“The whole concept of pregancy truly amazes me, even though ive never had the experience of it, just thinking about it is like, wow subhanallah, how you can another living being being created inside of you.
Despite all the pain that a woman goes through in the whole process of pregnancy, its also a blessing in the sense that its a gift given to a woman to be able to carry her own child,
something that a man will never get to experience.
Are you having any major cravings?”
Above is a comment from my previous post that I wanted to respond to with a new topic.
It is so true, I remember my first pregnancy. When I got to the point that I could actually FEEL her presents I thought it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. It’s like yeah, I know what pregnancy is, I know you carry a child inside of you and all of that. But my goodness experiencing it is something you never dreamed of. Something so much further from any form of imagination. Something Allah has given us, it starts the unmistakable, undiscribable connection betwen mother and child. It’s like….. a miracle.
For me now, I can’t feel my child’s presents yet, I am too early in my pregnancy all I currently feel is aces and pains, but I know that will change faster than I can imagine. As soon as she/he comes out… She will already be growing faster than I can imagine. I remember the night with Zahra in the hospital, when I first met her… she was so beautiful and looked like an Asian baby. My mother said to me ” Baby, I don’t care what nationality your daughter is, I still love her!” Isn’t that crazy my mother is so silly sometimes.
Anyways, my husband was not allowed to stay the night with Zahra and I because the hospital was so crowded with new babies and mothers that I had to share a room with another newborn and her mom. So I was 19, first time with a newborn and before that moment of birth I had never even held a newborn in my arms before. Tavis left the hospital room at about 11 PM or so, and Zahra was in my arms as I lay in the bed. I couldn’t move… but that’s another story. Anyway, I remember the first time I had to use the bathroom. It was so funny because I didn’t know what to do, no one else was there to watch Zahra you know. So what I did was prayed to Allah to protect her and watch over her and I took like an hour and a half to even get out of the bed and put her into the little newborn hospital basinet and went to the bathroom. I came back and she was in one piece. After that, I realized that I am truly not in this alone cause if I was…. I wouldn’t know what to do. Allah is enough for me.
Well, that night, Zahra popped so much that it got on to her onesy. I was like… MAN. But I changed her diaper and cleaned her up and then I attempted to put on the little hospital shirt…. They are so hard to put on I was not very good at it and she didn’t even cry. I was like awwww she is such a good baby. I had her flipped on her side and her and there and she was just looking at me like,,, I trust you mommy. It was too cute.
Now the girl is running around the house singing and dancing and playing. Acting too grown and too cute…. Where does the time go? I can’t imagine having my new baby and her not being able to do anything… anything at all. It will such a funny thing to do again. Allah is the Most Gracious Most Merciful!
Cravings, well not really, I did have a craving for my husbands Curry Tuna. And he has a post about that on his own blog LOL. But I just really want a whole lot of FOOD!!! No matter what it is really LOL. It will come though I’m sure of it… Insha’Allah
