Once again I apologise for taking soooo lonnggg to update I have been really busy lately with my revision that I haven't had time to update and also bearing in mind I have NO IDEA WHATSOEVER about being pregnant and giving birth but I will edit and add more details to this book completely when I have finished this book and gained more consciousness as I started this book a couple months before turning thirteen and now I am fourteen lol and still haven't progressed much.
Aaliya's POV
Raucous cries could be heard echoing through the room, as I opened my eyes and felt an empty space beside me. I turned around to find Amir standing by the window with Ariyah in his arms, moving her back and forth trying to calm her down.
I gradually and delicately got out of my bed and walked towards him, my heart warming up as I have finally given a child that has his blood, I mean don't get me wrong he treasures Amira like his own, but having a child of your own blood is an astounding feeling.
"How long has she been crying for?" I asked him whilst arranging my head on his shoulder, Ariyan was sleeping and I knew why she was crying.
"About 10 minutes and did you know the doctors said we can hold them as long as it isn't for too long and we don't expose them to anything dangerous," he said with enthusiasm clear in his voice as I shook my head, dumbfounded as I didn't know that.
"No, I didn't, I am so thrilled, but I think I know why she is crying," I said as I gently took Ariyah from his arms and placed her in my own and gently walked towards the bed as Amir stayed staring at the magnificent sunset.
After I was done feeding Ariyah she began playing as I put her back in the incubator and turned to a now crying Ariyan and fed him too and placed him back. They both continued to play, I slowly made my way to the bathroom and began to change my clothes.
I touched up my hair by brushing it and putting it into a high ponytail, washing my face and walked out to see Amira sitting on the bed kissing the twins on the cheek and talking to them. My heart inflated with pride and love.
"You do know the more you take them out of the incubator the longer they will need to be kept in there," I said to Amir who looked down as he pouted at me as I couldn't help but feel guilty like it was my fault.
I walked towards them and caressed Amira on her cheek and placed her gently on my lap as she rested her head on my chest smiling at me.
"Mummy, will the babies come home wiv ush today?" Amira asked as she gently caressed Ariyan's hand and laughed when he opened his eyes. I couldn't help but laugh as well as Ariyan's eyes moved to look at me but poor baby he can only see shadows nothing is really clear yet for them both.
"No, they can't, not yet they need to be here for a month and a half to get better," I said as I kissed her forehead and looked at Amir playing with our babies, as I smiled.
"So, that's why we need to put them back in, so they can get better and we can take them home," I said as I placed Amira on the sofa and gently picked up Ariyah and Amir picked up Ariyan as we placed them back in there incubators and carefully attached the drips back on to them, exactly how the nurses showed us yesterday.
My heart, felt weird seeing my babies lying helplessly depending on the machines to help them but Alhamdulillah they were happy and in good weight and healthy given the circumstances SubhanAllah. All I could do was pray to Allah that he keeps them healthy and makes them pious and righteous Muslims in sha Allah. Ameen.
"I'm sorry you can't hold your children for long without having to worry about their health," I said to Amir apologetically.
"Hey, stop condemning yourself, you gave me these kids that I can hold and love with all my heart and love all my life In sha Allah and SubhanAllah", he said as he walked over to me and hugged me leaving his arm over my shoulder as we watched the sun, rising high above the clouds.
I had a tender fuzzy feeling inside me like I couldn't believe what had just happened in the past day but I had realized that I can't pray or read Quran anymore for the next however many days as it is common after giving birth bleeding for the next however many days, so basically it is like having a long period and I love reciting the Quran and praying five times a day to feel that sense of comfort and peace within.
It is normal only if the bleeding starts within the 24 hours after you have given birth, so I have nothing to worry about Alhamdulillah. But if you don't start bleeding then that means the placenta is still inside and that leads to an infection which leads to six weeks of bleeding.
I looked at Amir and remembered the time we spent together after our Nikkah and when he came and read th dua and blew it upon me. I was so nervous it was hilarious.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked me as he turned his body towards mine as I looked into his gorgeous eyes and smiled at him.
"I was just remembering the time when you placed your hand on top of my head and read the dua and I was trembling so bad and now look at us and how much has happened before we got married and after us being married," I said as I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his nose before laughing at my childishness with him.
"I remember that you were so apprehensive and jittery and then out of nowhere you just began to start taking selfies, I was so weirded out by your personality switch but it was nice to see you carefree like that," he said as he smiled at me and kissed my forehead as I smiled back at him.
"Hey, am I not always lighthearted like that and my personality doesn't switch all the time," I said hitting his chest as he pouted at me.
We decided to go back to check up on the babies as Amira sat on the sofa kicking her legs and looking uninterested. I walked towards her, poor thing she is so smart and mature for her age she always is putting others before herself, so I decided it was time to get her something that she doesn't need to share with the twins or anyone. That is once we leave the hospital of course.
I picked up my phone to see messages from my aunt's and uncles from both sides of parents and my family that lived abroad. They were congratulating me on the twins as I was messaging them back thanking them and sending a couple of photos of the twins.
Today was the day where the people that didn't come yesterday were going to come today and take shifts at meeting their new and crazy family.
I started preparing my bag and remembered that in Islam you need to bury the placenta as it is part of your body unless the doctors need it for testing to find any cure for any illness that is rare. But in my case we are burying it so it lay in a container in a lab waiting to be collected however I told my mother to bury it for me so that will not be a problem for me.
"Amir, we need to get the twins Aqiqah done but we don't need the twins there so we can do it six days from now in sha Allah," I told Amir.
An Aqiqah is an event in Islam where it is best to do as it protects the child from any cause of evil as well as slaughtering two sheep or cows for a boy and one sheep or cow for a girl and given to charity as well as the family. It is advised to do it 7 days after a baby is born if not then any multiple of the seven times tables. The baby is also legally named as well and called by the names chosen by the parents, by everyone.
"Yeah, but I would have actually wanted the babies there to just make it known that it's their Aqiqah you know," he said as I nodded my head and walked to where he was sat on the sofa next to Amira who was playing on his phone.
"Yeah I know, but thank Allah they are healthy you know," I said as I sat next to him and encircled my arms around his torso as he encircled his arm around my shoulder placing a kiss on my forehead.
Lately, he has been kissing my forehead a lot I really hope he doesn't have some obsession with it, coz that would be a problem.
"Hey, Amir are you obsessed with my forehead you seem to carry on kissing it non stop lately?" I asked him with a serious look on my face looking at him.
"Yes, I am captivated with your forehead and I am going to eat it," he said with a dead serious look on his face and leant forward as I shrieked and tried to get away from this mad man but before I could get to the other side of the room he grasped my waist from behind and elevated me up in the air, causing me to shriek.
Just then there was a knock on the door as I ran into the bathroom. Catching my breath as Amir began to walk towards the door and opens it as I walked out the bathroom, only to be lured into a huge group hug from all of my friends and Amir's friend's siblings.
I giggled whilst pulling away, wiping my teardrops of delight that cascaded down my cheeks, like waterfalls.
I was so thrilled as people carried on pooling through the hospital room door, bouncing with excitement and happiness. Everyone trying to catch a glimpse of the babies. Congratulating me they all made their way towards the incubators as I grinned and sat on the couch in between Zaira and Lucy.
"So how's it like becoming a mother for the second time?" Natasha, who is Lucy's sister asked as she sat next to Lucy beaming radiantly at me with curiosity shining in her eyes.
"It's a marvellous feeling it is indescribable," I said to her watching her shoulders droop a little knowing I haven't really answered her question.
"Maybe you will find out what it feels like when you have your own child. It is like all of what you thought was a dream, coming alive as you finally have someone who loves you and depends on you more than you love and depend on them. Someone to protect and show the goods and the bads of this incredible, yet harsh world too, you get me?" I said trying my best to put it into words but I don't think I succeeded.
"Ohh yeah that's a nice feeling, I don't mind that and who said I was getting married anytime soon?" she replied changing the subject so smoothly the others didn't notice but clearly I did. Nothing can get past me.
"Ohh, I know who you are getting married to," Lucy said nudging Natasha as we all laughed and knew who she was on about as we began laughing at this.
I looked around as everyone was happily looking at one another, smiles donned across their faces, laughing at what the other has said. Alhamdulillah such a great environment to be enclosed by.
"You guys have not even spoken to me once, am I hated that much?" I asked my friend group as I faked anger and crossed my arms over my chest and sat down turning my head away from them, as they laughed at my behaviour as I stuck my tongue out at them.
Laughing along with the rest.
"I see your face almost every day, but I don't see the babies faces every day now do I?" Sofia replied being equally as sassy as I whacked her arm and began laughing with her.
"These babies are only here because of me, so show some appreciation to me or you can leave my beautiful babies alone," I said to them as they laughed at the annoyance in my tone.
"Aww, we know and we love you Aaliya babes, thank you for the honestly beautiful babies," Maryam said hugging me as I laughed and kissed her forehead as they kissed my cheeks.
"It's alright, I will be doing the same to each and every one of you here when your time comes," I said smiling at them knowing it was enough to make them shy away from teasing me.
The rest of the day remained with me laughing with family and friends and joking about life and love and relationships.
The hardest thing to do was to leave my children alone in the hospital and go home as I was fine and was discharged from the hospital. I prayed they were safe and felt peace and serenity knowing they were in Allah's hands.