As Ramadan was approaching, as I do every year, I thought about how I could plan a special Ramadan for my little ones. Each year I strive to make Ramadan spiritually better and festive than the last, and this year for them, I think I’ve come up with a way just for that. Continue reading
DIY Spring Wreath & the Story of a Momma who Tried!
My husband and I have very different interests: He sees Microcenter as a place of joy, and I see it as a 30 minute prison sentence.
But take me to Michael’s and I’m set. For a DIY wannabe such as myself, it’s a 30 min 3 hour playground of inspiration. Most of my great ideas come from me walking around Michael’s or binge watching trashy Bravo shows. Actually, nothing good ever comes from watching trashy TV. It usually ends up with me acting like a total brat and my husband threatening to discontinue Hulu. Continue reading
From Stay at Home Mom to Working Mom: The Reason I Haven’t Blogged in a While!
You may or may not have noticed but I haven’t blogged in a while. In fact, it has been over 8 months! It’s not that I didn’t want to, it’s that I have been trying super hard figuring out his new life as a working momma that I fell off the face of the blog earth, along the way.
Well, i’m back now and i’m going to tell you all about it.
I Am, Still, Muhammad!
While most of my Muslim friends and family were sleeping, praying, reading Quran or beginning their fasts in the midst of the 7th day of Ramadan, me and my dad’s eyes were glued to CNN International, morning time in Jerusalem.
Headlines blared, “Shooting in Orlando Nightclub” and “Worst Mass Shooting in America”. As we watched the news anchor report, the words “terrorism” seemed to sound more pronounced, spoken with a “we have an idea- but can’t suspect” tone, while we were waiting on the edge of our seats, selfishly praying it was not a foreign name.
A few minutes later, I carried on my day, caring for the kids and what not, when my dad storms out of the room, with a glare in his eyes and a flare in his nose. Continue reading
Vintage Inspired Bridal Party
Why hello there! Yes, it’s me! I know it’s been a while. I’ve been losing my mind busy lately. But i’m back baby! 🙂 I think! 
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A Charlie Brown Themed First Birthday Party!
Good grief, Fares is one!
When I began telling friends that I was planning Fares’ first birthday party, many of them hoped it was a Charlie Brown theme. Growls and extreme disappointment followed when I told them it wouldn’t be, but have no fear, ROAR! A dinosaur theme, it will be.
During Pinterest research, borderline psychotic binge pinning, I stumbled upon a Peanuts birthday party theme. One pin lead to another, and I found myself creating a new board, home of 74 pins. Results of successful research, if you ask me. 😉 Lo and behold, the theme was changed.
Fun fact! Friends and family call Fares, Charlie Brown, because they think he resembles him. I don’t really see it, but do you? Continue reading
My Favorite Juicy, Roasted Turkey Recipe
My first year being married, I hosted a Friendsgiving Potluck dinner. I invited perhaps a little over 10 people to my tiny humble home. The second year, there were at least 22 people. This year was my Fourth Annual Friendsgiving Potluck (it has a name now), in which over 30 people joined and words won’t even begin to explain how blessed I am. Continue reading
How Dare You (Racists) Define Me
واستعينوا بالصبر والصلاة
“And seek assistance through patience and prayer…” [al-Baqarah 2:45].
I don’t know that the fuss is about.
So, a few people are calling me [Muslims] terrorists and telling us to go back to our own country.
I’m a sand nigger.
I’m a rag head.
Worthless.
“Let’s kill them all!”, they say. Continue reading
Tantrums. In. Public.
Three words: Tantrums. In. Public. Continue reading
My Toddler’s First Encounter with Prejudice
It seems as if these days, Muslims are being brought up more and more in the news, not for only what is happening over seas but for the underlying racism that has been brought up in recent events. Since the tragic 9-11 attacks on US soil, there has been a fire burning deep within many American hearts. A fire, a hatred, for Muslims has been burning. This is not arguable. It’s a fact. Something I grew up learning first-hand, and now, unfortunately, so will my children. Continue reading
