Restless (guest post)

I don’t know if it’s all the chocolate I ate today (it’s Easter Sunday), or it’s the myriad thoughts that run around ceaselessly in my brain. My mom is visiting. She’s a lovely woman, quiet, dignified, appeasing. She has a very peculiar way of showing her disapproval. Those of us who know her well always take it with a grain of salt, because we know … Continue reading Restless (guest post)

Eid Wreath

This year we made another Eid wreath, just because I’ve been thinking of making this for months, and was waiting for Ramadan to get going. The kids rolled up their sleeves and did their own version, which I think came out quite nice. So here you’ll find two different wreaths made simultaneously, with a slightly different emphasis. What you’ll need: a few empty egg cartons … Continue reading Eid Wreath

Why I Don’t Give Parenting Advice

Are you quick to try out every new parenting system, are you sick and tired of people telling you how to parent, are you just trying to get away from old parenting tropes, or are you trying to find your own zone? Continue reading Why I Don’t Give Parenting Advice

Greatness Should Keep On Giving

Yesterday, for the first time in about twenty years, I shopped at H&M. It had been accused of not caring for the environment or its workers, the complaints were loud, and unapologetic. H&M took notice, and it’s been cleaning up its act ever since Fashion Revolution began about six years ago, in response to the Rana Plaza disaster. I rarely buy new clothes for myself, … Continue reading Greatness Should Keep On Giving

My little buddy

My little buddy walks in the kitchen and gets me smiling even before I get my morning coffee! I throw him a compliment and he catches it on his swing out the door with a flare only a confident loving preschooler can muster. He points his index fingers at me like he’s about to shoot a compliment back at me, he winks and declares: “Goody-goood!”. … Continue reading My little buddy

Playing with my son

He is making noise with the kapla, I love the sound of wooden blocks, so I go and check what he’s building. I lie down next to his construction area (cuz what I really want to do is sleep, but this is too compelling to miss). What are you making? A door, you take these… so I start positioning them according to what I think … Continue reading Playing with my son

Breather

My chest feels constricted. I announced I’m not going to the beach. I need a break. You go, have fun, I need to be alone. I just finished folding the laundry and coaxing the kids to put it away IN the drawers, NEATLY. I just reorganized their drawers three days ago. I just washed all our laundry yesterday. This last hamper was sitting in the … Continue reading Breather

Growing up

I walk into your room and feel your absence I talk to your siblings and feel your absence We sit to eat and feel your absence Your absence is tugging at my heart like a kite on a windy day I follow you in every way I can, not to loose sight of you But you are always one step away Whilst I admire your … Continue reading Growing up

Craft Camp #2

As I mentioned here, I’ve come up with the idea to run short and sweet little craft camps at our local mosque to get the kids together doing something fun, with a hint of spiritual growth to it. We were able to get approval for the camp at three mosques, but we are only doing it at two, because we’re already in August, and we … Continue reading Craft Camp #2