My Child Was Born Prematurely

My Child Was Born Prematurely

The child is an investment in the hereafter, then the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu ‘alaihi wasallam ordered us to multiple children. If we have many godly children, there are certainly many who will pray for us. But children also become a test for parents. How many parents are willing to sacrifice anything for their children, parents sacrifice their wealth, time, energy and everything so that their children are happy. Even there are parents who justify any means for the happiness of their children.

My first child was born prematurely through a cesarean section. This operation was performed after the condition of the baby in the womb has deteriorated. When my wife entered the hospital the baby’s heart rate was very fast, after a few days her heart rate weakened, even below normal. Then the cesarean section was a solution so that the baby was more easily monitored by her health than still in the womb. The womb age of my wife during a cesarean section was only seven months. The baby’s weight was 19 ounces. The baby was very small, so my wife and I were very worried about her condition. Because the baby’s weight was below normal, she was placed in an incubator. Initially the baby was not able to drink breast milk, after all, my wife’s breast milk was not smooth, so at first, the baby was given formula milk. Three days after birth, my wife was allowed to go home, but the baby was still being treated in an incubator. We were sad that we could not accompany the baby all the time. We could only visit our baby at certain times. We stayed at my aunt’s house because my aunt’s house was close to the hospital, so we could visit our baby at any time in the hospital. Our baby was treated in an incubator at the hospital for seven days. After seven days of treatment, our baby may be taken home provided that our baby was made an incubator at home. Then I asked my neighbor who was a carpenter to make a simple incubator, the important thing could be used to warm my baby.

After being treated for seven days in the hospital, our baby may be taken home. At first, we asked for help from the midwife to bathe our baby, after I felt my wife could do it herself, she bathed our baby. Every morning we were required to warm our babies in the sun. All my baby clothes were removed so that her whole body could be exposed to the sun. The doctor said so that our baby would not get jaundice. We were very lucky because our house was close to the midwife, so she could help us if needed.

Oh yes, when my baby was born my parents were performing the Hajj. We deliberately did not inform them not to disturb their concentration in carrying out the Hajj. We made a surprise for my parents. And when they came home from the Hajj, we welcomed them and told them that our baby was born. They were surprised and happy to see our baby. But there was also a little worry because our baby was very small.

Our advice to you who also have a premature baby, monitor the condition of your baby diligently, because premature babies sometimes have a condition that is lacking. For example our baby, it turns out there is a slight problem with her hearing. We only found out when our baby had grown up. So pay attention to your child’s condition well. Hopefully, our family is always healthy. Amen.

I Became A Father

I Became A Father

One of the purposes of marriage is to get offspring. How many people who are married really crave the presence of a child. There are those who after getting married the wife immediately gets pregnant, then the baby is born safely, there are also those who have been married for years but have not yet got offspring. Ironically there are those who are given the gift of children by the Almighty, but their children are thrown away, wasted or even killed. Even though children are our investment in the hereafter. In a hadith, the prophet Muhammad Sallallahu ‘alaihi wasallam said about deeds that would not break the reward even though we had died one of them was a godly child who prayed for us as his parents. Then it is truly a loss if we have children but the child is actually wasted or not educated to be a godly child.

I am one of the lucky ones because God has given me offspring, thank God. And really amazing, so fast God gave me a child. Before I married my wife was menstruating, right on the wedding day my wife was not menstruating. A month later it turned out that my wife was not menstruating. Then my wife took a pregnancy test, the result was that she was positively pregnant. Allah is the Greatest. So soon God gave me the trust of a child. Pregnancy was a very hard time for my wife. My wife and I undergo long-distance relationships because I worked in another city. I usually went home every two weeks. My wife lived a fairly hard life, pregnant and far away from me. We know the condition of pregnant women, especially in the early days of pregnancy, frequent vomiting, appetite and others. Even my wife’s condition lasted for months, until the time of birth. At that time the Hajj season arrived. My parents left for Hajj. My mother hoped to leave Hajj with the first group so that when my wife gave birth she could accompany her. Qodarullah, my wife gave birth faster than expected.

Wednesday afternoon I left for the city where I worked. Thursday afternoon I got news from my sister if my wife was hospitalized. So on Friday morning I went home and went straight to the hospital. I arrived at the hospital on Friday afternoon. I got a story from my wife that yesterday she was sick, high heat. Then he went to the midwife because the midwife was worried about the condition of the baby in the womb of my wife so the midwife suggested that my wife was taken to the hospital. After being hospitalized the opposite condition happened to my wife and baby in her womb. If my wife’s condition improves, in contrast to the baby in my wife’s stomach, the baby’s condition declined. Finally, the doctor advised my wife to have a cesarean operation to take the baby. Sunday morning was the day of the operation. I, my sisters and my aunt waited outside the operating room. A moment later a baby crying. We were still waiting outside worriedly. Sometime later the doctor came out of the operating room and told us if the baby was born. Allahu akbar, thank God. Wow, amazing. Then the doctor asked me to report to the registration section. Immediately I ran to the registration section, I was asked by officers, the baby boy or girl? I’m confused because I didn’t know my son or daughter. Apparently so happy and happy, I forgot to ask the doctor, my son or daughter. Various feelings were mixed in me, this was how it felt to be a father. Even though there was a little worry because my child was born at the age of the womb which was only 7 months old. Yes, only 7 months. My child was born prematurely, a baby girl weighing only 19 ounces, was very small compared to other babies in a special baby room.

Do you have experience with premature babies?

Get Married Without Love

Get Married Without Love

How can you get married without love?
Certainly can.
Our goal to get married is to obey Allah, maintain honor, follow the Sunnah of the Prophet, get the blessed offsprings.
Do you love your husband?
Of course, I love my husband … love based on love because of Allah insyaaAllah, and love because he loves me because Allah also … because he always tries to make me happy, accompany me, forgive me, obey my request, look after me and care for me when I’m sick, because he is the father of my children, he always makes me the best for him .. masyaa Allah … how much I love you, my husband. may Allah bless him.

When was the first time you fell in love with your husband?
The first time I fell in love with him was after our marriage. Maybe a little funny, at first I didn’t dare look at his face … even though he had become my husband. I still remember the beginning of our marriage, I did not memorize his face. I still did not dare to look at his face directly, I used to steal the sight of seeing him from a distance. I could only take 2 weeks off from school and had to go back to teach, so my husband had to go back to work outside the city. That time we used to date and get to know each other. Every two weeks he came home to see me. When he came home the first time, I was confused when I had to pick him up. I forgot his face … I finally opened the marriage certificate with a picture of him. So I was not wrong when I pick up my husband later.

One month of our marriage, I was late for menstruation. I tried a urine test, and it turns out that I was pregnant … confused, shocked, what should I do ?? How about this?? Just looked at my husband’s face I had not dared, let alone love him? Why was I pregnant? I still wanted to know him, fell in love with him, went out with him … I called him, I cried … I said that I was not ready to get pregnant … our marriage age was only for a while… I didn’t know you well … and he just answered: sorry … sorry … and sorry. Yeah, this was so funny … haha … just forget it. Isn’t the intention to marry to get offspring? Then why do I even cry when I know I’m pregnant ?? After I found out I was pregnant, I tried to vent myself to see his face. And when I first saw his face after returned from the mosque, somehow it felt strange, his face was like shining, his smile was really charming … my heart was beating fast … my face was hot, I was embarrassed … I immediately turned my face away … O Allah, whether was this name falling in love? He approached me, my heart beat faster. That was the first time I fell in love with my husband. Even now I still fall in love with him … I love You, my husband. May Allah keep our love, now and forever until to heaven. Amen

I Found Him

I Found Him

I ventured to send a message to him, asked what he wanted to do next. Wanted to continue the ta’aruf process or not. Unexpected the answer came, he wanted to continue the ta’aruf process. He asked my home address, wanted to visit home & introduce himself to my family. I was confused after receiving the message, what should I do? How if my parents reject it ?? Whereas my condition was really not good at that time. I asked my father to take me home, went to the doctor & got a rest at home. Anyway, I had to be healthy first, whatever happened, I had to be ready.

Finally, he came home with his friend. I couldn’t meet with him because my condition was still weak, I just heard from my room. Do you know what surprised me? My father accepted the proposal. Subhanallah walhamdulillaah wallohu Akbar .. Alhamdulillaah, all praise just for Allah … something amazing happened to me. When I have lost hope, only Allah was my last hope, and then Allah gave the answer …surprised, happy & emotion mixed up at that time. When it was immediately my pain turned into pleasure … it turned out that with this pain, Allah wanted to make it easy.

A week later he came home with his parents and brother-in-law. Came to do a formal marriage application and to determine the date of the wedding. they set the date 12 April 2009 as our wedding date. The process was so fast, maasyaaAllah, one month from the first we met. At that time I was 23 years old, and my husband was 29 years old. Believe it or not, we married without being based on love. we married because of Allah, insyaaAllah. And thank God we now have 3 children, 1 daughter, and 2 sons.
That’s the story from my wife. Her story about how she met and married me. Yes, we didn’t know each other before, and then we met and married. We were married without dating before. How it can? Because our religion forbids us for dating before marriage. Thank god that we can do that.

And then how about my own story? I will tell you later, insyaaAllah.

My love Is not an Ordinary Love

My love Is not an Ordinary Love

This is a story from my wife, tell about how she met me and married me. Please read it.
The first time I met him when I graduated from college. There was no feeling at that time, just feeling nervous. The man I knew from two sheets of paper containing his personal data through a child guardian who I taught at the time. a week after getting his data, we finally met. Don’t imagine we met sitting together, face to face and chatting casually … we sat in a different room, bounded by walls. only the door with curtains as our connection. We were accompanied by our friends. question by question said to each other. to got to know each other and eliminate doubts between us. until the time came we had to meet face to face, yes we met face to face for about 5 minutes. Don’t imagine we are eye contact … we are given time to take turns to see each other.

After that meeting, I didn’t know what would happen. I surrender everything to God. Hopefully, if he was the best mate for me, then given the ease until the marriage later. I thought nothing at that time because I was desperate. The despair of getting a godly husband. I had done this process several times, the ta’aruf process (the process of getting to know one another to continue to marriage in Islam). All of them failed because my parents didn’t want to accept the prospective husband I introduced. Some had come home to get to know my family, but my parents did not agree. therefore, for this ta’aruf process, I have been pessimistic. Never mind if indeed I was not permitted to marry. Despair continued to haunt me …even though the hope continued in my heart. Hoping to God that I would be given the best husband. I was afraid of not be approved by parents, hoped to get the best mate, feeling pessimistic about my condition at that time. I’m not a beautiful, rich, or smart girl. I’m just an ordinary girl, from a poor family. Who wanted to make me his wife ?? Yeah, there’s nothing I could count on.

I returned to where I was teaching, I lived there because I could not afford to rent a house. Went home with mixed feelings. I didn’t know, what would happen to my life. I surrender to Allah. I didn’t want to bother with the meeting, I gave up. Whatever happened, it must be the best for me. Day after day … I continued to pray and pray istiharoh … after returned from the meeting, I felt sick, vomited, dizzy, could not eat at all. Every time there was food or drink that entered, immediately vomited. Just standing up for prayer I was unable. until exactly one week after the meeting, I was curious about what the man would do. Because I was desperate, if I had died then at least I knew what the man would do.