Who knew becoming a parent is this hard. Every single day, I feel nervous about something different. Why isn't she eating? Why isn't she cheerful as usual? Why is he less active today? Did he enjoy school? How did he get these bruises? Does she love me? Do they love me more than daddy? There's just always something I worry about, and it makes me think; it must have been hard for my parents too. Looking back, I realize I might not be the most open, cooperative daughter I could have been. I still have flashing images of that day when I was little and made my mom cry and my brother came calming my mom. Interestingly I don't even remember what I did to make her cry, but the feeling still lingers. It's not just about motherhood. It's parenthood. My husband has these feelings too. Children are so precious that we just don't know what to do at times. I just know that every single day is a gift from Allah that we all must always appreciate.
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Stroller Day
tháng 1 13, 2019
Fashion Diary, Life in Swiss, Motherhood
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Weekend bus-ing with the kids..:)
Schmiley Mo top, jacket and pants, Tommy Jeans bum bag, Fila sneakers
A Love Letter To My Moonlight
tháng 12 14, 2018
Motherhood, My Personal Life, Thoughts
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Dear son,
I know our journey everyday to school is so tough especially for you. We take the bus, we take the train and we walk miles just to reach your school on a daily basis despite the weather that day. Regardless the heat, the rain, the freezing weather, the snow, from season to season, we do it all together with as much joy as possible. I know it is very tiring for you that you often fall asleep on the bus, and I would have to walk and carry you home even though you’re getting bigger and heavier day by day, and I would have backaches in the night. Your father has repeatedly offered me the easier way; to simply take the car and save so much hours for us. But I choose to wake ourselves up earlier and take the harder way. I do it because I love you. I do it because I want you to become a strong man. I want you to see the world, to feel alive, to be okay to sweat, to get soaked in rain, to just sit by the road eating biscuits together as you rest for a while. I do it because I want you to spend as much time on the streets and witness the many differences around us and be okay with it. I do it despite me often getting stares from people when you have your tantrums or put your feet on someone else’s lap and make them angry. I do it because all these little things, they will teach you. They will teach you in real life rather than theories found in books. You will see for yourself the cause and effect of doing things in public; what’s good, what’s bad, what’s proper, what’s rude. I do it because it is best for you, and whatever is best for you, is best for me. I just hope you will always remember our walks together and the silly songs I sing for you. You are my moonlight, the most beautiful one.
xoxo,
Mommy.
I know our journey everyday to school is so tough especially for you. We take the bus, we take the train and we walk miles just to reach your school on a daily basis despite the weather that day. Regardless the heat, the rain, the freezing weather, the snow, from season to season, we do it all together with as much joy as possible. I know it is very tiring for you that you often fall asleep on the bus, and I would have to walk and carry you home even though you’re getting bigger and heavier day by day, and I would have backaches in the night. Your father has repeatedly offered me the easier way; to simply take the car and save so much hours for us. But I choose to wake ourselves up earlier and take the harder way. I do it because I love you. I do it because I want you to become a strong man. I want you to see the world, to feel alive, to be okay to sweat, to get soaked in rain, to just sit by the road eating biscuits together as you rest for a while. I do it because I want you to spend as much time on the streets and witness the many differences around us and be okay with it. I do it despite me often getting stares from people when you have your tantrums or put your feet on someone else’s lap and make them angry. I do it because all these little things, they will teach you. They will teach you in real life rather than theories found in books. You will see for yourself the cause and effect of doing things in public; what’s good, what’s bad, what’s proper, what’s rude. I do it because it is best for you, and whatever is best for you, is best for me. I just hope you will always remember our walks together and the silly songs I sing for you. You are my moonlight, the most beautiful one.
xoxo,
Mommy.
