For a child is the very essence of his mother and father, a faithful reflection of them both.

Her son ʿAbd Allah relates:

“I was present at the Battle of Uhud with the Messenger of Allah ﷺ. When the people scattered from around him, my mother and I drew close, shielding him (1). He looked at me and said, ‘The son of Umm ʿUmārah?’

‘I am,’ I replied.

He said, ‘Then throw…’

“So I hurled a stone at one of the idolaters standing in front of him. The man crashed to the ground, and I kept pelting him with stones until I had heaped a load upon him, while the Prophet ﷺ watched and smiled.

“Just then the Prophet glanced over and saw my mother’s wound on her shoulder, blood pouring from it. He said, ‘Your mother… your mother… bind up her wound. May Allah bless you, O household…’”