Dear friends,
Happy Mother's Day! Today is the first time in the history of my life that I celebrate what mothers around the world have celebrated years ago..and that is a mother's day...actually, in reality, everyday is a mother's day..there shouldn't be only one day to appreciate and honour a mother in a year.... a mother should be loved, cared and respected everyday in our life...and that I learned as the days go by...not before i became a mother itself, but years before....anyway, my darling hubby gave me a wondeful gift...love it abang! love you...and my darling baby boy gave me a card too! how cute can that be! Of course it is actually from my hubby but i know, if Ridhwan could talk and write, I'd get a wonderful wish from him....actually, I probably don realise it but I get the wish of happiness and love from him everyday ever since he was born...my heart beat next to him when I hold him, my warmth in times when he is cold and confuse with the new world he's in, my soothing voice telling him its okay.....he's probably appreciating and loving me every bit of his days as it is....
With that in mind, I couldn't help crying endlessly just now as i read from a fotopage that a dear baby girl has passed away...a dear girl which I have only seen in a fotopage...a dear baby girl who's smile I have only seen in a fotopage....a dear baby girl who's pain and agony I have only seen in a fotopage.....I have only seen...
Seeing that, I could not help feeling helpless and emotional as every time I read her mother's comments in the fotopages...the hurdle she has to go through, her cries...her pain....ya Allah...Allah sahaja yang tahu what Pn. Zaimah has felt all this while..and with that, I can't help mourning again and crying again...as I know, I do not know how she might be feeling right now...but I know, no new mother could ever bear the pain of seeing their newborn baby being in the ICU...seeing needles and wires connected to her baby...no...no new mother have been trained or has experienced that pain that a woman will feel when her baby is in pain and unwell...
But Allah works in many ways..and everything that happens is with hikmah..and that makes me realise again...how wonderful my baby boy is and that I am so thankful to Allah for giving me the best gift a mother, a woman, a muslimah could ever want..and that is a zuriat, a child...a baby...a baby of my own....amanat from Allah.....and with that, it made me realise again that I am still not doing enough...i need to do more for Ridhwan...sacrifices need to be done, selfishness need to put aside...there is no more me in a mother's language..there's only us...the family and I......and for that I love you my son...I love you sooo much Muhammad Ridhwan Bin Nor Azizan....
To Zaimah...may Allah give you strength to go through each day with lots of sabar and tabah....Allah sahaja tahu bagaimana Zaimah is feeling right now....All we can do, as friends, or actually strangers....no...not strangers...as one muslim sister to another...our prayers are with you....my prayers are with you....as one of the surah mentioned in the Quran...."Allah tidak membebani seseorang melainkan sesuai dengan kesanggupannya....." ...wallahualam.....
Zaimah...i dedicate this song to you..Terlalu Istimewa...and i dedicate this ayat/surah to myself...to appreciate that I am still breathing right now in this world...and that I have a wonderful husband and son...may Allah always be with me and to all the wonderful courageous, strong and loving mother out there....
Baby Alesha...semoga Allah mencucuri rahmatNya ket atas mu..permergianmu dirasai semua..tetapi kegigihan dan kecekalan mu berjuang akan diingati buat selama-lamanya...Al-Fatihah...
http://viruspadu.fotopages.com/
Happy Mother's Day! Today is the first time in the history of my life that I celebrate what mothers around the world have celebrated years ago..and that is a mother's day...actually, in reality, everyday is a mother's day..there shouldn't be only one day to appreciate and honour a mother in a year.... a mother should be loved, cared and respected everyday in our life...and that I learned as the days go by...not before i became a mother itself, but years before....anyway, my darling hubby gave me a wondeful gift...love it abang! love you...and my darling baby boy gave me a card too! how cute can that be! Of course it is actually from my hubby but i know, if Ridhwan could talk and write, I'd get a wonderful wish from him....actually, I probably don realise it but I get the wish of happiness and love from him everyday ever since he was born...my heart beat next to him when I hold him, my warmth in times when he is cold and confuse with the new world he's in, my soothing voice telling him its okay.....he's probably appreciating and loving me every bit of his days as it is....
With that in mind, I couldn't help crying endlessly just now as i read from a fotopage that a dear baby girl has passed away...a dear girl which I have only seen in a fotopage...a dear baby girl who's smile I have only seen in a fotopage....a dear baby girl who's pain and agony I have only seen in a fotopage.....I have only seen...
Seeing that, I could not help feeling helpless and emotional as every time I read her mother's comments in the fotopages...the hurdle she has to go through, her cries...her pain....ya Allah...Allah sahaja yang tahu what Pn. Zaimah has felt all this while..and with that, I can't help mourning again and crying again...as I know, I do not know how she might be feeling right now...but I know, no new mother could ever bear the pain of seeing their newborn baby being in the ICU...seeing needles and wires connected to her baby...no...no new mother have been trained or has experienced that pain that a woman will feel when her baby is in pain and unwell...
But Allah works in many ways..and everything that happens is with hikmah..and that makes me realise again...how wonderful my baby boy is and that I am so thankful to Allah for giving me the best gift a mother, a woman, a muslimah could ever want..and that is a zuriat, a child...a baby...a baby of my own....amanat from Allah.....and with that, it made me realise again that I am still not doing enough...i need to do more for Ridhwan...sacrifices need to be done, selfishness need to put aside...there is no more me in a mother's language..there's only us...the family and I......and for that I love you my son...I love you sooo much Muhammad Ridhwan Bin Nor Azizan....
To Zaimah...may Allah give you strength to go through each day with lots of sabar and tabah....Allah sahaja tahu bagaimana Zaimah is feeling right now....All we can do, as friends, or actually strangers....no...not strangers...as one muslim sister to another...our prayers are with you....my prayers are with you....as one of the surah mentioned in the Quran...."Allah tidak membebani seseorang melainkan sesuai dengan kesanggupannya....." ...wallahualam.....
Zaimah...i dedicate this song to you..Terlalu Istimewa...and i dedicate this ayat/surah to myself...to appreciate that I am still breathing right now in this world...and that I have a wonderful husband and son...may Allah always be with me and to all the wonderful courageous, strong and loving mother out there....
Baby Alesha...semoga Allah mencucuri rahmatNya ket atas mu..permergianmu dirasai semua..tetapi kegigihan dan kecekalan mu berjuang akan diingati buat selama-lamanya...Al-Fatihah...
http://viruspadu.fotopages.com/
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