I carried them in my womb for nine months.
I brought them into this world, tearing through seven layers of my body.
I sacrificed countless days and nights for their tiny existence.
I breastfed them from my body, dedicating every drop of my life to them.
I forgot my food and my peace for their care and protection.
On vaccination days, I cried with them.
I gave up my happiness and only found peace when they were well.
When they smiled for the first time, it felt like I had found the whole world.
When they were learning to walk with faltering steps, I felt fear as well as pride.
Their laughter is the light of my life, and a single tear from them pierces my heart.
Waking up at night, I kissed their foreheads.
I have felt their every pain in my heart.
And before every difficulty, I have prayed to Allah for them.
I have dedicated my desires, my dreams, and even my happiness to them.
Because for a mother, her children are her world.
So don't teach me what is better for them —
I know better than any human being
Because a mother's heart is an ocean
In which there is love, sacrifice, and countless prayers.
I am a mother…
And a mother can endure any pain for her children,
But cannot bear their suffering.
Ayesha ❤