I’m sorry I yelled at you today. Continue reading
Ramadan was a blessed month indeed. 30 days came and have gone and Eid celebrations were the most festive since I could remember. In attempt to find inspiration for Eid gifts, I walked through Michael’s only to find these perfectly colored plates, as if Michael’s purposely put them there just for me to find. I grabbed a few other items and went to work. Continue reading
It is entirely way too early to teach a two year old about Islam. Continue reading
It seems as if I’ve taken procrastination to a whole new level.
I got together with my
indecisive, lovely mother and brain-stormed a Ramadan inspired menu. Continue reading
My chest got tight. The air was muggy, and reeked of Flaming Hot
Cheetos. The car suddenly felt smaller, than it already was. The doors were closing in on me.
I began to scream. “I can’t do this. Stop. Stop this car.” My husband stops the car, makes his way into the back seat and smacks me across the face.
As far as my 2 year old is concerned, Summer has already begun. Since the days have become warmer and gradually longer, we’ve been out and about on this town. Continue reading
No seriously, I am in love with it.
My Pinterest life is perfect. Continue reading
My son had a sensitive stomach and cried for hours at a time.
With my cluster feeder, I gave up nursing her when she was … actually, I can’t quite put a number on it because it was a gradual weening off 8 month process.
It didn’t go as planned. Nursing that is, but what in parenthood ever does? It was hard, really, really hard. She was a “snacker”, as the breastfeeding professionals called it. Continue reading