After almost a month of missing the morning prayer at the mosque, this morning I finally made it. My sleep has been disturbed ever since Maisarah came into this world. As a result, I found difficulty getting up in the morning to go to the mosque. Having to wake up every now and then to answer her cries at night and in the wee hours of the morning has taken its toll. However, this morning, I fought off the drowsiness. Although feeling heavy and lethargic, I managed to find my way to the mosque. It helps that last night I slept soundly for the first time. Maisarah is at her grandmother's house.
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