• Lil’ Premie

    I must have been nesting because I was determined to clean my entire house. I even had Hubby move the furniture so I could vacuum and mop every nook and cranny. I went upstairs to put Sulayman to bed when I suddenly thought that I had peed myself. I got changed, laid in bed with Sulayman to rock him and sing him some songs to sleep. When I got back up, my underwear was wet again. This time when I went to the washroom, I had a flashback to when my mucus plug or bloody show when my labour started with Sulayman. I still had 5 weeks of pregnancy left…

  • Veiled Accusations

    Recently I read a Facebook post by a feminist page supporting a trending tweet #burntheniqab because it’s ‘not in the Qur’an, it erases women’s identities, and is not empowering’. Westernized Muslims whose families have adopted a negative opinion of hijab or worry that a hijab will compromise the woman’s safety, often discourage female family members from covering. Also, women make up the majority of Muslim converts. If they chose to cover, it often creates a conflict between them and their families. In some cases their families cut ties with them. Similar to women being forced to cover or be shunned by their families, these women often have to choose between…

  • Jasper: A short lived friend

    One night while driving home, we were stopped at the ramp to the highway because of a small black and white kitten that kept trying to go onto the road. Fearing for his safety, we pulled over and I tried to call him into our car. He was clearly scared and started to go back into the long grass. Our maid picked him up and brought him into the car. Terrified, his meows filled our car. Eventually he decided to hide under my seat. We stopped at the store to pick up some cat food and set him up with a bed of blankets in our bathroom. The next day…

  • Labour of Love

    My mom rubbed my belly saying, “Grandma’s here, time to come out!” My mom was watching a movie while I was trying to cook dinner. Every time I had a contraction I would start speed walking around my house or sit on the toilet for relief. Eventually she said it was time to go to the hospital because my contractions had been regular for over an hour. I honestly thought that the hospital was going to end up sending me back home. I didn’t believe I was actually in labour. On the way and at the hospital, I tried calling Hubby several times. I got one of those automated messages…

  • Pakistan Zindabad!

    With Pakistan Independence Day just around the corner, August 14th, I decided to do a fun craft with the Moms and Tods group I facilitate every week. As parents, we love sentimental things that remind us of when our children were young. They are only small for a short time so it’s easy to forget just how small they actually were! I picked up some paint to make flag hand prints! We used green for the palm and thumb so that there was a big enough space to stick a little crescent and star made of paper. Then painted the four fingers and tip of the thumb white. I don’t…

  • Intelligent Design

    I grew up in a family that wasn’t really religious, more culturally Christian: celebrating the holidays without any of the spiritual stuff. There was this man from the church who had volunteered to take my mom and her siblings to church when they were children. When I was about 8 years old, this same man volunteered to drive my cousins and I to church on rare occasions when we wanted to go. I loved going to church for the singing and meeting people in the community; however, I didn’t go very often. In fact, the Sunday school used to bribe us with chocolate bars if we came 3 Sundays in a row. I…

  • Moving to Pakistan

    September 2016: my in-laws, who are from America, were in Canada and drove 2.5 hours to Kingston to tell Hubby that they wanted him to pursue his PhD. On rare occasions they had visited Toronto but had never actually come to visit us in our home. They encouraged Hubby to choose whichever school he wanted and offered to help with whatever we needed so long as it led to a PhD in his chosen field. I thought it was a great idea for him to go back to school despite having a toddler and a baby on the way. Hubby had wanted to get a PhD before I met him…