Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Sarah...

...when you grow up insha'allah and ask me where your 4th month post went, I'm going to say it's vanished to where your sleep has gone.

WHAT is going on with your sleep?! You're waking me up a crazy number of times every night and I know there's a 4 month sleep regression but no one I know seems to have it this bad. You better straighten your sleep because your 5th month post is hanging in the balance!

We'll be taking your first train ride today Allah. Have some pity on the other passengers and please, let me sleep.

Love,
Mommy

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Ammaarah's poems

Nanu & Baba

Nanu & Baba are lovely,
Nanu is a she, Baba is a he,
Nanu & Baba are lovely and old.
I love them.

* * *

Mummy & Abbu

Mummy & Abbu are lovely.
Abbu is a boy, Mummy is a girl
Mummy & Abbu are lovely and young.
I love them.
I miss them.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Dear Sarah,

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah! Hold on for a bit... Why're you growing up so fast?!
Masha'allah, in the past few days you learned how to/have been:
- give your toes a tour of your mouth
- stuffing two or three fingers in you mouth and then making choking noises
- becoming hyperactive just before bedtime and doing things like hanging on to my arm with both your arms and trying to lick it
- making your pigeon-like guttural noises more loudly and at a faster pace
- doing your first mini-pushup and within just a day of learning how to do that...
- rolling from your tummy to your back! Alhamdulillah, I've been watching you struggle to roll over and back... And I had never realized that this was a skill that takes so much effort and persistence to learn. I was waiting to see how you would figure it out and now I see how the mini pushup helped
- I think you recognize me now, I mean visibly. Yesterday, you started pumping your hands and legs and smiled at me when I walked into the room
- Your dad says you've also learned to take the pacifier out of your mouth and sit in a contemplative mood with your pacifier in your hand. I wonder what you think about...
- these days you can amuse yourself on your own for longer periods of time by simply sucking on your fingers, or rolling around by putting your legs in the air and then bringing them back down somewhere else
- shrieking and laughing with high pitched squeaks!

Love you Sarahbb,
Mommy

Monday, November 5, 2012

Chocolate understands

On Saturday, we set out for the mall, Ergo baby carrier in tow. I had used it once before at home and Sarah fell asleep while I was unpacking from our Bangalore roadtrip, so I was really excited to use it outside. Well, turns out when you have a slippery hijab, one extremely heavy diaper bag (should've lightened it) and a baby sitting in the Ergo while its straps couldn't be adjusted properly, it really gets you down. Then there was some discussion about if we would have lunch outside and I was overwhelmed just thinking about it. That was followed by my looking around at the other people in the mall -- they looked so carefree. We had walked into Lifestyle and it was terribly warm, I think they keep the airconditioning off to cut costs and I just wanted to get out. The one thing that I really wanted to buy that day, I couldn't find. I saw some people with this amazing stroller and was questioning my decision to buy the carrier and our horrible experience with the Just Born stroller after which we decided not to buy one at all for the time being. So all of this became one thick pudding in my sleep-deprived head and even though I'd started the day ecstatic that I was back in my old pair of jeans,  I started sulking so M finally asked what was wrong. I find it very difficult to articulate my feelings when I'm down and you can see that was a big list! So I just said one of the things that had annoyed me and then that I was finding 'things difficult'. To which M said, 'Look we've been outside for so long today' and I thought that was exactly my point, we had been outside for so long but I was already tired and we had accomplished nothing! (Except for a double scoop of Baskin31Robbins' Bavarian chocolate)

So if you've read this whole huge paragraph (wow!), his comment just made me even more disappointed and  I ended up ruining his mood too. When we got home I decided to go by the things I was reading about 'Wastaeenu bissabri was salaat' (Seek help with patience and prayer) and decided to talk to Allah ta'ala about how I was feeling. A few minutes later I found myself counting the blessings I had and feeling very silly (but happy) for making such a big deal out of nothing. We made up, that was that.

So yesterday I was browsing this baby sleep website (Sarah's been giving me some trouble lately, probably our fault for screwing up her old routine) and I saw this post of hers called 'It's one of those days...'



Have I ever mentioned that I keep a stash of candy (and chocolate!) on hand at all times when I have a new baby. Chocolate really does understand ;)

I was thinking about how difficult it is to explain my muddled up feelings when I'm in one of those moods, and I burst out laughing... chocolate does understand. Especially Dairy Milk Silk that M keeps getting so much of!

PS: I even have a fridge magnet that says: "There's nothing wrong with me a little chocolate can't fix" :D Well, soon we'll add patience and prayer to the mix too, insha'allah :)

A reminder

2:155 And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient,

2:156 Who, when disaster strikes them, say, "Indeed we belong to Allah , and indeed to Him we will return."

2:157 Those are the ones upon whom are blessings from their Lord and mercy. And it is those who are the [rightly] guided.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Shame

"Won't you have some shame? You build that which you do not live in, you hope for which you cannot achieve and you gather that which you will not eat. Indeed, those who came before you built strong buildings, they gathered up much and they had long hopes. So their buildings became graves, their wealth an illusion and their gatherings perished." -Abu Darda'