for this Muslim-Lebanese-American-Mama-wife-writer-photographer-homeschooler as she juggles one big guy and two little ones.
I did not grow up in a yell-free household. We were loud, emotional people. We wore our emotions like turbans in the south during an anti-Islam demonstration. It wasn’t until I met my husband that I learned some people didn’t shout when they were happy, sad, mad or whatever. Some parents didn’t argue in front [...]
Wow. I can’t believe I’ve been away for so long. Two things have happened since we last spoke that made it hard for me to get here:
One.
Noah stopped napping. No naps at all this week. But he is sleeping until 8 or 8:30 every morning. That’s awesome for the obvious reasons. Also, it means he’s [...]
I could have used a little help. I wanted to tell that to the guy standing outside of the bathroom when the boys and I exited. Instead, I put on my mommy face (read that: tried to hide the intense levels of frazzle I was feeling) and responded to his very concerned (so concerned that [...]
Gabriel is sleeping and Noah is busy with a toy we recently pulled out of the closet. It’s a Bob the Builder themed telephone–the kind that asks questions and has different modes. Noah’s on the floor in the playroom occupied the way little boys get. He’s sitting cross-legged and pushing buttons as the phone cycles [...]
When I was young, my mother worked hard to teach me strong lessons that would carry me through life. Often, they had unintended consequences, such as the time she told me that if I thought something seemed wrong, I should let the person in charge know. I don’t know why she was telling me this [...]
