Only A Sister

Who would bring meals through sunshine or rain,Who would bring meals through comfort or pain,When you’re down with something called morning sickness,You vomit so much you’re almost insane?Only a sister.You’re so heavy you can’t even walk,You can’t bend down to put on your sock,Doctor said you can’t leave the house,Just sit quiet as a little mouse,You know how hard that is, Doc?Who would cook for you in a state like this?Only a sister.Your new house is a total dis … [Read more...]

Child Safety

As I drove back home after the daily drop-off of my kids, I finally got a chance to listen to the news. After hearing the latest, however, I almost wished I hadn’t turned off my son’s favourite CD.In a span of 24 hours, there had been one attempted and one actual abduction of children in the Toronto area. First, a 9 year-old boy was kidnapped on his way to school, taken to a house and repeatedly assaulted for four to five hours. Within the same 24 hours, a young girl was grabbed by a man whi … [Read more...]

Think Healthy

As I rush to catch the elevator, trying to get to my office, I wonder, why am I so tired? The day has just begun, and here we go again, another bustling morning.And now, late as usual, my aching body struggles to start a new day. But why am I not renewed, refreshed with the birth of this new day? How can I as a pediatrician promote health to children and their families without being healthy myself? I come to think about the women I know, are they healthy? How are they taking care of their … [Read more...]

Mo’min

“Mama, you remember Mo’min don’t you?”  Zayd asks me with wide eyes one night before we pray ‘Isha.“Yeah,” I nod as I recall the image of the well-mannered, pleasant boy who was Zayd’s friend in elementary school.  He moved to another school after a couple of years and we only saw him and his family occasionally after that at local community events.“Well he goes to my high school now but Mama, he’s different now.  I mean really different.”I look at Zayd’s unusual facial expression.  I … [Read more...]

Waiting to be Five

We adults are well aware that we’re getting older and that we’re changing-in more ways than most of us would like to admit-but most of us don’t really think about the number of our age.  At least, we don’t talk about it. On the rare occasion that someone might ask about my age, I often have to consciously bring up the information. I remember once a friend asked me how old I was. I couldn’t remember! Am I 26 or 27? I was 27.Even though we all were children once, we adults forget-like so much e … [Read more...]

Disciplinary Technique: 1, 2, 3 Magic!

Every parent has their own techniques for discipline, but here is a humorous tale about the “magic” of counting to three that you may find useful.Black, black and more black!  Black seemed to be the only colour choice for Fatima’s three and a half year old daughter, Jameela. Day after day, the little girl vigorously scribbled until her colouring book was covered with a thick, waxy build up of black crayon.  Fatima sat with her little girl, and offered other colours.  She even tried to colour … [Read more...]


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