Yesterday, my husband made some remark about my breasts as I was holding in my jiggly belly – nothing unusual. However, my daughter remarked and said, ‘I have breasts too mommy.’ No honey, you have chests, okay. ‘OK mommy, when I’m a woman I’ll have breasts like you!’ Yes, honey, insha’Allah when you’re a woman.
Wait a minute…when she’s a woman!!! I ran over to my daughter and gave her a big hug. My baby is going to be a woman someday, insha’Allah. Honey, you were just born! My sweetheart is two years old. Already she’s saying how she used to drink breast-milk when she was a baby, and she’s going to have breasts when she’s a woman!!! How the time flies. I mean, we have those days when the no’s and I don’t want to’s drive me up the wall. Those days when i toss her off of me because I just need some time without anyone touching me. Those days when I’m just waiting for my husband to come home so I can steal some time to myself. But those days when I think about her being a woman someday…I just smile and hold her close, as close as I can, because everyday with every breath I love her more than she could imagine. I only want god for her, and for all of my children, in this world and the next. I want them with me, but more than that I want them well and happy. I pray that when my daughter is a woman, she can experience motherhood. Only then will she know this permeating love , only then will she understand what is is to be a mother, to be woman.
