13/05/2026
Giving birth is not something you’re ever truly prepared for. No matter how much you plan, read, prepare or pray for a certain experience, sometimes things still unfold differently. And in the end, the only thing that truly matters is getting both mom and baby through it safely
Both of my birth plans didn’t go the way I imagined, but alas, Allah is the best of all planners
The fear, the chills, the nerves, the anxiety all at once. To lay there vulnerable and exposed while a whole medical team works around you. To surrender your body, your strength, your expectations. And yet somehow, in the middle of all that fear, women still find the strength to keep going. That’s the kind of power motherhood carries
This birth experience is just something else. To go through labour, feel every wave, every emotion, every ounce of exhaustion… and then to also be cut open to bring your baby safely into this world it is something I will carry with me forever. A kind of strength and pain that changes you deeply.
Childbirth made me realise just how powerful women truly are. Our bodies go through so much, yet we still rise, still nurture, still love endlessly. There is no sacrifice too great when it comes to our babies
Holding onto every doa, every prayer, every bit of support and reassurance just to make it through safely. And Alhamdulillah, through all the fear and uncertainty, Allah carried me through both journeys 🤍
Alhamdulillah for my births. Alhamdulillah for my babies.
And Alhamdulillah for my #1 for being there through every contraction, every tear, every fear. My constant, my calm, my safe place
Every day should be Mother’s Day. Mothers deserve to be celebrated for all the sacrifices we go through for our children the pain we endure, the fears we carry silently, the strength we somehow continue to find even when we feel like we have none left 🤍
Masha Allah tabarakallah
