Last weekend was full of family fun celebrating Alf’s birthday and this weekend we are off to @churchill_bromley to the press screening of Elma the Patchwork Elephant which was my favourite book as a child! 🙌🏼🥰
I think the boys will love it just as much as I did ❤️
Other than that we haven’t got much else planned so I’m hoping for a slow chilled Sunday which is my fav ✨
Anyone got any exciting plans this weekend?
The alarm rings before the morning sun dares to grace the horizon. It’s so dark, so early, it’s so cold, and I’m just so tired.
I’m here, waiting for my eyes to open, willing myself to wake. I know there’s another alarm, another minute, and in that moment I have to decide.
Get up mom. Stand up. Brush your teeth. Walk to the kitchen. Make breakfast. Pack the lunch. Get them ready for school. I need my coffee!
So many mornings I just want to roll over, to catch up on my massive deficit of sleep... but I just can’t afford to do that.
Instead, every morning, year after year, I get up.
I get up in the morning with the alarm. I get up when I hear my name called. I get up to switch the laundry. I get up to help with homework. I get up to stop a fight. I get up to make dinner. I get up to load the dishwasher. I get up and read the book. I get up to vacuum. I get up to fold the clothes inside the dryer. I get up to change the sheets in the middle of the night when they pee or they throw up. I get up to give a hug because they are scare. I get up to tuck them in bed. I get up, but I am tired. Exhausted.
Sometimes it’s when I just want to sit. To chill. To cry. To work. But they need me. They know I will be there. They know I will show up. They know I will love. And it’s just me. No nanny. No maid. No grandparents. No one but me. And I do it. I always do.
And yet, some days I will get to the end of the day and think that I’ve failed or not accomplished much or that I’m not a good mom because instead of seeing all the moments of getting up I’ll focus on moments that seem like I’m failing.
Really Alexandra? Really?? Why??!!!
That’s such a powerful truth. A missed truth in expectations. When the homework is not ready on due date, and laundry piles that tip over, and Mac and cheese dinners, and racing to school moments, and being so sooo tired.
Do you see the patience you have? Do you see the strength and the endurance? Do you see the real you? The amazing mom they have? The one who doesn’t quit even if she doesn’t know the answers? The one who knows her kids better than anyone else and will fight for them?
You are not failing. You are exactly what your children’s need.
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آمِيّنْ... آمِيّنْ... يَ رَ بَّلْ عَلَمِيّنْ.
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A large part of my work involves me being on Laptop or phone which sometimes leads to pain in the neck, due to constantly using them.. That is when I thought of using our travel pillow by @oscarhomedecor as my saviour.. It is super soft and comfortable and I dont just use it when I am travelling but also when I have to be on Laptop or phone for long..
This travel pillow also helps me when we are out or travelling and krisha wants to sleep in my lap or on my hands, I can easily switch my hands with this pillow below her head and make it comfortable for her and me as well.
@oscarhomedecor has a wide range of super cute cushions and pillows and I already have 3-4 of them.. Check their page for some awstruck valentine or home decor options ❤️❤️
Все-все желания загадала! Впереди 360 дней для воплощения.
А самое заветное, чтобы моя самая красивая женщина в мире была ещё и самой счастливой❤️
3 1162 weeks ago
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✔Бренд №1 по продажам✔Избавляет от эпизодического дискомфорта в животе, вызываемого газообразованием - коликами - беспокойством - икотой❌Не содержит красящих веществ, спирта и парабенов✔Жидкая пищевая добавка✔С 2 недель❌Не содержит искусственные ароматизаторы и красители❌Не содержит молоко, глютен и сою✔Экстракты фенхеля и имбиря✔Быстродействующее средство, обеспечивающее эффект уже через несколько минут❌Не нуждается в хранении в холодильнике✔100% вегетарианский и веганский продукт❌Упаковка не содержит бисфенол-А, ПВХ и фталатов
Оригинальная водичка от коликов от Mommy's Bliss представляет собой безопасную и эффективную добавку на основе трав, предназначенную для устранения газов в животе и дискомфорта в желудке, которые часто связаны с коликами и прорезыванием зубов
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I never had the strength to share stories about my daughter on a public forum. But after having read several posts on Soul Sisters Pakistan I couldn't help myself. I finally had the strength to talk about what I have been through.
My happy little princess was just 3 years old when she got diagnosed with Rhabdomayo sarcoma (muscular cancer).That was a turning point for our family. We spent our winter nights sleeping on the cold hospital floor. While Sara went running to the hospital herself at first, somewhere in between changing hospitals, she was limp in our arms as her tiny body went into a coma due to a lack of oxygen.
The doctors at the hospital repeatedly asked me to take her off the vent. They told me 22 days have passed without any improvement and that she is failing to take her last breath.
And due to a shortage of beds at the hospital, I should take her in to another room and wait for her to take her last breath naturally. The thought of this breaks my heart.
We switched her to another hospital, where she was admitted for a further 22 days.
Whoever came to visit her told me to pray that she goes to Allah in peace. Nobody realized how impossible it is for a mother to make such a prayer.
She was a fighter.
Every one hour nursing students came and practiced pricking on my daughter, leaving a hole in her delicate skin.
They would throw me out of the ICU because they knew I'd object to this.
On 12th March 2015, Sara left our world.
When I went home with her dead body, my mother in law didn't let me enter the house. She claimed I was responsible for my own daughters death.
I went into a severe depression.
It's been four years since Sara left us for the heavens now. And Allah has blessed me with a daughter again. Alhamdulillah.
Life never stops, nor do people stop throwing around negativity but we can always rely on Allah to give us peace of mind.
However, when people ask me, "how many children do you have?" I always reply saying 4. To that my Mother in Law immediately interferes, saying I have three.
But here's the thing: even though my daughter is no longer part of this world she will never stop being my child.