Yeah so. Apparently I have a blog.
Hi!
I won’t bore you all with the details of what I have been doing (nothing of note) or planning (nothing of note) but I will mention just one small thing. It’s about 13 cm long and has been growing in mah belly for a few weeks. GAH!!
Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ve probably all read/heard/seen the latest DEBACLE from the NINCOMPOOPS at Queensland Health. Outrageous. Husband had his hand in part of the new payroll but I honestly do not know WHICH part but all I do know is it ISN’T the part that stuffed up! Even so, am waiting for the paparazzi to come a’knocking on my door. Need to make sure I wear something nice for the cameras and practice my “NO COMMENT!”
So Premier Anna Bligh decides not to say too much about it at all in the hope that it all disappears and instead calls an emergency meeting with all the Labor MPs so they can discuss – guess. Just guess what they’re talking about. Go on. Guess.
Are you friggin’ kidding me? Talk about a smokescreen. Do they really think we are that gullible. Well, actually we are because it’s the new talking point now. I’m not saying that state governments can’t do or act on more than one thing at once but PRIORITIES, people! This is like your teenage son coming to tell you that he’s fathered three children by three different women but what he really wants to talk to you about is SHALL WE HAVE ICE CREAM FOR DESSERT?
For goodness sake! Anna wants to know what Qlders think? Here’s what I think, Anna:
CANNOT WAIT FOR ELECTION TIME. ELECT YOU ***CKERS out.
Am getting a little tired with all the rubbishing of “born Muslims”
How often have I heard that it’s us “born Muslims” who mix culture with religion and it’s the convert/revert (can never get the word right) who have the true Islam because they aren’t jaded by culture (if they adopt the Arab one then that’s ok ya’ni) How often have I heard how born Muslims don’t know s**t about Islam.How often have I heard how convert Muslims will save the day.
AND to top it all off, born Muslims are sooo funny and hilarious because they always ask the white convert where they are from. Those stupid born ethnic Muslims think the white convert is from an Arab country. LOLZ!
Us brownies get the same question all the time. But not only from Muslims, but from non-Muslims too. We are constantly reminded that no matter how long we live in “the West” we will always be the other. I’m glad (and I really say this without any sarcasm) you white converts find it amusing and that the questions don’t (and probably won’t) ever affect you in the same way.
Beginning again
I’ve been blessed with 3 easy labours, each easier than the previous so inshaAllah, the next one will be a breeze.
It’s been 10 years since my first pregnancy and while by God’s grace I am coping reasonably well, I am finding that exhaustion comes more quickly and so does impatience. Some nights, after putting the children to bed, I fall into my own and I’m asleep within seconds. Yet I don’t know if this is the hardest pregnancy on me physically; certainly emotionally and mentally it’s been a lot more challenging. I am always torn 3 ways and most of the time I can manage and deal with it. Lately, though I wonder if I can handle being torn in a 4th direction. Already I feel as though I cannot possibly manage to give anymore. So when I have 3 children demanding of me RIGHT THIS MINUTE, it all feels so suffocating. GAH! “Leave me alone!” I want to scream.
Then there is the money issue. We must buy a new car. I say “must” but I suppose we can make do with two trips? Or just use the 2 cars we have. Alhamdulillah how many of us can say we have TWO cars. We are truly blessed. How much to nappies cost nowadays? Do I have enough courage to go cloth? What about baby wipes, nursing pads? How much more will our grocery bill cost? I must learn to forget about daydreaming of a time when all my children are in school and I can give more attention to the home and yes, selfishly, to myself – whether it be leisurely lunches with friends, who knows even a movie in the daytime! or even more time employed.
I have discussed with my husband sending my youngest to day care for the rest of the year (he will start full time school next year inshaAllah) but I wrestle with the idea. Children grow so quickly. In the blink of an eye, my eldest is already 10 years old and we must think about highschool! I don’t have much time before the onslaught of school envelopes my 4 year old. Then am I keeping him home for the wrong reason? Am I being too selfish? Would he benefit? His personality leads me to think otherwise. Would I benefit from extra time? Probably!
And yet despite all the worry there is so much excitement. A new baby! Is there anything that smells more beautiful? Is there anything more enjoyable than a house packed with noise and delightful screams from happy children?
I pray that all goes well, that baby is happy and healthy and a delight to all that lay eyes on him/her.