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You know, I don’t know what is more wonderful than finally realizing your little baby is growing up. Today was a nice day, the snow fell lightly on the ground outside and today was family day, watching movies and spending time together. While we did this, little did we know our three year old was growing up before our very eyes.

Running in from the kitchen where she was eating popcorn and playing ‘Frozen Bubble’ on the computer.

“Mommy I gotta poopie!”

I, of course, thought that she already did so and checked her… she was dry and clean.

“Run, go to the potty”

She did so and went and did her business!!

After we did the bathroom ritual she jump up and said

“Cause I want to be a big kid that’s why!”

I could have cried.
The first of very large steps huh

As some of you may well know, before the newiest member to our family was born Zahra was doing pretty well at the potty. Telling me when she had to go and things of this nature. After the birth of our lovely new baby girl, Zahra said to me in her actions , ” All bets are off!” Well, she is three years old and I’m getting anciouse.

Alhamdulillah she has only been three for about three months and we are getting some where finally. She has stopped telling me she has to go pee pee. But I’m getting her on the potty in time… usually. Today she only had two accidents all day and that is wonderful. Two of the like five or so times she went potty she did on her own with no help or ‘permission’ from me. Alhamdulillah.

It truly is a hard thing to potty train. It’s like you just want to give up but you know you can’t. I know that if Tahira wasn’t born just yet Zahra would be potty trained, Allahu’Alum (God knows best)… and it just trips me out how adament she is at NOT going.

I figured that Zahra needed to see some kids her age an older going to the potty, you know being big kids. So I bought a dvd called ‘Potty Power’ it is an interesting little thing. But she likes it. I was hopeing that she would ask to watch it over and over as she does with the dvd’s she likes and Alhamdulillah she did. And she watches it all the time. The little songs are catchy and she sings them while on the potty.

One important point that this dvd helped with was the fact that Zahra would hold her pee all day and then pee on her self. Then when she did go to the toilet she would just sit there not do anything and then get up. Well, on the dvd, they have a song ” what do you like to do when you’re sitting on the potty, when you’re sitting on the potty for a while. There are lots of things to do, that will make you happy too, sitting on the potty.” Well it is soo cute and I sing it to her to keep her on it.

Also they tell the kids that it will take them along time to pee pee when they sit on the potty some times, but it’s ok and just play with some toys or read a book etc. And all of this is in a song so it’s catchy. So now she sits on the potty and plays with some toys and she does her duty man and it’s all GOOD! Alhamdulillah.

Another interesting thing is that she use to use the toilet with a potty seat on top you know. But on the dvd the kids use actual potty chairs and they’re all like ” this is MY potty chair, this is MY potty chair.” So she ran into the bathroom cabinet where her potty chair was and pulled it out, ran to the tv and said “This is MY potty chair”. So now she uses HER potty chair. LOL

She also doesn’t wear pull-ups anymore. And it is just so cute and funny how her clothes fit now. She use to have this big badonkadonk back there, but little did we know, it was all pull up LOL. Now she can barley keep her little pants on LOL.

Oh man, is she growing up! I have a three year old… that is just so strange and crazy to think, let alone say! But what a blessing it is. When she is not tearing up my house, jumping off the walls, getting smart and talking out the side of her neck like some grown teenage child that needs their body beat down with something real hard real good……. She is just the sweetest little body of bones any momma could ask for.

Takes me through an emotional rollacoaster I tell ya. One moment I’m praying to Allah to keep myself straight and under control so as to not treat her in a bad way. And make sure I understand she is testing me, or that she is trying out her individuality… And the other minute I’m thanking Him for such a child. A beautiful incredibly creative talented intelligent imaginative sensitive and sweet package of baby love He blessed us with….

Speaking of sweet packages of baby love. Tahira is growing up so fast Masha’Allah. I mean she is only three months Subhanna’Allah and she is just doing all kinds of stuff. And the two little girlies are just the best of friends… When Zahra’s not trying to beat her down and smother her. I just look at her and.. Subhanna’Allah (Praise God) I fall in love. She looks just like Zahra too!! Just like her. Her little gummy mouth. LOL She is sleeping very well now Allahu’Akbar! Through the night most nights. Some times she is all wake wake but not often. And now she is trying her darndiest to set up ! SET UP GIRL lol

I’m so happy I have these two adorable little bodies of baby love!!

OH MY GOSH… I’M GONNA HAVE TO POTTY TRAIN HER TOO!!!! NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Scene: Zahra sitting on the upstairs toilet.

Zahra: Mommy I want to get up.

Me: You have to pee pee in the potty first.

Zahra: Mommy I want to get up now…… (Speaking calmly but sternly)
Ok mommy, 1………2…………3……….4 Ok mommy go to time out.

Me: LOL sweetie, that is what mommy says to you when you are being bad. You don’t say that to mommy.

Zahra looks at me with a blank stare.

You’re keeping it huh? Well do your thing baby. LOL, I want it too, why don’t you get to work.

So today was orientation for my Literature for today class. BORING

If you have been reading my husband’s blog, you know about a couple of things that have been going on in my and our lives. You know the baby girl we’ve been waiting for is born and she now is two months. Also my daughter had a birthday and is now three years old Masha’Allah. Also my birthday has recently passed and I am among those they call 23 by the grace of Allah. My sister is currently pregnant. Just found out a couple days before Zahra’s birthday which was on the 23rd. She is now almost seven months also only by the grace of Allah.

Anyway, school is about to begin yet again God willing. And Insha’Allah will be a good semester for me. Oh yes, you can check out some pics. of the little one on my husbands website. The link that I have doesn’t work, I have to correct it. sorry about that. But check her out and the pics. of the big sister.

Holla atcha girl!!

Peace be with you all

Bismillah

I wish I had a cool Hijabi friend…

I went to my orientation yesterday. It was cool. The funny part was, I had a bunch of stipulations that I told the manager about my uniform. I was like, yeah well see, I have to wear this scarf and I have to wear a long-sleeve shirt under my short-sleeve uniform shirt. And oh, I have to keep my shirt out of my pants… They just looked at me for a second, and I was like “Is that going to be a problem?” Of course not, right? I mean what are they going to do, fire me? I will take it to the courts, Suage!!! Oh for all those who don’t know, Suage is what I say when I mean I will sue someone. LOL.

The manager over the store, ( not the shift manager I mentioned in the other entry) was like, “Well let me find out for sure, but I don’t think it will be a problem.”
I was happy that I said something. It took a lot of praying during the orientation for me to get up the courage to mention my Islamic dress obligations. This, for me, is a big step. Maybe a lot of other sisters can easily say these things, but I am more used to just doing what the manager says and thinking about it later, being a punk, I guess. But ever since this whole “trying to be a better Muslimah” thing started over five years ago now, I have really changed in that way.

I remember my job at Ci Ci’s Pizza. I wore Hijab, but differently. You know, the bun in the back style. So, it didn’t look that “MUSLIM,” as how I wear it now. But I got up this courage after praying to Allah making dua’ that I would be able to do this. I went up to my Manager at Ci Ci’s pizza and told him that I would have to take out some time during my working period to pray. He just looked at me. I didn’t tell him this when he hired me for two reasons:
1.I didn’t stay at work for that long because I was part time.
2.And if I did end up staying there for long, I would just wait until I got home and make up the prayers.

Well, as I got more Allah conscious and obligation conscious. I decided that I had to make my prayers on time and that I couldn’t be intimidated by not being at home when it is time for prayer. “Allah is Greater,” I always told myself.
Well the manager, after giving a blank look, told me that it wouldn’t be a problem. He said that when I needed to pray, I could just tell him, and he will take over until I got back. Well, the true test of my loyalties came when it was actually time for me to pray. There were not many people coming to the store, but I was the only one at the front. I went to the back of the store and told this manager guy that I need to pray now. He just looked at me. This was a couple days after I had told him I will have to start praying, mind you. And he just looked at me and was like, “Well you need to go ahead and go back to your station because we have customers…” I looked at him, ready for my first Jihad and said “let me get this straight” (See I was nervous before in telling him I needed to pray, but when it seemed as if he wasn’t going to let me, my faith and irritation of people thinking crazy things about this religion started coming out.) I said , “Are you telling me you aren’t going to let me pray?” He looked and was like, “Wait, what did you ask me?” I was thinking, oh come on now. You are going to pretend that you didn’t hear what I said. I told him, “I said I need to go and pray now.” He was like, “Oh oh, go ahead.” I was thinking, thats right!

The funny part is that I went into where all the people are sitting and eating and talking and playing games and went into the bathroom. No, there was not an “employees only” bathroom. So I had to make wudhu right there and pray that no one would come in and see me with my feet in the sink. (At the time, I was Sunni, so I thought I had to literally ‘wash’ my feet.)
So, I continuously looked at the door which was right directly next to the sink. I wanted to lock it, but didn’t. After I finished making wudhu and was feeling like a true souljah of Islam, I walked out, got my coat, and went out the door.

Ci Ci’s pizza is the loudest restaurant full of kids and yelling you’ll ever witness. And there was no back area in which I could pray, so I went out the door wondering ‘what now?’ I stood out there and was like, ‘Allah I made the effort to pray, but please can You find me a place where I can pray to You?.’

Well, just then, I had an idea to walk around to pray in one of the stores in the little strip plaza. I went into the store called …. I can’t think of the name, but it was a furniture store, and small one. Like rooms express, or something like that. I went inside, and there was a women at the desk. She was like, “May I help you?” I was like, Bismillah. “Yes, I am a Muslim, and I work at the Ci Ci’s pizza a couple stores down and I need to pray, but there is nowhere for me to do so in that building. I was wondering if I could pray in here somewhere everyday between the times of such and such, and such and such.” Of course I actually told her the times. Well she was just like “ummm” and I was like oh no she is going to like call the police or something. But she smiled and was like, “Sure, go right ahead. Is it going to take long?” I was like no.

And every day I found a spot next to the little bedroom displays and prayed nice and peacefully. I was so happy and proud of myself. Sometimes, the store would have customers. I would come in, and the woman would be like go ahead, and I would go pray. Well the customers would go from one room display to the other looking at the products and sometimes see me pray.

They would be like “what is she doing? That is strange.” Or some people would say, “Wow that is wonderful!” It was strange. One day, I was just about to pray, and one of the workers came up to me full of tears. She looked at me and was like, “I know you don’t know me, and I don’t know if this is allowed in you religion but can you pray for me and my son?” She told me their situation and begged me to pray for them… I was like umm ok. I told her I would and I did. But that was the strangest thing. She looked at me as if she really thought my prayer counted for something… I was touched.

Doing things that Allah says to do, no matter what gets in my way, really increases my faith. And I feel like I am that much closer to Him… Maybe, one day, I will do something and keep doing it until the DAY He calls us to Him. Maybe, He will look at my family and myself and say I know you well, and I know you know me well. Come and enjoy paradise…. This is my hope. Insha’Allah, we will be known to Allah for Loving and obeying Him. Because, you know if you remember Allah in times of ease, He will remember you in times of hardness. Keep that in mind.