First visit to the Midwife

I am beginning to connect with this new life inside of me. Its amazing how a strange sense of unconditional love appears from no where. Jannah will always be special because she was the first but this baby has come on his/her own special timing when things are turbulent. Its like the thought of the baby is the only peace of mind and reassurance that everything is going to be ok as it always has been. I hope all goes well for us by the mercy of Allah – almighty!

So I have to do all the blood work and regular painful procedures which I wish I could run away from. I think they are totally unessential because man has been reproducing from time memorial but nevertheless I want to do whatever is best for the baby and myself. So here I am gritting my teeth and fearing my next appointment with all my heart!

Baby number two - Insha Allah!

Jannah turns two next month and this was totally unexpected but what Allah wills is always for the best. Jannah might soon be a big sister. We are happy to have baby number two on the way. We are thankful to Allah for whatever he plans for us.

So if my calculations are correct I am only 4 weeks pregnant and I don't have any of the symptoms yet. I am glad Jannah will have some company. She is getting naughtier by the day and needs to get out of her babyhood!

She is 23 months today....

but the last weekend was a roller coaster ride for me. It was the first time I left jannah with friends and not family all by her self for a very long duration. Since we still haven't tried pre-school, Jannah is pretty much around her mum and dad all the time. I think that I was more afraid than her.

The first day - Friday - went ok when she was with my neighbour and dear friend for about 4 hours during which she had her down moments but was mostly ok. Then on Saturday we left her with the baby sitters because we had to be at the seminar. She was mostly ok but utterly bored and we took her out during the breaks she was not happy at all to go back in. She was just so bored!

Hard as it was for me I had to sneak out of the Masjid and back into my seminar which was about 2.5 to 3 minute walk from the Masjid where Jannah spent all 8 hours in. Then on Sunday when we took her back to the baby sitters she cried so much. I could hardly concentrate thinking of how hurt she must be. So I kept praying to Allah to help her cope.

To give her a change I thought we will keep her with another dear friend who offered to watch her for a little while. She was already a mum of three including a new born and I hated having to give her an additional burden but I thought that one hour or two hours in a different environment which was more like home will help Jannah.

Apparently she had been a good girl, not causing any trouble. When we picked her at 3:30pm, she seemed quite happy Masha Allah (and I was too, finally) but the sad part was that little did she know that she was to be in the masjid again with the baby sitters till 8pm at least.

Again, when we left her there, I sneaked out hoping and praying that she will be ok and Alhamdulillah the sitters told me that she was much better than she was, that morning. I was so relieved. She kissed the baby sitters good bye and we finally came home after a long day. The Seminar was life changing for us and it brought out a whole new perspective of how we are going to look at the Quran again! I am to blog about its details here Insha Allah

Thank you Lilly and Sadia - May Allah bless and reward you always!

I am also grateful to the organizers for arranging baby sitters for us to keep our children safe and give us the peace of mind! May Allah reward your efforts!

As for Jannah I think she is ready to go to preschool soon Insha Allah. I wish we had tried it earlier but Insha Allah I am now sure she will be just fine and do better than I did on my first day at school!

How soon they grow!

Oh to be a child!

Oh to be a child, so careless and carefree, to run like nobody would watch and to sing like nobody would hear, oh to be a child, so dear!