A Background Story: Mama La Vida Lanka

I knew the chances were high that I’d get pregnant and give birth in Sri Lanka.  Well, God willing you know.  But you see I am a control freak of nature.  I had a timeline for when these should happen in my life – once I decided this was one of those things that I really, really want.  First, I shouted out to the universe that I will get married before I turn 30.  For no apparent reason or cause except my chances of having a safe pregnancy (or even conceiving at all) will definitely diminish after that point.  I got married at 28 – I remember getting anxious (well I was always anxious during those days) that my then boyfriend (now hubby of course) had no signs of proposing.  And well he really didn’t.  We were discussing about a possible career move to Sri Lanka (THANK YOU Sri Lanka!) and he wanted to take it and take me with him.  I saw this as a wonderful opportunity to say: “but you would have to marry me first.”  In as much as people were telling me not to bring the topic of marriage up with my hubby then, of course I did.  Patience is not one of strongest virtues.  So that it’s clear.  Walang lokohan.  So when I had to say that as some form of “ultimatum” – I think my hubby knew what was coming and was prepared for it.  Because at the end of the day, he too, wanted the same.

It's time!
(photo courtesy of buttercup600.wordpress.com)

After our quickie wedding (1 month and 9 days from the day he “formally” asked me to marry him), we both wanted a year to ourselves.  But I wanted to go on a cruise for my 30^th birthday so we would have to have more than a year to ourselves in that case (I’m celebrating my 30^th 4 months after our 1^st year anniversary).  Which is just fine… Until a certain time.  In my other blog, I wrote about reaching the lowest point of my life in La Lanka and my escape was to say, fine let’s just get pregnant so I can have something to do.  Quite hurtful to my husband actually and I didn’t mean it that way.  But I guess I also meant it – that that desire was really honestly what I wanted.  It didn’t take long for me to recognize that and we soon started trying. 

The trying part was interesting.  Interesting in a sense that for people who know me, once I set a goal, they know I will lock into that goal like a homing pigeon and I’d get it one way or another.  But I didn’t even attempt to approach it that way.  I knew that I could make all the calculations in the world but at the end of the day, it was really up to Him.  And I guess God wanted the same for us too because only after 4 months of “waiting” came our blessing. 

I surrendered and I received.  Just like when I prayed for my husband :) So that is the background story for the Mama La Vida Lanka.    


Note: After 6 months and a dose of creative inspiration, I've changed the series title from Mommy Diaries to Mama La Vida Lanka :-)