Originally posted by: milkcakejamun
Here's something I am working on for Chikki ❤️ I think she'll be genuinely surprised when she reads the entire story 😆 because I added a few details to make it Chikki centered.
February 1, 2023
I don't know how to explain it. Everything is still the same. We still wake up every morning tangled in each other's arms. He still gives me a sleepy good morning kiss on the nose before nuzzling my neck and asking for five extra minutes of sleep. Which somehow turns into 30 extra minutes. I still kiss him before he goes off to the store, and by the afternoon, after I finish managing the online business, he and I eat together at the store. While our evenings are spent gossiping with the family and then talking with each other before falling asleep in each other's arms. Every day is the same. Yet, everything is different.
Now that I'm pregnant, it's almost as if we've fallen in love all over again. I see a different side of my Shiva each day. Before, it was all about me. All his sporadic little love confessions throughout the day were for me. All those little pranks he plays on me were his methods of grabbing my attention. Even with food, no matter how much he disliked spicy food, he gradually ate foods that were more and more spicy, one time even eating a whole chili, just so I wouldn't have to eat my favorite spicy dish alone. And now, I see a softer and excited Shiva. Someone who massages my temples whenever I have morning sickness. Someone presses his ear against my stomach, hoping to hear something (even though it's futile since I'm only 2 months in!). Someone who started watching cartoons just to gain an appreciation of how a child's mind works (I don't tell him that he's the biggest child I know). I thought I would be excited to see and hold my baby, but more than anything, I'm excited to see Shiva become a father.
When Shiva told me he wanted to be the 'bad' parent, I wanted to laugh immediately. But you know, I needed to maintain some decorum... Him... bad? Who was he even kidding? This is the same man who brought me pads and grinned with excitement when he found out that I was two days late. He's the one who rushed outside to buy a pregnancy test, and he's the one who picked me up and swirled me around even before I told him the result... and now he wants to be the 'bad' parent?
Cute things don't affect him? Lies, lies, all lies!! Who's the one who falls for my pouts? Who's the one who can't stop staring whenever I dress up? Who's the one who purposely changed clothes just to compliment me? No doubt, if we had a daughter, you would be wrapped around her finger. Forget stealing chocolates, you would be the one secretly feeding her unhealthily things!
Meri choti baccha, your father is many things. He's as angry as a volcano. He's as sweet as candy floss. He's as unpredictable as an earthquake. I can't guarantee how mean he will be in the future. But I can guarantee you that he will be the best father you can have in this entire world! I can't wait to see you... because that means I can fall in love with your father all over again.
It's a little disjointed because there are scenes in between the paragraphs in Raavi's journal entry. But this is the gist of the story 😆
This is sooooo beautiful Avi❤❤
You're a gifted writer 😍😍
And whenever you wish to start teaching how to write, we're a huge bunch of people waiting for that and count me in too💚💚