Both of my girls are SO different in terms of looks and personality. The picture of Hafsah is right after she got her first haircut; her hair is so thick, dark, straight, and shiny. Madina, on the other hand, has never had a haircut so far, has very thin, slightly dry, lighter, and curly hair.
As for personality, Hafsah thrives on structure and rules, is a perfectionist at both at home and at school, and will ask for my permission before she does anything. However, Madina likes to follow her OWN rules, and goes by her OWN schedule, and she won’t ask for my permission before doing anything – she’ll just go ahead and do it! It will be interesting to see how she performs at school.
No matter what, I love both of my girls equally and with the same exact love. I embrace their differences and encourage them to be their unique selves. I love to see their personalities shine through their everyday actions and I’m excited to see them grow even further. © The Muslimah Mommy (2014)
Here’s a picture of how you can fold your child’s pants (or your own) and place them in the clothing bin: Continue reading
With back to school season starting here in Canada, I’m finding myself running around trying to get things done all the while trying to stay organized….and it’s proving to be quite the difficult task with three young kids around me. Nonetheless, I have managed to get some things checked off my ever growing list; one of those tasks being to organize my daughter’s closet.
Weaning your baby from breastfeeding can be difficult for some women. Here are 10 tips you should keep in mind when starting the weaning process: Continue reading
I have to admit, I was quite nervous about last Ramadan; I kept thinking, ‘how am I going to fast an entire day with three small children?’ The more I thought about it, the more I stressed myself out! But then, I decided to change things up that year. I made the decision to not attend any Iftar’s; which was a first because every year I either go to the Mosque, or to a family member’s house for Iftar. The deciding factor was the timing of Iftar – 10pm! Yes, at 10 pm I would rather have the kids in bed while I peacefully open my fast, instead of having my children cry at a family member’s house due to fatigue and being in an unfamiliar environment! Continue reading
As much as I want to say that my love for children started when I became a mother, it didn’t…
I remember being a young child and my mom asking me if I wanted to go to my aunt’s house. I would tell her ‘no’ because I had too much homework to do that day, or an exam to study for. However, as soon my mom would mention that there would be so-and-so’s baby there, I would grab my homework and study notes and tell her that I will do my homework and study at my aunt’s house. I would spend most of my time carrying and playing with the baby and the rest of the time doing my homework or studying!
© The Muslimah Mommy (2014)
(Edited on January 2015 for the ‘Love Is’ series)
Love is…seeing your children pray, not because they were forced to, but because they wanted to.
While my 6 year old daughter has always loved praying Salaah, my younger daughter (3years old) doesn’t seem very interested in Salaah. In fact, she will just put on her hijab, stand on the mat for 5 seconds, and then run around the room. It’s not much longer until she has taken her hijab off and is in the living room playing with her toys. Continue reading
To My Dear Son,
At this very moment, as I write this, I’am watching you play lovingly with your toys; in fact you are under the coffee table with your bunny, bowling ball, and blanky- and it’s melting my heart. At two years of age, here you are with no worry, just filled with purity, love, and innocence. You know my son, our time on this earth is unknown, for our time of death is only known by Allah SWT. I may be here today watching you with my eyes and my heart, but I might not be here tomorrow to observe the person you become. That’s why I’m writing this letter to you now, for my time on this Earth may not permit me to tell you the contents of this letter in person when you are ready to hear them. I hope you will read this letter one day, not only with your eyes, but with an open heart, similar to the way I’m watching you right now as you play right in front of me.
I want you to know that some people have asked me if I’m afraid that you will grow up to be ‘girly’ simply because you have two older sisters. It hurts me when I hear others saying this, and it even angers me at times. Of course, I’m not worried that you play with dolls, and the fact that you do makes me envision your role as a caring and loving father one day, in shaa Allah. When you carry a doll around the house and kiss it with great joy, it brings ME joy knowing that one day you might kiss your own child like this one day. Some might even ask why I let you play tea party with your sisters and my answer is because it makes me happy to see you having imaginary tea with your sisters, and perhaps this is a start of a tradition; my only hope is that you will visit your sisters and have tea together for the rest of your lives, in shaa Allah. And when you offer your imaginary tea to me with your dimpled hands, it gives me hope that one day you will offer your wife a cup of tea when she needs it – when she’s had a long day or when she just wants you to sit with her and listen. Continue reading
A few weeks ago, my 6 year old daughter Hafsah was fighting her bedtime. She claimed to be hungry, even though she had a hearty supper AND a bed time snack. “But, I’m not tired, why do I have to go to sleep?!” she asked over and over again. Continue reading
It has been a week of tea parties, jumpy castle fun, face painting, and cake baking…
…and tantrums. EPIC tantrums. LOTS of them.
Looking forward to next week! © The Muslimah Mommy (2014)