Put all your Trust in Allah

  “We have a diagnosis,” said the foetal heart sonographer at Great Ormond Street Hospital. When I heard these words, my hope that they had made a mistake in my last scan shattered. I was led to a counselling room by the nurse and I remember a box of tissues being placed close to me. When the foetal cardiologist arrived, he explained that my baby had a heart condition called coarctation of the aorta, a narrowing of the large blood vessel that branches off the heart and delivers oxygen-rich blood to the body. I was given three options: to terminate…