Remembering Ramadan at the Intersection

We’ve seen her regularly over the last couple of years, standing near the corner of a main intersection, waving a promotional sign for a store in the nearby plaza.  She’s a familiar face to us now and her hand gestures consistent...high, medium and low.  She stands in the brutal Canadian winter cold.   She stands in the sweltering heat of the summer.  And it seems every time we see her, I think about what a tough job she must have.  My kids have noticed too; my twelve year-old son has even declar … [Read more...]

Building A Foundation

Alhamdulillah I have been Muslim for ten years now. I grew up in a household without religion but with a strong sense of spirituality. We were God-conscious but without a religious home. My father became a Muslim when I was eleven years old. I became a Muslim eleven years after him.As Muslim parents, my husband and I are facing the challenge of establishing an Islamic tradition in our family. Alhamdulillah I see how blessed our son is to be brought up as a Muslim. In a way, insha’Allah, this w … [Read more...]

Give Me Back My Shoe

I am not a fuzzy-wuzzy mother.  Ask either of my daughters - I’m loving but downright tough most times.  I don’t put up with nonsense from my own girls, so far be it from me to tolerate ill-mannered children that don't belong to me, in private or public places.Having said that, I am of late rather bothered by numerous complaints from others, actually just other women, about being bothered by children in the masjid.  I have heard complaints about the disruption of khushu’ from children bouncin … [Read more...]

Ramadan Blues

The demanding aspects of our full time job as mothers can have a debilitating affect on our spirituality, especially if we have young children who need constant attention and nurturing. We are caught up in the wheel of chores and routines where we seldom find time for ourselves.Ramadan is when we feel it most. We reminiscence of the days when we had the freedom to worship as we please without being tied down to responsibilities. We develop a sense of regret and remorse and wish we did that … [Read more...]

A Mother’s Guilt

Every night around 11PM, as soon as my 1-year old son begins calling for me with his unique cry, I feel like a failure; a “mommy-fail,” if you will. He’s a happy, energetic, social and curious toddler by day, and a semi-monster by night. He goes down in his crib most nights without a struggle, but 3-4 hours later, he wants nothing to do with his crib and wants nobody but me. I have tried many a sleep training methods, read several sleep training books, consulted countless mothers, but to no avail … [Read more...]

Nursing vs. Pumping

Before I ever got pregnant, I always thought that nursing a precious baby was one of the most beautiful things ever. That particular peaceful connection between mother and baby was something I was eager to experience and hold onto for a long time.Then, my son came along. I was induced 3 weeks earlier than my due date (there are some studies that link those two things with my next point) and he didn’t latch on very well. When he did latch, even if it wasn’t the “correct” way, I would keep him … [Read more...]


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