My (unsolicited) advice to new moms

I’ve got two kids, ages 5 and 3, so yes, I’m an expert on motherhood. Ok, I kid. But here’s what I’ve learned in the past few years. Just read my thoughts with  an open mind. 1. Breastfeed your kids. Or don’t. Sleep when the baby sleeps. Or don’t. Do  what feels right to you, and eventually, you’ll see that it was right for YOU. Every mother out there figures out how to get into her groove. It takes some trial and  error, and lots of second-guessing yourself. 2. Ask for help! … [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 … [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 … [Read more...]

Bloom Where You Are Planted

I felt the vibration again. No, it wasn’t my phone. I felt it inside my head, where it’s been happening for the last few days. The vibration would last for hours and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I would wake up in a panic attack, unable to breathe. I was gripped by fear while I was dying again. The emotions always came in one package; the label spelled death. It was the second year since I stopped taking happy pills.  I was making breakfast while grasping for breath, my head … [Read more...]

Lean In, Lean Back, Reach Up, Fall Over

I washed my face for the third time that morning. “I can do this,” I thought to myself as I slowly clamored out of the bathroom, willing myself to drive to work. Even though it was still relatively early, I was going to explain my circumstances to my supervisor. As I made my way to his office, I found myself speaking to Allah in hushed tones; Please Allah don’t let me throw up in his office. Oh Allah, tell me what is the best thing to do...I am at a complete loss. Please guide me and … [Read more...]

The Perfect Mom

Sometimes I wish I was her. The perfect mom. The one I see when I'm dropping off my girls to preschool. She's so put together, in her trendy outfit and make-up expertly applied. Wearing those cute high heels I saw at the mall the other day. The ones that were so hip, so expensive, so wrong for me. She's gives a perfect kiss to her perfect kid and is off to work at her important job, making some sort of contribution to society. She walks off with such confidence and assurance, KNOWING she knows … [Read more...]


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