I think I may be having a delayed reaction to Ramadan because it seemed to come up and out of nowhere so quickly! The summer has been going by, full steam ahead, and then… wouldn’t you know it, Ramadan was here!
Saqib started fasting on Wednesday, so Tuesday night we headed to the local masjid to pray tarawih. We just moved into our own apartment (another reason I hardly noticed Ramadan was coming up–I’ve been busy setting up this place) and it is about 5 minutes away from the masjid. It was real nice not having to rush out the door to make it on time for prayer. The hall was jam packed with people. And with the 90 degree weather, it was almost unbearable in there. That’s why I haven’t been to tarawih since Wednesday night. Me and my 33 week baby just can’t take the heat. I figure it’s better to pray at home, anyway. I get some more time with the Q, and I can take my time with my salah.
So as someone who hasn’t been going to tarawih, I’m a little behind on my Ramadan-Mubarak-ing.
Oh! and I haven’t been fasting. I feel like that makes me twice removed from Ramadan (not nightly prayer, no daily fasting) I tried on Saturday, and it wasn’t so bad. Insha’Allah I plan on fasting on the weekends. Most people have told me to not to fast more than one day at a time. I figured the weekdays would be tough with school and work starting up, so Saturday was the best choice. I’d fast Sundays, too, but like I said, I don’t want to push myself and fast two days in a row. I’m not sure how much me and the little one can handle, and I’m not sure I want to find out!
Anyway, for those of you who are fasting and going to the masjid every night, I hope you reap the benefits of your ibadah, and that Allah accepts all that you do this month!