I Run for Boston

For  the last few years, I've run the local Deckers Creek Half Marathon in my hometown. It's been a good way to get in shape and enjoy the trails in early spring. This year I was not planning on training because of health issues.When the Boston marathon was bombed, it hit very close to home.  I know the euphoria you have when crossing a finish line. Runners often train for months to mentally and physically prepare for the long distances, dehydration, leg cramps and the many other obstacles t … [Read more...]

GrowMama Roundup: What’s in your trunk?

As we were cleaning out the car trunk last night we discovered that, if need be, we could potentially live out of our car for few days. There's a lot in there! We thought it would be interesting and funny to know what mom's store in their home away from home. So we asked our readers: What's in your car trunk? ----My minivan trunk  is like a mini department store. We have 2 bike helmets, 2 scooters, 2 basketballs, 2 soccer balls, tire chains, roadside safety kit, medical kit, large waterproof … [Read more...]

GrowBaba Spotlight: A Push, a Jiggle and the Earthquake

"Baba, I didn’t do anything!" Yeah right. Every teen’s famous last words.Though my 14-year-old’s occasional hormonal / behavioral fireworks often lead me to think he is the cause of all evil in our household, yesterday I learned that’s simply not true. As his father, I realize I  need to get off his case more often.Back up to yesterday evening. He and I are sitting at the computer desk checking the NBA schedule and chatting. He got his fill and pushed  against the desk to get himself out … [Read more...]

My Secret Identity

There are some moments when I feel like I’ve got this whole ‘motherhood’ thing down. I’m whipping up fabulous meals to ravenous children. Potty training is a snap. I'm disciplining like a rock star.  I’m rocking, I’m strolling. I'm the best mom, ever! I’m so awesome, it literally hurts. And stings. Huh? And I turn over in bed to realize that there is a three-year-old ninja kicking me in the face. Where is my husband? Correctly assuming that a king sized bed is not sufficient for the two of us an … [Read more...]

Kids Belong in the Masjid

The first time I visited Masjid Al Haram, or the Grand Mosque as it is also known, in Mecca, was two years back on a Hajj trip. I was 30 years old. There was an immediate connection and sense of belonging I felt. I left there wanting my kids to experience the same feelings and connection and made du’a to be able to bring them there soon. I wanted my children to be able to go at their young and impressionable age so that they would develop a deep love, longing, and attachment to the holy cities o … [Read more...]

The Courage to say “Help Me”

I clench my fists and grind my teeth, but I can tell already that I won’t be able to hold in the onslaught of anger. I’m tired, so tired of refereeing games and wrestling matches; the he took my, she hid my, he hit me, she ate my…. constant bludgeoning of my senses. Sometimes I can’t tell whether the wailing screech I hear is one of pained anguish, or hysterical laughter. The noise level beats me to my knees, and I beseech Allah for peace…. just as bedtime rolls around. I prepare to bask in the q … [Read more...]


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