I am now blessed to be the mom of two-month-old fraternal twin boys, MashAllah. My life is both fixed and chaotic. It's a continuous cycle of feeding, changing diapers, bathing, trying to get little power naps before someone cries again, burping, cuddling, soothing, comforting, and then starting the whole production all over again, Alhamdulillah. When Baba comes home from work, he is kind enough to stay with the babies while Mama goes for her daily three-mile walk. I mean to get rid of this baby fat before the end of the summer, ensha Allah.

I went through the worst experience of my life to get the best thing that ever happened to me: my little boys. I ended up getting a c-section because by 38 weeks both boys weighed over 7 lbs. each and given the fact that Mama is a short lady, they could not move into the correct position to be born naturally. I had over 15 lbs. of baby in my belly, Mash Allah! I cried all the way to the hospital because I believe that every baby has the right and deserves to hang out in his or her Mama's belly until they are ready to be born... but in my case waiting longer would only become an emergency situation...more trauma for me and the babies. So we went ahead and scheduled the inevitable. That c-section experience convinced me that I have enough children. I never want to go through that again. I almost died from the excessive blood-loss, and the exorbitant amount of drugs they pumped into my system after my surgery and then the sleepless weeks of pain, and weakness that must be endured while caring for two newborns nearly killed me. I thank God for my two healthy baby boys and I'm grateful that I got two children from one pregnancy and one surgery. Khuloss. Alhamdulillah. All I want now is to get back my strength and stamina in order to enjoy being a mom, ensha Allah.