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What started as a regular Saturday in Ramadan, dressed up in our embroidered daraas, prepped new desserts handmade from the comfort of our kitchen to enjoy after futoor, ended with a mass of missiles that shook us to our core, and turned this holy month, or what’s left of it, into days full of fear,…
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Here’s a funny story. What began as an ordinary workday ended with an unexpected addition to our family—a premature arrival who was far too eager to enter the world, completely unprepared. That unpreparedness was mine. It was birth trauma in disguise, leaking both figuratively and quite literally. It’s amusing how every pregnant woman carries a…
