Sadness clouded and hurt ailed me, Muhammed had a look of sadness in his eyes but tried to hide it. His ever so re-assuring words comforted me as he recited verses from the qur’aan about patience and how allah knows best.
Dr Fatima enteres my maternity ward and whispered something into Muhammeds ears and left. I saw his fists, a habit he had when he was anxious.
I was desperate to know the news, but i knew Muhammed being Muhammed would never tell me unless he thought i was ready..
Only Allah knows how i fell asleep but i did. After 3 hours i awoke to find Muhammed in Sujood beside my bed. This site made me love him even more and was a reminder of how blessed i truely was. He completed, recited duaa in congregation and as we said our “AAMEENS”, the nurse entered with a stand and our baby in it, hooked up to a million pipes and a distressed looking Dr Fatima.
She explained to me that my “ Khalid “ had cerebral pAlsy.
My entire world crumbled and like a thorn piercing cotton wool, i felt the pain reach my hair ends.
Fighting back tears, i looked at Muhammed who was engaged in deep thought which was suggested by shut eye lids.
We left the hospital a painful 2 weeks later with this being that was our dream since day 1.
His disability never changed our love for him, not one bit, he was from our flesh afterall. Muhammeds compassion had increased tremendously so much so that when Khalid use to awake at night in distress for milk, Muhammed would awake as well, and keep me company, massage my feet and pamper me.
– YOUR SISTER IN ISLAM