I woke up at 3am with sharp pain in my abdomen. I could not sleep. DZ started crying and she wanted her dudu. I got up and feed her but when I tried to sleep, my pain got worse. I applied medicated oil and place the hot water bag on my stomach. The pain subsided after half an hour. Still I could not sleep. I was admiring my DZ sleeping and I was back to my past...when I was pregnant with zoha till the very day I was admitted to deliver my baby. It was nice thinking back on my delivery :) (alhamdulilah I had a fast one). One year have past and my darling is growing up. As I spend more time with her, the whole responsiblity falls on me. Will I do it well? As a daughter, I have at times been rude to my mom and she had been disappointed with me for those mistake I made. But I am glad that God has got me going on to the straight path and with God fearing I pass my each day . Likewise for my daughter, I want her to be a good daughter and a good muslimah. Well come to think of it, being a good muslimah covers almost every aspect of one life. When I miss a prayer, I think of my daughter. Will I want her to miss hers? No. If I am lazy, will my daughter be lazy too? No. So many actions of mine will reflect it on my daughter later in her life. I want the best for her and I am sure all moms want that for their baby. I came across these pictures in my office pc (from the first day she was born up till she was 6 months old then).
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