It was bound to happen at least once this Ramadan, though I was hoping it wouldn’t happen at all- HF and I did it this morning- we slept through suhoor and Fajr both. Not only did we miss Fajr prayer, we also missed the pre-dawn food and water that we’ve been heavily relying on for these 15 hour fasts in 40+ C heat. That’s 104 F for those of you who don’t think in Celcius. Yesterday that car told me it was 48. Then, I burned my fingers on the steering wheel. I believe the car.
SubhanAllah, what a blessing suhoor is. For this Ramadan, HF and I have been starting our day with suhoor- not just waking up, eating, and praying, but getting dressed and going to work. HF goes to his office, I open my laptop and clock in- I work from home- and then we stay up until the afternoon. I take a nap at around 1 pm, HF naps when he gets back from the office at around 3. Then we break our fast with dinner, pray, hang out a bit, pray again, and then go to bed.
When HF suggested this schedule before Ramadan, I was reluctant to try it. In fact, he’s been suggesting we wake up at Fajr, nap in the day, and go to bed after Isha for quite a while, but I resisted because I believed that it wouldn’t be enough sleep for me and I would be exhausted. In actuality, I’m loving the Fajr to Isha schedule. Yes, it puts a bit of a dent in my social life, but I don’t have much of one anyone anyway, and I don’t want much of one in Ramadan. I’m not big on social iftars. The variety of foods tricks me into overeating through curiosity, and then we don’t get home until 11, which makes waking up again at 3:45 quite a challenge. That’s exactly what happened yesterday. We had a lovely time, but we ate too much, stayed up too late, and messed up our schedules for the next day. Considering that Ramadan only comes once a year, I can’t say it was worth it. Even if there was caramel custard. :p
So today, I’m hungry. SubhanAllah, I’m not complaining. I’m reminding myself what a blessing food and drink are, and how kind of Allah it was to make suhoor part of the fast. I’m also reminding us all that there are people in Pakistan right now who are fasting without suhoor and breaking their fasts without food.
There are 35 minutes left until iftar, and the kitchen is exuding the fragrances of haleem and biryani- I do batch-cooking in Ramadan so that I don’t have to cook every day. My stomach is turning itself in knots, and my mouth has that gluey feeling. May Allah increase us all in patience, and help us gain control over our physical urges to put our spiritual selves first. May Allah feed those who are hungry, give drink to those who are thirsty, and increase us all in gratitude for His favors. Ameen. 🙂
So, who wants some pizza in their pocket? :p