Om-Nom!
Well, Khalid is back at his old school and Iman is happy to be going along with him. I’ve yet to visit the old school and formalize their removal, but I’ll definitely be doing so- especially since we paid half the fees in advance! Khalid…
Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.
Well, Khalid is back at his old school and Iman is happy to be going along with him. I’ve yet to visit the old school and formalize their removal, but I’ll definitely be doing so- especially since we paid half the fees in advance! Khalid…
The hunt continues to find Khalid a suitable English-speaking school that is autism-friendly, uses sound behavior reinforcement principles (rather than education through intimidation) and doesn’t cost an arm, a leg, two kidneys and your left earlobe. I’ve been to three schools just today, dragging Khalid and…
Me: Khalid, in five minutes it’ll be time to turn off the computer and take a bath, ok? Khalid: InshaAllah. ___________ Me: What were you doing when you fell off the bed? Iman: I was going down to get you a present, you know? Like,…
And right about now, I’d much rather have a cookie. You know what the problem with typing while hungry is? Even words look tasty. Musfira is getting properly colicky, crying louder and longer in the past few nights than before. The Nightly Fuss has been…
So Musfira is very nearly a month old now. SubhanAllah. All in all she’s a lovely baby. She sleeps reasonably well during the day and although we do have a nightly fuss from around 10:30 to about 1 am, it could be worse. In fact,…
Iman: Momma! The baby’s crying! Because she wants icecream! ______ Me: Here Khalid, you can hold Musfira carefully. (I put the baby carefully into Khalid’s lap) Khalid: Oh! Oh! Scareding! (He passes the baby back) ___________ (Iman sees me laying down on the sofa for…
I haven’t had a chance to update yet, but Owlie has! Full post here and copy-paste below. Thanks luv! Thursday, June 16, 2011 On Monday I was sick so I took a day off and figured, hey, this would be a good time to catch…
We are pleased to introduce puffy pink baby Musfira, born two days early and well-loved, well-poked, and well received by Khalid and Iman, who adore her, Alhamdulillah. 🙂 In true international fashion, her weight is 3.685 kilos- almost perfectly the exchange rate of the UAE…
*pokes self* Still here, check! *pokes stomach* *stomach pokes back* Still pregnant, check! Did you know, that for all the jokes I make about taking up extreme trampoline sports in the last few days before delivery, that extreme trampoline sports is actually a …err… sport?…
I have a day off today, Alhamdulillah. I got out of bed at noon, had two showers- one accidentally with a cup of tea, the other with the standard water- another cup of tea, a bagel, watched a Japanamation movie that I don’t know if…
Iman: Momma, you not big! You tall! Lika Burj Khalifa! Me: Like a Burj Khalifa? Iman: (giggles) Yeah, it’s kinda funny!
Here’s my post for nine months pregnant with Khalid And here’s the post for nine months pregnant with Iman. Notice the difference in the two. Khalid’s post is about expectation, Iman’s is about ninja turtles. Really, go look. At the moment, Khalid and Iman are…
Iman: Look momma, issa angry bird!
(I am sitting at the dining table working on my computer, and suddenly I get a jabbing feeling in my left side.) Me: Iman! What are you doing? (Iman grins and holds up her pink pencil) Iman: I poking you! Me: Yes, I can see…
HF, Iman and I are en route to Abu Dhabi for an appointment with my Orthopedic surgeon. We take the exit ramp for a gas station and… Iman: I want special full please. HF and I have a good chuckle. Me: Ok sweetie, let’s go…
Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah. 🙂 and w00t Did I mention w00t? Even as we speak, Iman is at the park running wild and fancy-free, and I have managed to put an entire two hours of work in, which is, frankly speaking, two more hours than I…
Time is a funny thing. You think you have lots of it and then before you realize what’s going on, another day has passed, another week is ending, another month is almost a third gone. Cindy, our housekeeper/Iman-chaser/Jill of All Trades who holds down the…
Iman is “flying” a kite in the front yard (*hint, Momma hung it on some fishing wire tied between the car port and the gazebo) and singing a song of her own making. She’s been playing happily outside on her own for the last fifteen…
We do not yet know the gender of the baby, but for future reference, let’s call him or her Stringbean. No HF, I am NOT calling the baby Grandpa Wilkins. Yes, I know it’s a perfectly nice handle. No, I don’t want to attach it…
The Ikea in Festival Center (Dubai) has a lovely little play area for kids, and Alhamdulillah, Khalid is able to play inside by himself as long as there is someone on the other side of the glass watching in case of the unexpected bathroom emergency…
One of HF’s coworkers came over for lunch today, and as per tradition, Iman decided that the new person in the house must absolutely be her new best friend forever in the entire world. So she climbed in his lap, fawned over him told him…
(I am in bed falling asleep for a much-needed power nap when Iman lets herself in and stands at the head of my bed.) Iman: Momma, I get it a wabbit? Me: (trying to talk and not wake up at the same time) A rabbit?…
Phew! I can finally blog about what’s been on my mind! Ok, what’s up with the Nuchal Translucency screening? And why did my doctor ask me if I wanted one? I asked her what it was for, and she said that measuring the Nuchal fold…
Assalamalaikum wa rahmatullahe wa barakatuhu everyone- Alhamdulilah we have some very good news to share. Allah (SWT) is insha-Allah blessing us with another child. The current expected date is set 2nd/3rd week of June. We are very happy about this, especially since we can now…
So we make plans, but Allah is the best of planners, so the visa for Joy’s replacement won’t be ready until Joy herself gets back. So Khalid will only start going to school once she’s back again, because as his Case Manager said, there was…
Iman: momma, wook! issa booger. Me: Yes dear, let’s get a tissue. Iman: I eat it? Me: No! Do not eat that! [Iman is startled by my reaction, and then understanding dawns on her] Iman: [nodding sagely] Iss berry spicy.
So Iman has this routine that’s specific to us praying at home, which generally involves getting on all fours, crawling between my feet and then standing up inside of my Abaya. Because I use a chair for half of my salah (for sajda, specifically) the…
On the bright side, if Khalid didn’t wake up in the middle of the night, I might never blog. On the annoying side, it’s 4 in the morning and he’s been up since 1:30, jumping, rolling, climbing, and lavishing WWF-style affection (half-nelsons, not pandas) on…
Both kids have been sick for the past two days, it’s 3:45 in the morning right now, and Khalid has been up since 11:30 last night. He spent most of the night crying and kicking and thrashing around, angry because he couldn’t sleep. The rest…
Some children are bad at taking turns, but my kids are good at it for all the wrong reasons. When Iman is getting an involuntary manicure, she’ll plead “Khalid’s turn! Khalid’s turn!” And when it really is Khalid’s turn, he’ll do the same. “Iman’s turn!…
So, if five minutes pass without you hearing your kids laugh, giggle, squeak, yell, cry, fight, or jump off furniture, there’s a strong possibility that you may become suddenly (and rightfully) suspicious and tiptoe off in search of them. You may find them sitting on…
The woman who posted this list at McSweeney’s deserves a hug. And so does Baji for mailing it to me, because it made my day. We had a public meltdown about two or three weeks ago in the Mirdif City Center, and I didn’t blog…
Iman: (pulling a hairclip out of her hair) Fa-yi-yi! Me: Yes, butterfly! Iman: (offering to put the hairclip into my mouth) Oooh! Fa-yi-yi! Me: No dear, I don’t want to eat the butterfly. (Iman reconsiders and tries another idea.) Me: Thank you sweetie, but I…
Out of the chub that covers me Though soft I sit from pole to pole I thank forever the Lord that Be For my unconquerable soul. In the sweet clutch of circumstance I have not pinched nor snacked around Under the bludgeoning of chocolate chance,…
My blog needs an update – design and structure-wise, I mean. To replace the links I no longer have time to visit (sorry Blogistan!) with links I visit constantly- places like Autism-watch.org, the Assosciation for Science in Autism, Photon in the Darkness Blog- and a…
HF is en route to Australia for a bidness trip, and we, The Circus, are left to our own devices for this week. Apparently our devices involve rolling around the floor sucking on building blocks. Well, those are Iman’s devices anyway. She’s the reason I’m…
My momma is my hero. She is the ideal to which I strive. She is the vanquisher of metronome dogs. This morning the Mother of All Evils and her three loud puppies were serenading the neighbourhood from our back yard again. I buried my head…