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How Muhammad came to be

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"You feel the pain strongly now because you do not know yet what is His Divine Plan." Dear Zahraa my love,  You are such a light in our lives. So full of sass and ready to go the moment you open your eyes. You're loyal and fiercely protective. You know what you want and you're not afraid to express it. But you are also sensitive and feel your emotions strongly. It's hard to imagine that not too long ago - the thought of you in our lives seemed impossible. Mama faced so many diagnoses at one go; blocked tubes, adenomyosis, sub-fertility. Fast forward to February 2022, Alhamdulillah Allah blessed you into our lives.  I want you to know that I was and am so content and so grateful for the honour to be your mother. I am humbled by the trust given to me and your father from Allah   سبحانه وتعالى  to be your chosen parents.  Zahraa, I never thought to ask for another child. But sometimes people would ask - is one enough? Am I planning for another? I thought to my...
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Who loves you the most?

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" The Most Loving God and the Most Gentle God had ordained this, so how could it ever be bad for you? " G od's Reminders It is said that nothing can compare to a mother's love for her own child. But no human love can be compared to the Love of Allah  سُبْحَانَهُ وَتَعَالَىٰ  for His creation. And this Truth should comfort you in the days you feel broken, alone and feel like giving up. No matter how challenging life gets, remember that nothing or no one can love you the way Allah  سُبْحَانَهُ وَتَعَالَىٰ    Loves His creation. His Love for you will always be infinitely more than that of a mother for her own child. For as long as I can remember,  Allah  سُبْحَانَهُ وَتَعَالَىٰ  has been teaching and guiding me throughout my life with many challenges, Alhamdulillah. The level of difficulties would increase spiritually and mentally as I grew older and keep challenging my conviction each time.  I would ask God why me? Why did I fall during my...
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A broken doctor, a broken womb

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" I laid in the hospital bed alone, waiting for the emergency operating theatre to call. They had admitted me to the labour ward. There were no available single rooms. I was flanked by couples with their newborn babies.  Behind the curtain, their cooing voices carried over as I curled crying in bed in a fetal position." I still recall the second time I miscarried. It was during my morning ward rounds. An impending signal - the sudden gush of fluid. I was at my third patient talking to my MO.  My face did not betray the bodily insult.  It was 9 am and there were 15 more patients to go. It would be at least another 2 hours before I would be done.  I think most women would go to the toilet to immediately check. I knew myself - if I stopped to check and confirmed the beginning of the inevitable, I would lose all focus.  But I was a doctor with patients waiting to be seen and junior doctors directly under my supervision.  How could I then make rational clinical ...
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