I find myself in darkness. Unable to move. Tears stream my face. Light, I need Light. I think of Younus in the belly of the whale. عليه السلام In the depth of the ocean. In the darkness of night. He cried out, ‘There is no God but You, Glory be to You. Indeed, I have
Author: Shahira
Your baby spikes up a fever of 39°C at 1 AM in the night. What do you do? Voila! Pediatric emergencies to the rescue. Qatar is well endowed with Pediatric Emergency Centres in almost all the corners. The main Pediatric Emergency is located at Al-Sadd. Quite busy but well equipped. Easily accessible for people in
Qatar is the place where… I spent my childhood. My brother was born. I did my schooling. I made forever friends. I had opportunities to fine tune my public speaking skills. I got my first works published in a newspaper as a child(Peninsula/Gulf times). I spent every vacation during college days. I struggled through my
I have been cloth diapering my baby for 4 (out of 6) months now and must I say, I am a cloth-diaper-addict mom now 🙂 My go to diapers for both day time and night time is Popolini One Size Fitted diapers. Here is a review of this great product. It is a fitted diaper
01/08/2015 16:55 I heard your first cry. ‘Everything is fine! ‘ Traumatic ordeal – forgotten. Alhamdulilah Months of waiting and praying In my hands finally. So tiny. So precious. Alhamdulilah Your birth taught me the strength of my body, the resilience of my mind, the power of prayers. Alhamdulilah Two strangers united in love and
(I started this series ‘Letters to my unborn child’ during the April A to Z Challenge which sadly I never completed due to all the stress and workload I was under back then. Here I am trying it out again since this is something I really want to document. Hope I am successful this time
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘ Letters to my unborn child ‘. Dear baby, Did you know a pencil cannot be formed on its own? Neither a computer nor a leaf! So there has to be some one who made it, right? What
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘ Letters to my unborn child ‘. Dear baby, Of late, I dream of your features. Your smile. Your face. Your eyes. Who will you resemble? Me, your dad, your (late) paternal grandpa? What will the shade of
This post is part of the A to Z April Challenge. My theme for the month is ‘Letters to my unborn child’. Dear baby, The first word I, your dad and grandma uttered when we came to know of your existence inside me is “Alhamdulilah” All Praise be to God. Merely that knowledge of your
As like last year, in the whim of a blogging frenzy I signed up for the A to Z Challenge. Last year’s theme was A to Z of Arabic words in English. It suited my tagline and the exact reason of why I started this blog – my love for words. Much has changed in
Excitement and anxiousness creeping in, I went with my better half for a blood test to know if I am pregnant or not only to be told by the lab technician, ‘The tests can be done today, but you will receive the results only tomorrow!’ 24 hours is too frustratingly long to know a simple
2014. I have so much to write and express about this year yet words fail me when I am deeply emotional. “There are years that ask questions and years that answer” – Zora Neale Hurston. Definitely this has been a year of answers. Alhamdulilah. I wrote this on Jan 1, 2014. It’s wonderful to look
Out of the blue, my affairs are being set alright. The professional life I so dearly wanted. The personal life I have yearned for, for so long. Everything is just turning out as the way I want it. Alhamdulilah I know, there is someone praying for me, early morning or late night. Near me or