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The huge billboard was a beautiful mother and child poster, captioned: We understand your desire to be a Mother.
Swati was visibly nervous and sweating profusely. The stark contrast between the sweltering heat of the midday July sun and the coolness gusting through the sliding doors, made her subconsciously pace up the stairs leading to the clinic.
Last year, her best friend Mansi had become a blissful mother to triplets. She was all high praises for the staff and doctor in charge; even declared them as miracle workers.
Three years into their marriage, Swati and Abhay had mutually decided to adopt. Being home to a gorgeous pair of two-month-old twins, Tisha and Astha had been a surreal feeling. Now, seven years later, Mansi’s triplets raised the bar. The twins became obsessed with having a little brother. They ignited the desire in her. She wanted to experience the kicks, flaunt her bulge, to nurture a little human inside her. They began planning of another cute giggling addition to their crew.
Trying but having failed to conceive since the past ten months, Swati confided in Mansi. Hence, the current sweaty situation. Abhay was not in the scene yet. She wanted to get a consultation before announcing her views on the matter.
Let’s see if this clinic is as good as they advertise.
Dr Dibya saw the lady finally cross the threshold and slip in. He had spent much time in his career watching couples hesitate entering the clinic; sometimes even more than deciding to follow-up procedures to get pregnant. He had been watching the lady, probably in her early forties; contemplating her decision to enter. The past 15 minutes was pure agony on her side. He could see her exhausted look when she finally made it in; avoided the receptionist and immediately sat down at the waiting lounge.
Dr Dibya followed, hoping to study her. He noisily announced his arrival, clearing his throat to buy her attention. He took a pamphlet from the stack, settled down on the sofa facing her and read out loud.
We here at the institute aim to please. We cater to the needs of those who approach us for help. The staff orchestrates satisfied smiles and a bundle of happiness as the return for their efforts and investment. Do not just believe, read reviews and feedbacks of our customers.
Swati’s shoulder slouched down; exhaled with relief. The man sitting across her read the pamphlet out loud. Who does that? A smile formed across her lips. She could not gulp it down and let out a loud, hearty laugh. The gentleman glanced up at her and joined in. He looked refreshingly young, around his late twenties. The small mole on top of his nose perfectly accentuated his firm jawline. A semi-formal attire and a pair of glasses completed his look.
“You can never be too sure. Feedbacks are important. You need to read every bit of information these pamphlets have to provide. The extent people go to advertise amaze me. By the way, I am Dibya. And you are? Are you here for an appointment?”
Swati smiled, “Hello you! I am Swati. No appointments yet, but I intend to get a general idea. A friend referred me to this clinic. It will be my first time getting a consultation here. Isn’t it nerve-racking? I mean, the prospects and risks involved.”
“Of course it is! Let’s see, maybe I can help ease your doubts. All right, then. Did you notice that enormous poster out front?”
“Yes, it’s a lovely mother-child pair”, replied Swati.
“Mother-daughter to be exact. That is Louise Brown and her mother Lesley. So, go on ask me.”
Swati smiled, a bit amused, “Who is Louise?”
“She is the first-ever test-tube baby; world’s first human born out of conception by artificial means. The Miracle Baby. Today, every couple who owe their happiness to artificial reproduction are forever grateful that Louise was born. Her parents like many others were infertile, unable to have kids through natural ways. IVF paved the path to realizing their dream of having a complete family. And coincidentally, today the 25th of July’ 2020 marks the 42nd anniversary of this epic scientific breakthrough. Well, it will all boil down to individual cases. But, if you are here for a consultation, they will probably get fertility tests done on you and your partner. After a thorough examination, they get your follow-up procedures ready. Finally, if all goes well, you would become a proud mom soon. ”
“I am a mom to a pair of lovely twin daughters. My husband and I are planning for our third. Hence the consultation. So, this is nothing news for you? Have you been here before?”, She asked, wide-eyed and amazed.
Dr Dibya smiled, “Yes, I have been here before. I am the chief embryologist of this clinic and for you, the consultant. I had seen you fight your urge to go back, and I thought maybe, just once, I would be lucky to see a woman enter the gates with full conviction and faith in herself more so than in us doctors. We help you get closer to your goal, but it is all about your positive outlook and continued unflinching desire than can make it possible. Science has made advancements, but only a mother can breathe life into her child. Woh kehte hain, agar kisi cheez ko dil se chaaho toh, puri kayanat usey tumse milane ki koshish mein lag jaati hai.”
Exhilarated with fresh hopes on a new beginning, Swati asked, “So, Dr Dibya, when is my next appointment?”
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Why is the Social Media trend of young mothers of boys captioning their parenting video “Dear future Daughter-in-Law, you are welcome” deeply problematic and disturbing to me as a young mother of a girl?
I have recently come across a trend on social media started by young mothers of boys who share videos where they teach their sons to be sensitive and understanding and also make them actively participate in household chores.
However, the problematic part of this trend is that such reels or videos are almost always captioned, “To my future daughter-in-law, you are welcome.” I know your intentions are positive, but I would like to point out how you are failing the very purpose you wanted to accomplish by captioning the videos like this.
I know you are hurt—perhaps by a domestic household that lacks empathy, by a partner who either is emotionally unavailable, is a man-child adding to your burden of parenting instead of sharing it, or who is simply backed by overprotective and abusive in-laws who do not understand the tiring journey of a working woman left without any rest as doing the household chores timely is her responsibility only.
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