Wednesday, September 10, 2014

All About my 3rd Baby.

In a recent post on the blog I mentioned that I feel bad for not recording Sophia's milestones on the blog like I did for her older sisters.

*Until I figure out how to post pictures properly, click on them for better resolution*.

It was my mom who brought that to my attention when I wasn't blogging at all.

With Sophia's older sisters I kept praying day and night they grow up fast so I could sleep better at night and relax more during the day. Little did I know that they grow faster than I actually want.

As for this Sophia, it's like I'm in denial. I see her getting bigger in size but I keep holding her like a newborn, I keep cooing to her and I use baby talk with her like I never did before. She might be my last baby, you know, and it turns out that babies are fun.

Now, i feel bad for never talking about her rolling from one side to the other at 4

Her sleep training at 5 months.

I didn't even record that for the 1st time, a baby of mine says the word Mama before the word Baba and at the age of 5 months as well! Well, now she says both words :)

I didn't talk about her love to the Baby Led Weaning process.

No more ignoring.
She is learning to sit up straight for longer than 30 second these days.

She cries when her loved ones leave the room she's in.

She laughs when she sees us come into her room when she wakes up.

The biggest news that I can't skip is her first tooth at 6 months!
The lower right tooth. I discovered it 2 days ago and I love feeling it with my fingers all day long.

Sophia, one tooth or 10, you'll always be my baby that I thank Allah swt every day for, and it's never enough :)
الحمد لله عدد ما كان و عدد ما يكون و عدد الحركات و السكون.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Today, I'm the worst mom.

Last week, on Tuesday night, I made a deal with both my daughters, Mariyah and Selma to pick out an outfit for each and every day of school the night before. Mariyah delightfully did it right away for the next day and Selma copied her. She thought that if she did it, she'll go to school too. Poor thing, she didn't know her school starts one week later, or that's what I thought.

Yesterday, all day long I was preparing Selma, mentally, that school starts tomorrow -today-. She was super excited she couldn't stop talking about it. Today from the early beginning all she wanted to talk about was her school, how much she loves it and how much she misses all her friends. She even asked me to let the teacher know that her new name is Elsa. She got dressed and I packed her favorite snack, i took a picture of her and we headed to her school only to find out it's not open yet! School starts on Thursday...

I messed up, big time. The way she hugged my leg when she heard the news, the look in her eyes...I almost cried. I hated myself for being a bad mother. How could I get Tuesday and Thursday mixed up? She didn't want to go back home. She wanted to stay out and I had to obey. How could I not?

I let my girls down, a lot. I mean, not a lot, but you know...that's how I feel.
I forget to get what they ask for from the grocery store. I forget to pack their pajamas when we spend the night away from home. I simply don't brush their hair when I don't feel like it. I skip the bath at night after a long day at the park and end up washing the sheets the next morning.

But the best part about being a mother who makes a lot of mistakes is having kids who are forgiving. Kids are so kind. They love their parents no matter what. Right?
I earn "the worst mother of the week award" twice a month perhaps but I win my girls' heart for a lifetime with every apology that follows.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

I Think Writing Helps.

This picture was taken today by my husband. It was my sister's idea to have my babies lay down on the hay for this particular picture.
We still go out and about on weekends.
Mariyah's school has started.

Selma believes she has a Blueberry Power.

Sophia is almost 6 months old.

We are back from Amman.
My sister is visiting.
I'm still a stay at home mom.

You see, a lot of things happened since last time I blogged but I'm not documenting any, I'm not blogging. It's not that I don't have time, I do. I actually have a lot of free time on my hands during the day and especially at night but I think that Instagram is more convenient than blogging and at night I just feel too lazy to blog. Yes, laziness. That's what it is.

Something else. A couple of my friends who follow me on Facebook, Instagram and follow this blog have made it clear on several occasions that it annoys them how open and active I am when it comes to social media. I know their opinions shouldn't affect my passion but who am I kidding? They did discourage me. I still receive messages from others though letting me know that I have inspired them in a way or another by blogging. These messages are becoming less and less due to not being a consistent blogger.

I feel bad for not documenting Sophia's milestones here as well. I wonder if her sisters will ever appreciate what I have written about them in the past but as for me, I never regretted any post I've ever published and I still go back to read my posts/diaries.

I love writing.
I should write more often.
I become a better mother when I write.
It makes me happy.
My husband and my mom keep wondering why I've stopped. They don't want me to stop.
They're the most important people in my life and so their opinion matters. Doesn't it?

Today we took a long trip to Watsonville where we picked berries and apples.

The girls were too loud in the car. Lots of laughter and lots of whining too. But guess what, for the first time in a year or so we didn't have the iPad in the car as a source of entertainment. We've been using it for long trips to avoid the most annoying question "Are We There Yet?". I can't deny the iPad's magic, it was incredible. But after today's trip, I decided: No more.
It was loud like I said but more fun. I got the chance to talk to each one of them separately and it hit me. Time flies and they grow up really fast. I started comparing between them when they were still babies. How each one acted during a road trip. I want to always remember that Sophia is such a sweetheart. She's always happy in the car, she just cries when she's hungry or sleepy but other than that she's as content as can be, mashaAllah.

I wanted to blog several times the last two months but what made me do it today was the text message I received from Amnah of little life of mine, informing me that she posted a picture of both our babies, Sophia and Amani on her Disney Baby blog. She left a link to my blog in her post so I decided to blog right away. Amnah is such an inspiration!

And to those who are annoyed by my too many posts and pictures here and there I say: Haters gonna hate.

Monday, May 26, 2014

My girls and I need the space.

It took me two months to decide on leaving Mariyah in California and bring Selma and Sophia with me to Amman so I can attend my sister Mimi's wedding. Mariyah's school ends on the 12th of June, she couldn't leave her lottery school to join me, otherwise she would lose her spot there. It wasn't easy to decide and accept the idea but the thought of giving Mariyah a chance to experience life without me, to be independent and to spend some quality time with jeeej and his mom, made it so much easier.

She is having a blast. Her teta has been taking her to some favorite places and feeding her well every day. Jeeej is doing a great job in the afternoons and on this long weekend. She's excited to share her news with me when we Skype. She keeps asking jeeej to take pictures of her projects and drawings and then send them to me.

Some people here ask me if I trust jeeej enough to take care of her the right way while I'm not around. No matter how much I explain no one will understand how attentive he is, How gentle and caring he is. A week before I left them in California, jeeej took Mariyah and Selma camping with our friends and their kids for 2 nights.

I didn't join because I was preparing for Amman's trip, plus I needed sometime to rest with baby Sophia. My friends kept comforting me by texts telling me that the girls are doing great and behaving well away from me. The camping trip made me feel more relaxed about leaving Mariyah.

I keep reminding myself that giving my girls some space is important, that time flies and that I'll hold Mariyah tight in no time, inshaAllah.