This is me as a child, I'm comparing how Isa and Ibrahim are and how much they I see myself in them each day. This was when i was at least 3 years old.  

Life gets rough and tough and people wonder what's going on,
yet here you sit and ponder about the day's outcome.
Subhan'Allah, where did the time go?
how did it go so fast? Wasn't it a minute ago that you woke up in the bright morn?
Now it's fading to darkness and you realize that the minutes went by so quickly, and
before you knew it the days past by as well as weeks and months to years
and you were once a young child now are a young adult.
and your kids are going through the same thing yet they are sitting there pondering about the life and here you are pondering about whether or not you will make it or not, meaning whether or not if they will drive you insane or crazy and all of that put together because afterall that's what kids do best, they drive their parents crazy, especially their mom as its their job to watch her and look at her and see what she's typing.

Right now as I type this, Ibrahim is looking at me typing this and asking me who I am talking to. Should I tell him it's the blog. My blog... yup... It's my blog. that's who I'm talking to. The entire world... It's a small world afterall...

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Bumper Boats, where's my coat?

Assalamu alaikum wr wb.

I woke up when Isa came into my room, he patted my face as he told me he loved me and told me to wake up as he was hungry. Glancing at the clock it read 9am and I groaned as i pretended I was still sleeping yet he pulled at my ears and my arm and said come on get up so i said ok ok just give me a minute. He said grab your glasses up there, pointing to the top shelf where my glasses laid and I said its not necessary as I went downstairs. Grabbing a cereal bowl and some cereal in it with milk and also some chocolate milk into his cup then bringing it back upstairs. I put a mat on the floor and told him here eat up as i laid down to sleep. Within minutes though I was fast asleep, i didn't wake up again until Isa woke me up again to tell me he was finished and needed a diaper change. So I woke up and made sure his bowl was empty and went to examine the whole house to make sure he didn't throw his food away anywhere and didn't see it. I even went as far as to checking all the rooms, including bathrooms to check and even downstairs and coast looked like it was clear. So then I went back up and changed his diaper. then i checked the clock it was only 10am. so as I was laying down, Isa layed next to me as he started talking to me, I understood little bits and parts of what he was saying but the rest I didn't understand though I pretended I did just so his feelings wouldn't get hurt because he's extra sensitive, subhan'Allah just telling him one thing will get him to go to his room to cry.

Well we were playing ball, and having some fun and it was just cool, that he was once so young and could barely move and here he was talking to me and I totally understood what he was saying and doing and I knew when he was trying to be sneaky, i just knew and it was because i was once that way or at least from what I remember myself as and I thank my parents for having patience to put up with me and still do :)

After awhile we went bumper boats with my husband Abdullah and my older son Ibrahim,
it was an alright day... a little sunshine in the sky and a little bit of wind.
there was a huge crowd at the place where it was, a party going on, and a lot of people playing golf and minature golf. There was only a few handful of people playing go karts and bumper boats so when we went there it wasn't that crowded. IT was hilarious and fun...though I was bumped right under the waterfall.... as I got totally drenched in, i couldnt move to get out or get away as I stood under the waterfall for at least 30 seconds to a minute before i figured out how to get out. We were able to be on the bumper boats for at least 30 mins or so because there was no one there, though right before we were getting off some other people started showing up so the guy let us stay on for another 15 mins longer and i was like wow this is a good prize 5 dollars for a 45 min ride...masha'Allah.... Ibrahim had his very own bumper boat, and Abdullah was in another with Isa and then I was alone in one. Perhaps I should have taken Isa with me, and if I did i don't think i would have stood under the waterfall for that long. SubhanAllah if Isa was not with his father i would have pushed him too but my husband didn't think so and I said he's a little kid, he didn't do anything except be there with you, and wouldn't want him to go through that.
Isa though did not like the bumper boats, perhaps he was just in one of those cranky moods, or whatever, but he was basically crying every time he got squirted with the water and i told my husband let him try to squirt us and we'll try to di rect the squiring just at you and not at him and as i kept getting my husband i would apologize to Isa saying sorry baby it's for your baba not you..... its just water..wheee..lol.. then the guy called us and off we went.

so then we went on the go karts as then i realized it hit me.. i was freezing cold...i was totally drenched as I stood up the water was draining away from me, my clothes were all stuck to me and these were very modest and loose clothes. I felt as if my hijab was glued to my head, and we did 5 laps of the go karts and that was good though the gas fumes made me feel ill.

then we went to a restaurant called Friendly's while we ate some mozerella sticks and french fries, and i had a hot chocolate... then we had some ice cream..... despite that i was cold, freezing cold, i ended up getting an apple pie ala mode, and my hubby got a mud pie mode. It was good but very cold and as I left i went to the grocery store and did my thing.
then came out and went home and well I put away all the groceries, and then i came here...
:)
my kids are settled on down.... asleep....
and where am i? here...where else would i be?

Ok ok i know this must sound a bit lame,
I changed my blog templates so I'm to blame.
I tried to fix the background and add a bit more spunk
And I think I made it sink down further that it stunk.

Subhan'Allah what am I to do?
Surely there must be something oh i feel so blue
Sure perhaps this poem doesn't sound right
Who cares? it's my blog, i wont go without a fight.
Ok, I'm only kidding, joking around.
I guess from the day I've had my brain has left me, and hiding to be found.
Perhaps I should get offline and read a book
Called "A Voice by Umm Zakiyya, " why don't you take a look?

I've always loved to read, though I'm trying to find the time,
Perhaps I should read now instead of writing this rhyme.
Though I feel like Jammin' Rantin', and Rave,
It's just my thoughts, my feelings, CHOCOLATE i crave!

So I'm listening to my son's programs tunes run in my head,
If they don't stop I'll go crazy and probably end up dead.
Tell me if you like to hear Dora the Explorer, or Blue Clues rock,
The Lazytown get up on your feet, as my jaws begin to lock.
Ya Rab! Ya Allah! Help me insha'Allah I pray,
That you protect my children and my family every day.
These tunes seem to be so easy to remember and learn,
yet the words of Allah, are in there, as I turn.
so here is my rant, my rave, my news of blue
My poems of life, my family and you.

so..... comment if you please and please be kind
remember Allah is All-Hearing,all-Seeing, do not be blind.
If you want, i'm still fixing my blog
have some patience, and i'll post more though i wont be a hog
I'll let everyone have their own say
afterall this is my blog.....come on out and play....
Yet make dhikr, dua'ah and pray.
ask Allah for forgiveness and not lead you astray.

:)