnificent one!! With great excitement we shared the name with our family.. My parents were not jumping with joy but they agreed that it would be our choice.. My in laws on the other hand clearly expressed their displeasure and also suggested a few names.. I asked my husband what he felt and he said no name is better than the magnificent one.. That put a smile on my face, atleast we were on the same page.. I was told my sister in law would pick a name as that's the tradition.. I smiled at the irony where she got to pick a name for her daughter,as there's no one more important than a mother.. Tradition had always won since the day I got married.. So we decided we would name him Kabir- the magnificent one..This time we made sure no tradition came before a parents wish..
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