After not having slept for 2 days straight due to my trapped nerve; I awoke on the first day of Ramadan to find out I had missed suhoor. My alarm subhanallah was set to Tuesday. I am still tired, having cramping pains and my 7 year old daughter is whining and the kids have started fighting already. I’m already fed up and the familiar pain in my head is returning so soon. Start as you mean to go on eh?
It’s now late evening and my hand is cramping badly. I just discovered a horrid looking bruise on my arm that I don’t even know how I got and I’m exhausted and weepy. I knew today was going to be tough so I decided to get fresh air. Seeing as I missed my fast and then found out I couldn’t fast anyways, I decided to take the kids to the cinema as they finished school at 12. I thought to myself that this will really be the only treat they can have this summer so I may as well take them. Continue reading