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February 24, 2020

I didn’t always enjoy motherhood as much as I do this way, under the sun. As I plant my smile somewhere in between my children’s cartwheeling shadows on the sunlit grass today, I am brought back to six years ago when motherhood first greeted me like a rush of huge wave...

December 26, 2019

We are all each other’s lessons and teachers. While I’m busy telling you to not go so high and to be mindful of these edges, you are constantly showing me the best way to live my life - big smiles, soaring high and not caring what people think. 

I hope we’ll always gras...

August 21, 2019

Maybe the grocery list

isn't just

"butter

fruitcake

juice"

Maybe if we read between the lines,

just maybe, we might find

the tired handwriting singing out loud - 

"I want to bake you your favourite cake"

"or we could share this loaf from the bakery

and you can have the bigger sl...

August 16, 2019

In a world where everyone is fixated

on "being strong"

and "toughening up",

remember that there is nothing stronger

than your bravery 

to be soft.

August 11, 2019

I wrote this poem after going through a rough time following an accident last week, and then realizing how beautiful the healing process was, to hear and be reminded of Allah SWT even more.

May we always be reminded. Ameen.

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Maybe bad things happen

replacing the great

so...

August 2, 2019

When I first entered motherhood, my life revolved around my child. I would feed my child first before feeding myself, filled my social media pages with photos of her and every little thing she did, created hashtags under her name, and changed my playlist from ‘George H...

July 28, 2019

Often, when I think back about the things I’ve yelled at my preschooler for, none of them are things that are out of the ordinary. They’re very much ordinary kids’ things. They’re almost nothing, sometimes.

Often, the times I’ve yelled at my child are usually times when...

May 30, 2019

They say that too much of anything is not a good thing. Well maybe except for baby scent. But I will be honest - I find it impossible to find any extra energy within me to do or talk any further kid-related thing outside the 25 hours a day I spend with my kids at home,...

May 22, 2019

Maybe the pencil we hold 
while writing the story of our lives
has an eraser tip
not so much to get rid of
the parts we don’t like,
but to remind us that our days  
will always be made
of beautiful mistakes
and lessons so great.

Like the shade of red my daughter used 
i...

May 16, 2019

Sometimes, when you can't get around to the puzzles in your life, you might as well bite a piece and laugh it off with a loved one. Zikir on your fingers helps too.

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P/S - Fret not, no pieces of the puzzle were actually consumed throughout this session. Below are some...

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