My baby is a big girl now, she uses more consonants in her babbles!
Some ananagagadamavwahhhs sure make my day! 💕😄🌻💬
“Our children are our hearts, walking among us on the face of the earth, if even a little breeze touches them, we cannot sleep for worrying about them.” Hittan ibn al-Mu‘alla
A little upgrade in the meal sets I do from #OrkedsKitchen: a storytelling session.
Because maybe Daddy can play the fairy-godmother or something. 😁🙊
The week had been a shambles of rushing between meeting deadlines here, there, everywhere, and trying to be a good mother.
Here’s to peace, love, serenity and trying to be a good mother.
Wishing you the kind of weekend you’ve been waiting for as well. 🍂☀️🌹
I guess, for each time our hard work is unappreciated - in life, at work, whenever - in ways that seem to stab the back of our hearts, we really are appreciated in ways far superior than we’d thought.
There is the hurting heart. And then there is the lesson gifted by God.
A million and one reasons to be grateful for (and then more), and I always forget. I am deeply ashamed for each time I fret and ask for more.
Thank you, Allah, for constantly sending reminders. May our hearts see.