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Monday, February 27, 2012

Company of 8!

Last night I entertained my largest group of people since I have been married. My husband invited some of his friends over for supper. There was a family and some friends of his that are single, altogether there was 10 of us, including my husband and I. The family came first as the 3 others were still working and were going to come later.

I had cooked rice, bamia- Arabic soup that contains beef or lamb with okra and tomatoes, Arabic baked chicken, and a salad. I sat all the food on the table cloth that was placed on the floor- my husband and his friends still like to eat on the floor- and I went back in the kitchen to wash up the dishes and start the chai-tea. When I finished and went back to the living room to get something for me to eat, all the chicken, over half of the rice, and half of the bamia was gone! I thought to myself, what am I going to feed to the ones that are coming later? I ate real quick, took the food to the kitchen, and brought in the chai, date cookies that I had made that morning, and fruit. I finally got the chance to visit with our company! My little baby boy woke up and decided that he wanted to eat, so I took him to our bedroom, changed his diaper, and fed him. While I was feeding him the family decided to go home.

When baby was finished, I went back to the kitchen tidied it up again and started making beef seekh kebabs in place of all the chicken the family ate- by the way, there was 6 thighs and 6 drumsticks! 30 minutes later my husbands friends came. I brought the food in once again, started the chai and sat down with the company. When they were finished, I brought the chai and all the other sweets in.

It made me really happy to see all the food gone, but it made me beam when one of my husbands friends said, "Zahra you are a very good cook. Thank you." All in all, I really enjoyed last night, I love entertaining people and making others happy through their stomachs!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Ramblings of a New Mother

January 2nd, 2012 my first child was born. A boy. It would have been such a happy moment except a big factor- he was born 6 weeks early. I feel terribly cheated out of my first birth experience. I didn't get to hold him for a long before they took him away and rolled him down the hall to where the NICU was. It didn't really hit me at first, everything had happened so quickly. I had woken up at 6 in the morning with my water broken and no contractions. About 15 minutes later the contractions came and were very steady. My husband and I decided to go to the hospital. We got there at 7:15am and when the nurse checked me, I had already dilated to 8cms. One hour later my son was born. Of course, 2 days later I was discharged leaving my baby at the hospital. I would have to say that was one of the hardest things I had to do. I cried before I left the hospital, while my husband drove me home, and when I got home.

I decided that I would be sure to see the baby everyday. I kept to that promise, but sometimes spent almost 9 hours in the hospital. I was terribly jealous, I was the one who was suppose to care for my baby! Change his diapers, give him a bath and feed him! I pushed myself to far and on January 9th I was readmitted into the hospital for a uterine infection. I was kept there for 3 days, not able to see my baby since at the same time I had gotten strep throat.

January 19th we finally received the news we had been waiting for! We could bring our baby home! When he came home, we had to bring a heart monitor with us. I will have to say that this is a burden that I can not wait to get rid of. In my opinion he is doing fine now, he is past his original due date and the only time he has a heart drop is when he chokes on his milk- I am producing milk like a cow and when my milk drops it comes out  like a fountain.

He has been gaining weight like you wouldn't believe! He was born at 4lbs 10ozs and at his last doctors appointment he was almost 8lbs- that was 3 weeks ago!

Everyday I see him learn something new- a new sound that he can make, a longer span of time that he can hold up his head, and his attentiveness in everything. He is truly one of the biggest blessing I have been given in life, I could have never imagined that you could fall so hard in love with such a little thing. A being that you had never met until you gave birth to it. Motherhood is beyond all words. 

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