My mum served him food without saying a word.
He ate everything, washed his plate and went back upstairs.
Five minutes later, he came down again.
“Mummy, please where did you keep my charger?”
Apparently, his anger only covered the distance between the sitting room and his bedroom. 😭
And Allah gives kids to whom He wants.
Nana Khadijah (radiyallāhu anha) was older, but she had kids for the Prophet ﷺ.
Nana Aisha (radiyallāhu anha) was younger but had no kids.
Whatever Allah wills, He does.
Ladies, try to outsource. If you have the means get yourself a staff. Get a nanny and a cook. Hire a chauffeur. Have as many housekeepers as you & your family need.
My point is you should always look for a simpler way to do things. Make your life comfortable, take care of yourself.
There's no award for wahala 😢.
Don't lose yourself in the process of making life easier for others. You matter too.
As women (and if we can) we should normalise relaxing and doing nothing 😌.
Tomorrow is Monday.
Fast if you are able to, if not earn reward by reminding others.
Remind, for indeed, the reminder benefits the believers (Q51:55).
Baarakallahu Feekum.
Hello Lola, I am a Muslim, and our spiritual tradition has a very deep approach to raising children. I want to share some tips from our scholars that will be beneficial to you regardless of your faith.
First of all, our theology teaches the concept of Fitrah. This means that every child is born with a pure heart. At six years old, she is not a criminal mastermind. She does not have a wicked soul.
If she doesn’t have all these, then what is happening? The truth is that she is just lacking impulse control and testing boundaries. By this, if you look at her as a manipulator, you will fight her. However, if you look at her as a pure soul making mistakes, you will be able to guide her.
Secondly, for every problem anyone faces today, it has been solved in history. The only problem is how to locate them.
A classical scholar named Al-Ghazali wrote about child psychology over 900 years ago in his famous book “Ihya Ulum al-Din.” In his section on disciplining children, he gave a practical rule I want you to adopt going forward.
He advised that parents should never push a child into a corner where they are forced to lie. When you ask a question you already know the answer to, her survival instinct kicks in. She cries and she lies to defend herself because she is scared of you. Stop interrogating her. Just look at her and state the fact. Say, I know you took this, and we are going to return it right now.
Again, another scholar and sociologist Ibn Khaldun addressed this exact behavior in his masterpiece titled: “Al-Muqaddimah.” He warned that when a child is raised with harsh punishment, they learn deceit, trickery, and lying to protect themselves. This is why she is covering her tracks and crying to manipulate you. The fear of a harsh reaction is making her a better liar.
Lola, do not attach a label to her. Do not ever call her a thief. If you attack her identity instead of her action, she will internalize it and grow into that dark label. Tell her the action is wrong but protect her dignity.
Make her return the item. Do not fall for the tears. Hold her hand, walk her back to wherever she took it from, and make her hand it back and apologize. The discomfort of returning a stolen item teaches a much better lesson than beating her will ever do.
Finally, I don’t know if you are a Muslim, but never underestimate the power of your own words. In our faith, we believe the prayer of a parent for a child goes straight to God without any barrier. Pray over her. Pray for her heart to be content and for her character to be straight.
Keep doing this consistently and the habit will break.
Allah knows best.
Plenty people picked pharmacy as a course of study because of their fascination with Formulation and manufacturing but all the hullabaloo is about clinical practice.
There’s so much more.
I have seen pregnant women feel ashamed in maternity wards because of poor hygiene.
And I have seen nurses wash them gently, trim their nails, brush their hair.
I have heard, in simple yet profound words, their gratitude:
“My baby will be born clean, thanks to you.”
I have seen a nurse pretend to be the mother of a woman with Alzheimer’s.
On her worst days, that patient would ask forgiveness from a mother she no longer recognized — a mother who was no longer alive.
The nurse told her she forgave her. That she loved her.
And in that suspended moment, I saw an embrace that healed, a deep relief before the final goodbye.
I have seen healthcare workers covered in vomit while holding a child’s head during a seizure, simply so the child would not feel alone.
I have seen nurses lift patients twice their size, with strong hands and the gentlest gestures — to wash them, refresh them, and give back a fragment of dignity.
I have seen a nurse cradle a baby born without life.
She washed her with warm water, caressed her, brushed her hair, dressed her —
so that the mother, who had painfully and rightfully asked to see her, could say goodbye in peace, in beauty, as if she were only sleeping.
I have seen nurses search for a pastor, a priest, a healer — anything that might bring comfort to a patient according to their faith.
I have seen nurses, in emergency rooms where fear is constant, run toward danger — rushing to a collapsed, infected patient to keep them from hitting their head — even at risk to their own lives.
And I have seen nurses work double shifts, without rest.
Leave behind children, partners, families — because care cannot wait.
Because ethics, duty, and love… come first.
If there is a profession more human, more noble, more sacred than nursing,
forgive my ignorance.
I do not know it.
Credit: Kell Kathy
Someone somewhere still remembers how unkind you were to them and reports you to Allah often.
And,
Someone somewhere still remembers how kind you were to them and consistently makes du'a for you.
Be the 2nd scenario.
And then there are those that say they love you but want to test your love for them or make you prove it by subjecting you to immense stress and discomfort and insist your tolerance of their behavior is the measure of your love for them😂
If you refuse, they say don’t love them😂