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Some Day

Earlier this month, one morning, Arham woke up quite content. He got up, sat up in his crib and started playing. I checked on him a few times, he glanced at me before continuing to play. I should have been ecstatic, right? So why did I feel sad instead? It got me thinking… Some day …

Mickey Mouse Cookies

View this post on Instagram A post shared by What’s for Dinner? (@whatsfordinnerbook) I brought out my Mickey Mouse themed cookie cutters today to make chocolate chip cookies … because these days Arham loves Mickey Mouse. You can use a store bought cookie dough, or click here for my recipe for my chocolate chip cookies.  …

Dual Role

Both my paternal and maternal grandmothers, unfortunately, passed away before I was born. So, what I know of them is only through stories and pictures. 33 years ago today, my maternal grandmother passed away. Two days ago, it was my Papa’s birthday. His first birthday since his demise last March. If you know anything about …

Why Do We Fall?

As a nation, we failed. And we failed our children the most. They are the ones to suffer the most. They will see the aftermath the most and be effected the most. No, we didn’t fail because we failed to elect Hillary Clinton. In fact, it was never about Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump the …

Why I’m With Her

Not feasible, but by the off chance someone isn’t aware that Tuesday is election day– don’t forget to vote. As FDR said: “Nobody will ever deprive the American people of the right to vote except the American people themselves”. It doesn’t matter what excuse you are thinking of, exercise your right to vote. I urge …

Arham Turns One

Arham beta, I can’t believe you are ONE! I can’t believe my baby is a one year old, mashAllah. A year ago today, at 9:44 AM, you came into this world and forever made mine infinitely better alhumdulillah. To say anything but that this past year [and the pregnancy] has been anything but a roller …

What’s in a Nose?

What’s in a nose? When Arham was born, it wasn’t an unconscious mention of his nose in my little announcement of the biggest blessing in my life, alhumdulillah, thus far. It was, in fact, one of the primary focuses for me for the second half of the pregnancy. Monthly ultrasounds, lots of googling, unbelievably hard …

Papa

Papa. Not only my maternal grandfather, but one of the most humble and nicest people I have ever encountered. I was just super lucky and beyond blessed to call him my grandfather. Most people, in fact, referred to him as Papa. Like he was a father figure to all. His generosity? Kindness? Affection? Wisdom? Knowledge? Knew …