Maybe because I didn’t give birth in my own country makes where I did extra special.
Getting pregnant and giving birth in a country where no family exists is tough. And first-time pregnancy and birth are milestones that are meant to be shared with the world!
I was depressed for most of my first trimester. As regular readers would remember. I hated where I was. I longed for home. Maybe it was because of the morning (all-day) sickness or the hormones. Whatever the reason I was struggling with the fact that I was not in the Philippines.
As we went on with our pregnancy, I realized that it could actually be a good thing!
Not having food I craved for means I didn’t gain as much weight – in the end I still did but imagine if a Kare-Kare was within easy reach…
People also were more cautious to tell you what to do because aside from being “medical”, pregnancy and childbirth are very much culture-laden.
Because it was “just us” – we started off parenthood our way. Luckily hubby and I are pretty much on the same page.
Aside from the benefits of “exclusion” at the end of the day we still shared the milestone with the world.
Thoughts and kind gifts found its way to us – from Australia, US and the Philippines. With that I discovered how awesome the Sri Lankan Post System is! And started to use the old school mail again.
I felt in as much as the family and friends I grew up with were not around, we gained more with friends who “took care of us” and treated us like family. For that Pinoy friends are a must. We were exposed to the utmost kindness from our kababayans (countrymen). But not only them, all around kindness abound – especially if you’re pregnant!
In the end, My Team Luna was complete. Hubby and I are together. For him I would get pregnant and give birth anywhere. But it was made even more complete, my mom by my side. My mom for her and for what she stood for, my family and friends back home.
At the end of the day, Sri Lanka will always be special for making me a mom. But really underneath that for making me grow up.