However I still need diary time, penning my thoughts has always kept me sane. I always wrote, but never a diary like this one...another first amongst many.
I need to energize though, there is a ton of baking, mithia making and chocolate decorating to do, ahead of Eid!
I also don't know what funny chores MiL will come up with too since this is my first Eid married.
Which reminds me! I need to find something awesome to give Imraan for Eid then I need to think of a gift for him for our anniversary next month. Maybe Sumaya would come shopping with me after Jumuah...luckily i am off from today till the day after Eid because i worked during the holiday-care program.
When I asked Sumaya to join me she looked like she was going to say No, my heart sunk...then she said, "I would love to come, really but I can't leave these boys here, Mummy won't manage and I worry they will get hurt when the twins rough play, I'm so sorry."
Oh! "why do you want to leave them?we can take them, Il help you push Tariqs pram too."
"you don't mind them coming along?oh that's great, I'll be ready straight after Jumuah"
I'm still not feeling 100% but I'm alot better, I taught the flu was over but this morning at sehri I couldn't take the smell of all the fried eggs with leftover aloo ghose1. I had to run for the bathroom to gag.
Imraan has been looking very worried, I know he'll start troubling me to go to the doctor again!
I'm also starting to get suspicious about these symptoms...my period still hasn't arrived! Not that Imraan and I have had enough 'time' so to speak, recently...
Ramadaans so hectic and who wants to look freshly showered at the sehri tables...its a dead give away, I would be red faced through-out.
I also know how loud the plumbing sounds late at night, I cringe, embarrassed on behalf of whoever it is...
Ah, the downsides to joint family living!
My shopping trip with Sumaya went so well, I found such a nice gift for Imraan and Sumaya got a few last minute gift shopping done too. Imraan and I had already purchased Eid gifts for everybody else.
We made it back home just in time...luckily it wasn't either of our turns in the kitchen!
But when I got to the kitchen, I was met with sour faced MiL taking orders from Dadi. Shireen was nowhere to be seen.
I was pouring Imraan's milkshake when I heard him come in, my MiL was all over him as soon as she saw him...
"Oh, batchoo! Rooparoo rooparoo2 gift bags, for me?"
"you'll get yours on Eid day mummy, these are for my lovely wife",Imraan gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"Imraan!you fasting!" my MiL yelled, as if he drank a whole bowl of haleem.
"areh kayroon!one small butchor got you all bothered, you must learn to let your sons go, they married now!" Dadi said
"look who's talking!" my MiL muttered into the samoosa oil.
Dadi got up in a huff, "meri aankoo karaab hai, meri kaan perfect cher!3", she said and stalked out!
I could hear Imraan laughing all the way to our room.
"stop dreaming Fatima, these platters won't walk to the table you know!" MiL snapped.
At iftaar time, Imraan's big brother Muhammad made a rare comment
"these samoosas look unfried, so pale"
"don't eat them then!I had no help today too! Sumaya and Fatima went to naachwa4 in the mall", MiL shot back...
(shew things are getting heated today!)
"they deserved a break Ma, don't worry, tomorrow Sumaya will make them perfectly golden brown", Muhammad said
"be careful you don't turn into a triangle bru", Imraan teased his brother
"watch out you don't get all pink pink like sarbaat milkshake", Muhammad retorted.
Their banter almost drowned out MiLs remark, but the look on Sumaya's face told me she had heard that"golden brown like her" comment too.
"I think Shireens complexion is perfect, like burfee5", my MiL said
"jee ha.." Dadi chirped in...
Everybody looked surprised, was Dadi agreeing with MiL???
"shireen looks just like burfee...she looks like she ate 10 -10 kilos of burfee!" Dadi said
Everybody burst out laughing...thankfully shireen and Bilal were having iftaar with her family tonight!
When I went in our room after Magrib, Imraan gave me the smaller gift bag first, inside was a...pregnancy test!!!
"I was Google-Ing all your symptoms and every search led here" he explained.
I looked at the box quietly, it was a super sensitive test that could be taken at any time with 90% accuracy.
"what's in the other gift bag?" I asked.
Imraan handed me the bigger one, it contained a tray of Ferrero and a box of Lindor. I looked at him confused."what is this for Imi?"
"kinda depends on the result...might be a congratulations gift or sorry you really are sick, you need a doctor gift" he said
Only my husband...
Well nows as good a time as any I thought nervously and I did need to pee, yet again.
I took the test and washed up while I waited for it to prove. Imraan was sitting at the edge of the bed...
I looked down at the result and back at him...
"Imraan, ...", I began saying.
Glossary:
- mutton curry
- beautiful
- my eyes are bad, but my ears are perfect
- gallivanting
- rich indian sweetmeats
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