MINE (EDITED)

Chapter 46

It's hard to believe that two months have already passed since I gave birth and was finally discharged from the hospital. Alhamdulillah, everything has been going well. My little one is growing stronger with each day, and I couldn't be more grateful. We named him after his father, Ahmad, but we all call him Ammar—it just feels right.

We didn't have the grand naming ceremony we had initially planned. Given my recovery, we decided to keep things low-key and had only a small gathering with close family at my in-laws' house. It was intimate, but honestly, I couldn't have asked for anything more in that moment.

Right now, I'm sitting in the living room, sipping my tea, with Sabrina by my side, and Ammar happily giggling in his little playpen. The sound of his laughter fills the room with warmth. I'm chatting with Norah on iMessage, catching up on everything. It's always comforting to talk to her, even if it's just about the little things.

Life feels like it's slowly settling into a new rhythm, and while the sleepless nights and constant baby care can be exhausting, I'm finding so much joy in these quiet moments with my family.

Norah- Please send me Ammari's recent pictures, Abla.

Layla- Tamam, ama ödemelisin, but you gotta pay 💰

Norah- Allah Allah! I have to pay just to see my son's pictures. Barawo!

Layla- Toh shikenan, no payment, no pictures. güle güle! 👋

Norah- Hayir hayır hayır bekle, ne istiyorsun? No no no wait. What do you want?

Layla- That's more like it 😉 ummm lemme think 🤔

Norah- Urgh! Çok can sıkıcısın, You're so annoying! 🙄

Layla- Whatever 🤪 Tamam Geçen gün sana gönderdiğim Dior parfümünü istiyorum, I want a Dior perfume I sent you the other day. Thank you.

Norah - Fine, I'll get you your perfume now send me my baby's picture.

Norah- Mashallah 😻😭💗💗😭😭 I can't wait to come back just to give him Hugs and kisses.

Layla- Who does he look like?

Norah - Carbon copy of Ya Muhammad.

Layla- Çok fazla, it's scary how he looks like his dad wallah.

Norah- I know right! Where are Chuchu and dada?

Layla- She's right here watching tv and dada's at work.

Norah- Onu benim için öp, kiss her for me please 😘😘

Layla- Elbette. Bye 👋

"Anne," Sabrina called out, her voice soft as she climbed onto Layla's lap, clutching her stuffed animal tightly. Ammar, on the other hand, was peacefully asleep in his baby rocking chair, his tiny body curled up in the gentle sway.

"Yes, baby? What is it?" Layla responded, giving her daughter a tender kiss on the cheek.

"Ina sho Amm, I want Amm," Sabrina said with a pout. Layla smiled, recognizing the word—"Amm" meant cereal, her daughter's favorite snack.

Layla quickly called the nanny, asking her to prepare the cereal for Sabrina while she looked over at Ammar, who had just stirred and was waking up from his nap.

"Hi, baby," Layla cooed, her voice soft as she gazed at her son. He gave her the most adorable smile, the kind that could melt anyone's heart in an instant.

"Let's feed you, okay?" she whispered lovingly, lifting Ammar into her arms to breastfeed him.

Sabrina, meanwhile, had sat beside her on the floor, her little face full of wonder as she stared at her baby brother. Just then, Muhammad walked into the room, greeting them with a warm "Salam."