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Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.

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We’re taking this show on the road!

We are excited to announce that the House of Cupcakes (this house, these cupcakes) is embarking on an epic road trip to… the Smokey Mountains! I am not sure who is more excited, me or the kids. The girls bought digital cameras with their Eidhi and so I am appointing them official trip photographers Khalid…

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Ramadan Update

AssalamuAlaikum Internets! It’s Ramadan again, the first year that all three of my awesome mini-humans are fasting. They’re super-stars at Suhoor, and they’ve collaboratively cooked eggs for themselves the past three in a row. Khalid is 13. (OMG) Iman is 11, Musfira will be turning 8 next month. It baffles and delights me when they…

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Looks like my blog is getting some guest writers. :)

I am sitting in my living room right now, surrounded by all three of my kids, on three laptops, all three of them giggling in glee and reading through their own category tabs. It’s quite an amazing and lovely feeling, watching them interact with the previous versions of themselves and laughing at memories they’ve forgotten….

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Eeeek! I have to write a speech in a week!

I have a speech at a conference in one week and I am nowhere near done. They assigned me the topic of maintaining faith despite failure. I’m going to give them the benefit of the doubt and not believe they consider me an expert in the topic of failure. >:/ I’ve spoke about disability and…

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Humans

Human beings are complicated.  In the last year of my life, I’ve observed more of them close-up, and in-depth for longer periods of time than usual. How? By volunteering on a committee.  I’ve learned that people who like to complain about things are usually less interested in solutions than they are in their own importance….

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I’m freeeeee!

So Alhamdulillah, the long story of why my wrist hurt and typing became torture is summed up as thus: I had torn cartilage in my wrist – not because I was out fist-fighting or getting injured in air-guitar championships, but because I have a connective tissue disorder and therefore wear, tear, and constant repair is…

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AAAAAAAAMEEEEEEEEEEEEEN

Of all the conversations I’ve had with my children about prayer, the reason we don’t say “Ameen” in Batman voice has been the most unexpected so far.

Khalid has a dream

Khalid rather causally informed me that he once a had dream that he was the illegitimate heir of both Bill Gates and Jeff Bezos. And I’m not sure what’s funnier, the biological impossibility or Khalid’s usage of the exact phrase “illegitimate heir” in describing it. And this from a kid who wasn’t promised to talk…

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Hey, remember when I used to blog?

It was awesome. I loved it. I could just post stuff whenever I wanted to, and it served as an emotional catharsis, a spiritual brain-sorting, and a writerly exercise all in one. I want to restart. Not because I don’t have enough stuff that needs done, but because I am – according to HF –…

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Are you my daughter-in-law?

A young woman with Down’s Syndrome (who has been baking for a long ole time already) gets rejected from too many bakery jobs. So she opens her own bakery. This video made me cry for so many reasons. I’m scared of what my son’s future will hold. I know that him being rejected over and…

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Well, that escalated quickly…

When I dropped my children off to school this morning one of their little friends, who is six and in first grade, ran out of line to ask me a question. “Hey! Iman’s mom!” “Yes dear?” I answered. “Are you leaving the United States of America?” I blinked a few times. I must’ve blinked a…

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Emotional Brickmail #seewhatIdidthere

If I threw a brick through your window could I tell you it was an amanah? Could I tape a little note to it that says “This brick is a sacred trust and by accepting this brick into your window you are now accountable, in the sight of Allah, for delivering this brick through the…

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Kids Ask: What’s the point of Jummah?

A few minutes before Jummah today, my son came and sat down next to me in a grumpy huff. “Momma, I just don’t understand…” He furrowed his lil brow angrily and said, “What’s the point of Jummah!” I told him I had the answer. But first, we needed candy…

Mister Flamey-Cheeks, Abu Lahab

You might know the *what* of Surah Lahab/Masad, but do you know the *why*? Who was Abu Lahab, and why did he of all people get a Surah? And what’s up with his wife? Learn this in the most non-scholarly of all explanations, the first of what shall henceforth be known as… Tafseriously? Yeah, tafseriously!

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I Love: False Dilemmas!

If they asked you what you wanted for Christmas and you said “OMG A LOGICAL FALLACY!” then this video is for you!  In which I explain why I love the False Dilemma and how people – and shaitaan too- attempt to trick you with it.   Allah’s Messenger ﷺ said: “Beware of sins which are…

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Dysautonomia and Me

Whether you want it or not, habibti. Cuz I didn’t want it but I got it anyway!  

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Questions?

AssalamuAlaikum people who are still here and haven’t died of boredom yet! October is Dysautonomia awareness month, and my next vlog will be about … drumroll please… Dysautonomia. So, any questions? Apart from “what the heck is that?” I’ll answer them InshaAllah as best as I can. 🙂

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First Vlog: Headfirst into Imperfection

Following two months of zero update and almost a year of chronic hand pain, I’ve finally decided to start video blogging, even if the result is less than perfect. Perfection belongs to Allah alone. Yes, that is my excuse.

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Cleaning House

So it’s crunch time. The house is being packed and sorted into a bazillion little piles, all bound in invisible string and tied directly to my heart.  Every time a little pile- Khalid’s first artworks, Iman’s first story, Musfira’s baby blanket- fails to make the packing priority list, it stings as it’s tugged and let…

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Elegant Mashups: Sword Song

So my brilliant writerly friends (who let me hang out with them sometimes) play a game in which we take two books, pick a sentence from each at random, and then attempt to connect the two in some semblance of sense. It is a tremendously challenging exercise as a writer, all the more so when the skills-bar…

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الوالي Al- Wali, The Protecting Friend

Ya Wali, as we move to a new country with new people, where we will find both new friends new enemies, please be the Protecting Friend of my children. If my children face bullies, please protect their little hearts and bodies. If my children face loneliness on the straight path,  let them know that the Lord Himself…

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30 Days, 30 Duas.

I have yet to, in my life, manage to post continuously for a thirty day stretch, but in the followup of an inspirational and much-needed pre-Ramadan meeting with my awesome circle of friends, I will now try. How many of Allah’s names do you know? I’m testing myself here, no cheating.  Translations based on what…

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Ramadan Craft: Ikea Fanoos

So in parts of the world other than America (where I grew up) there is a Ramadan tradition of lighting and decorating with Fanoos, or lamps. In parts of the world, like America (where I grew up) there is a tradition of crafting things for no reason other than the fact that you can, yay!…

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When Nineveh Met Taif: Gems from Ilmfest

It was a sad day in Ninevah. The Prophet Yunus, peace be upon him, was leaving. Angry, frustrated, and unable to continue what felt like a hopeless endeavor, he boarded the first ship out of town, leaving his homeland behind. He had tried and tried and tried– but no matter how hard he argued or…

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News

I’ve got news and you get to decide which category you want to put it in. See, if you live in Dubai, then you’ll consider that we’re moving to be bad news.  If you live in Dallas though, then you’ll think it’s pretty good news, because that’s where we’re headed InshaAllah.  It is official.  I…

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April is autism awareness month!

Alhamdulillah, very excited to be on the GreedforIlm podcast for World Autism Day talking social stigma in the Muslim community and spiritual coping for special needs parents. 🙂

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Insert Angst Here

Certain blog posts are composed entirely of angst. This will be one of them. And now, in alphabetical order, I present to you the causes of my angst. Arthritis: My everything hurts. But it stopped hurting when I started meds for the arthritis. But then I was having nightmares every night, and going to sleep…

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Look, an update!

Hey, we’re blogging again!  See? I hope you like minecraft, because we sure do.  

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Raining

It’s raining, it’s pouring- the engines are roaring! On the roads of Dubai, the cars try to fly Then they slip and they slide into crawling. So I’m getting ready to leave for my morning meetings, but I’m doing so by staring at Google Maps and trying to figure out whether traffic is getting better or…

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MashaAllah, Musfira.

So MashaAllah, Musfira is getting taller, cheekier, and slightly wiser every day.  She has taken to gently correcting me and educating me throughout my day, sharing the wisdom of her many years – all three and a half of them – and the result is so adorably awesome that I almost hate disagreeing with her….

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Whee?

There’s this thing in writing where you just make yourself write non-stop for a certain amount of time without the pressure of a desired outcome of the expectation of making any sense.  I call it blogging. 😉 So I’m going to be on the radio tomorrow. You can listen here at 10am GMT + 4….

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So I did actually update

It just wasn’t here. 🙂 Read it here

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My brain is out of shape.

Some people say writing is an art. That’s because they’re silly. Writing is a sport actually- it’s like exercise for parts of your brain that otherwise go soft and floppy without creative stimulation. The less you write, the weaker your writing muscles become. Eventually they atrophy, and you forget how to put two words together…

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