Ananya's POV
The moment the nurse placed the baby directly on my chest and my ears filled with his crying my heart fluttered and all my pain flew into the air.
Now I know how a mother carries a baby for 9 months and endures all the pain to bring it into the world. The happiness of this moment cannot match anything and the happiness of carrying your baby in arms is worth all the pain.
I know today I have bothered him a lot. I even scratched his skin but I was not in my control. The pain was unbearable. It felt like every bone of my body is breaking. But I forgot about the pain by looking at this little life lying in my arms.
I know this baby does not belong to me genetically but I cannot ignore the emotional connection that I have developed with him during these nine months. If not genes, then he has my blood. He was coated in my blood when he took birth. But no matter what I have to accept the fact
