If only we knew

Ok unlike my other posts - this one is being typed in directly. No editing, no saving, no later corrections. Just a gush of emotions - fresh, raw and as I feel it.

No wise cracks, no humor - just a whole lot of tears.

Its 4pm and sonny is taking his afternoon nap.Tharini just sent me an invite to see the online baby shower. Its been 10 mins since and I am still wetting hubby's precious laptop with copious tears. And they just wont stop.

Thank you guys for everything you've done. Thank You for the thought you've put into it. Thank you for your wishes. Thank you for taking time out of your daily schedules, your babies, your household chores for thinking about us. Thank you for not just thinking but also doing it for us. Thank you for the chase. Thank you for the riddles. Thank you for the rhymes. For the beautiful artwork on the page. For the gyaan. For the inspiration. For everything that you've put together for us.

For us - who are these nameless, faceless women you meet on blogosphere. For us - who are these hormone ridden, pregnant women whose life seems to revolve around these 9 months. For us, who appear and then vanish at will and then re-appear out of nowhere (mea culpa). For us, who arent related to you by any means - except by a thread called motherhood.

Thank you - for the best baby shower ever.