I am now officially 30 weeks, 3 days pregnant. So far, what I can say is, being pregnant is a very humbling experience.
Somehow, having a small little life inside of me makes me think of how amazing it is, for a life somehow getting inside my body, developing from two tiny little cells into a complete, complex human being. It really makes me feel how powerful God is, and how small humans are. SubhanAllah. And to feel this little human being moving inside my womb, is just, wonderful. It sometimes hurts, I won't lie, but it does not matter, for it is my child. And it only makes me feel so humbled by God's power. SubhanAllah, SubhaAllah, SubhanAllah.
Other than that, being pregnant makes me feel how truly blessed I am wish such a great husband. True, that a husband can't possibly know how it is to be pregnant, but I would say, my husband is sharing half of my pain and joy of being pregnant. From the early days of my pregnancy, he has always been here with me, going to almost all of my doctor's appointments, accompanying me to blood tests and ultrasounds, feeling the babies movements, and coming with me to all my antenatal classes. And he is always there through all my pains too. He wakes up in the middle of the night every time I have leg cramps, gives me a massage whenever I feel sore, helps me putting on my socks and shoes as I can't bend that well anymore, walks slowly with me since I can't walk that fast anymore, supports me whenever I want to get up from sitting or lying. He also helps around the house, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, cleaning the house..or should I say, he does almost everything in the house. The only thing that I do is cooking and occasionally cleaning the toilet and folding the laundry. Otherwise, he will do it. And of course, he is very supportive emotionally too. He never complaints and has been very patience with me whenever I become a little too sensitive or emotional, or simply too lazy. He is a great husband, he truly is. And I am sure he will be a great father too, possibly better than me as a mother. I am forever grateful for him. Thank you Allah, for blessing me with such a great husband. I can never repay you for everything that You have given me. Especially for giving me such a loving, understanding, and supportive husband. Alhamdulillah. All praise to Allah.
Owh, and by now people have started to ask me whether I am scared about labor. And my answer is, no. Not because I am unaware of the pain of labor, but because I believe the pain is what makes it special. The pain is what makes being a mother is something. The pain is what makes me more grateful for the child. And I believe, that Allah will never makes us have to face something we cannot endure. Plus, women have been in labor since forever, and it's only natural. My mother has been through it, my late grandmother has been through it, and insyaAllah, I will go through it too. I just have to believe, and pray. InsyaAllah, everything is going to be alright.
p/s: will post more on pregnancy later, especially on the physical part of it.
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