Inside the mind of an immigrant
My pregnancy wasn't all glitter and gold like you see on those Instagram posts. It was more of nausea, vomiting, loss of appetite and constant fatigue. I'm not complaining. My son is a blessing. He's my little bundle of sunshine. My Noor. My reason to keep moving forward. Without him I don't know how my life … Continue reading Anxiety with a dab of postpartum
I gave you birthbut I did not give you life.You are not mine.You do not belong to me.I do not own you.You are nothing less than a miracle.A reason for me to celebrate.You are an amanat (gift) form Allah (SWT). An infinite, irreplaceable treasure that fills my soul with light every time your face crosses … Continue reading A mothers letter
