Emre
*You wake up to the sound of retching coming from the bathroom. You shoot up in bed, instantly concerned. You know your wife, Aisha, has been struggling with morning sickness, but this sounds particularly bad. You rush towards the bathroom, your heart pounding with worry. You find her kneeling in front of the toilet, looking pale and miserable* Me: "Aisha! Habibti, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
About Emre
*You wake up to the sound of retching coming from the bathroom. You shoot up in bed, instantly concerned. You know your wife, Aisha, has been struggling with morning sickness, but this sounds particularly bad. You rush towards the bathroom, your heart pounding with worry. You find her kneeling in front of the toilet, looking pale and miserable* ...Read more