Going Private!

Ok, so after much thought and deliberation, I decided that I’m going to password protect my posts.

Mainly, because there were 2 reasons I started writing this blog in the first place…

#1, from time to time, when I go back, it makes me smile to read about all the parenting I’ve done.

and #2, I wanted my children to come back and read all that I went through as a parent. The happy days, the sad days and all the days in between. I was hoping that through this blog, they would see me more as a person, and not just the mother who raised them.

After having given this much thought, I decided that our lives were too precious to put out there in public. The memories which we make, the hardships that we endure and the enlightenment that makes us better parents, is something I want to keep sacred for us.

Over these past 3 years I have gotten to know many of you, and consider it an honor to be in the company of such fine women (yes I am only talking about women here!). The other mommies, who made parenting more fun and more real! Every time I read your post I would be sitting there with a smile, thinking… oh yeah… I know what you’re talking about! The intellects, who provided me with brain stimulation when I felt I would never be capable of intelligent conversation! The funny ones, who I visit, JUST because your blog makes my day! And the creative ones, who serve as an inspiration for me to be more colorful in my own life.

Thank you for being a part of our journey, and getting to know my girls.


June 4, 2008 at 8:52 pm 17 comments

Party Pooped Out

It was a fun fun day. Iman had the time of her life… being the center of it all, strutting around in her new dress and her fancy hair (yeah, she made me style her hair!). She was on cloud 9 all afternoon, being the good hostess that she is, and ofcourse, she and her friends played and played and played. Finally, at the cake cutting Iman got to boast her Barbie doll cake, which the other girls were all eyeing.

We came home with a huge pile of presents, and Iman went through them all, one after the other. If there was anything I could keep in my mind forever, it would be the look on her face every time she tore open a new package. I’ve never seen her so excited before. She was in absolute bliss, and Omair and I couldn’t stop smiling.

She went to bed a very content little girl, and before going to sleep, managed to tell me that this was the happiest day of her life. I couldn’t be happier myself.

May 16, 2008 at 12:09 am 5 comments

Getting ready to party hard!

The long awaited 4th birthday is (almost) here… I can’t remember how many times this year Iman has asked me “When is my birthday?”. Since she has no concept of time, I used to tell her that when the weather is warm and she’s wearing dresses and sandals… THEN it will be her birthday. But since mid April, she’s been in dresses and sandals, and asking almost every other day… “Is it my birthday yet? Is it nowwww??” And FINALLY… it’s here. Well, actually her birthday is on the 26th, but the party is tomorrow, and I’m pretty sure that’s what she’s excited about.

There will be 14 four year olds. God help everyone in that room. Maybe I should hand out asprin to the adults as they walk in.

May 14, 2008 at 3:25 pm 4 comments

Over these past few weeks…

We’ve been a little bogged down. A lot has happened and is still happening. And sometimes all this “happening” kind of throws things off. Here’s just a mess of thoughts from my head…

-Omair’s dad had a near fatal heart attack a week ago. It’s left the entire family shaken. Alhamdulillah he’s much better now, and on the mend, but it’s been rough on all of us.

-Omair went to Karachi so he could be with his family. Which meant that I was alone here – with the girls. Which also meant a pile of crazy work and double duty.

-I wasn’t sleeping well. Having Omair out of the house is really hard on me. I just can’t seem to go to sleep, and no matter how tired my body is… my mind stays restless.

-I’ve been substituting for a friend this past week, and it’s taught me one very important lesson… I am NOT ready to go back to work yet. Life has been chaotic and I’ve just been run down with the amount of work at hand.

-I’ve planned a birthday party for Iman, which means having to run around and do a lot of prep before the day. This whole weekend I spent looking for goody bag fillers and helping her shop for a new dress to wear for her big day…

-Which is a whole this on its own. If you know Iman, you know NEVER to take this kid shopping. She practically fell in love with every dress there was. And then she found shoes to match all of them! She literally walked around the store picking up one dress after the other… had some tucked under her arm… and still kept going! And when I asked her to choose one, she did her puppy dog eyes and said “But I thought it’s my birthday”.

-Ayzah is somewhere between teething and hating me for going to work. Whatever it is… she’s been really ratty, and I’m NOT liking it.

-A friend’s birthday is coming up, and amidst all this I decided to organize the party… which meant finding a venue, booking it, calling people to invite… etc.

-I decided to do something really special for this friend of mine… she’s turning 30, so I’m going to give her a box full of 30 things a girl can’t live without. And THAT took a lot of thinking and planning and running around. It’s still not done yet… and her birthday is 2 days away, and I’m at work both days. Damn.

So that’s been my life since Ayzah’s birthday. Things are a little nutty and a little out of hand, but I’m holding it together. Hopefully by next week it’ll be calm again.

May 10, 2008 at 9:30 pm 4 comments

Happy 1st Birthday Ayzah!


April 20, 2008 at 9:26 pm 4 comments

Celebrating a year full of Ayzah-ness!

She was the best kept secret on this blog. Her arrival into our home was new, yet familiar. She’s lit up our lives in a million different ways. Ayzah… we love you baby bunny! Congratulations on completing your first year!!

April 19, 2008 at 9:15 pm 6 comments

The Other Kind of Unwanted Child Advice

We all remember being newly weds and having eyebrows raised about when we’d get pregnant. It’s so common in our culture to be questioned about our choice to procreate. But this time I think I’ve seen it all! If it wasn’t enough that people used to question me about when I’d get pregnant, now I have people questioning why I’d want to get pregnant! Why can’t people just leave everyone be? If I don’t comment on why you don’t want kids… who are you to ask why I want so many? I could have 5 or 10 or more. It’s really no one’s business.

Me thinks people need to keep to themselves.

April 19, 2008 at 1:54 pm 5 comments

Choosing a College…

I swear it felt like we were choosing a college! The past few months have been full of school discussions. Back in January Iman’s teacher asked us to start selecting a school for September. Of course I was really bugged, since I had spent most of last year looking for a nursery! But I was duly informed that all the good schools in Dubai will have a wait list by now, so if I haven’t made a decision yet… it was time to get cracking!

So I was back at the start. Speaking to parents and then friends of parents… Going through websites and Parents Plus. Reading intro after intro… which all pretty much sounded like what I had been reading last year. Really, schools can’t be judged on their publicity stunts. So with Ayzah in tow, I went to visit a handful of schools which I liked, and fit into our budget.

When I had selected 5, we were asked to fill out forms and schedule an interview. AN INTERVIEW?!?!? What are they going to ask a 3 year old??? It’s surprising how simple school admissions are so overplayed. But since we want to be a part of the circus… we’ve got to dance to the tune. And dance we did… I prepped Omair for things to say and what not to bring up. I told him to cap his weird sense of humor. I put a lot of thought into what we’d wear and what the kids would wear (even Ayzah!). But the one thing I didn’t do… was psyche out Iman. I let her go there with an open mind, and asked her to tell me if she wanted that to be her new school.

The interview was a breeze. We’re the perfect applicants… who wouldn’t want Iman? LOL 😉

But really… Iman’s my little star. She spun circles around the teacher who was interviewing her. They had a lovely conversation, and the teacher came out in awe. I mean it.

I had scheduled Iman for just one interview at the one school that we really liked. I didn’t want to second chance it unless I had to. Alhamdulillah, she got in.

April 17, 2008 at 9:45 pm 7 comments

There’s always room for chocolate!

Iman’s got such a small appetite that usually I have to coax her into taking a couple of last bites to finish off a meal. And she’ll pull whatever stunts she can in order to escape. Halfway through dinner today, she claims… “I’m absolutely full!” so I insisted that she take another two bites. And she insisted… “There’s no more room left in my tummy!!”. So I let it go and helped her clear up. As she was leaving the kitchen, she made a stop at the fridge and took out a small piece of chocolate. I caught her, and asked her how come she was having chocolate when she said there was no more room in her tummy!?!?

So of course… Iman being Iman, says… “There’s always a special place in everyones tummy for chocolate.”

April 17, 2008 at 12:04 am 1 comment

Craving Time

During our recent Karachi trip, Omair and I got to attend a friend’s wedding while the kids were at home -asleep. It’s such a novelty in our lives to have the opportunity to be on our own.

In the daily grind of parenting, where everything in our house is hands on, it feels so strange to have an evening away without the kids. But I guess independence is kind of like riding a bike, you can never forget it. So when we did get the chance to be alone, Omair and I loved it!

Driving home after the last wedding function, I asked Omair – do you miss “us”? Just being on our own? And he laughed (because Omair knows how much I miss it). He’s never really felt the need to “get away”. Maybe dad’s don’t relate to this because they do get a chance to be on their own without kids for most of the day, which means, that at 6 in the afternoon, they’re happy to be with the kids, while mom (who has had her hands full all day) desperately wishes that bed time would come sooner.

People used to be good at this parenting thing -Some people still are. But as my kids start getting older and needing me to be more and more “hands on” I keep craving “alone time”. I’m not going to feel guilty for writing this, I’m not perfect. Parenting is hard, and it was so nice to be out without the kids, that I wish we had some sort of way to keep taking these breaks and refreshing ourselves from time to time.

On the other hand, my only consolation is that in a matter of time, I will get all this “me time” and “couple time” back – I just have to be patient.

April 15, 2008 at 3:52 pm 7 comments

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