Step 1, 2, 3… These Feet Were Made For Walking… :)

My Dear Son,

Yes, those feet were made for walking, and, Alhamdulilah, that’s exactly what they’ve been doing since 31 March (about 13 and a half months old). 🙂

I think you were just waiting for your Dad to come home from work because on the evening of the 31st, walk is all you did, much more than you were walking during the day. Your Dad said it’s as if it happened overnight, like you just decided today is the day! From 3, 4 steps to, “here I come!”

I don’t know when exactly you stopped crawling, but I’ve noticed yesterday and today you didn’t crawl, maybe once or twice. It’s a whole new world again! 🙂 I have to be extra alert.

Right now we’re watching videos. I try to let you watch videos of the Arabic alphabet and Arabic numbers everyday as well as play Surah Al-Ikhlas regularly in the hope that, in shaa Allah, this will make memorisation easy for you. I’ve also started playing the 99 names of Allah SWT. Earlier you were quite enjoying learning new words on a video of Baby Einstein, which you weren’t interested in before. I hope I’m not letting you watch too many videos. I think it’s a better alternative to TV though.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this in earlier posts, but you’ve finally befriended Mr. Vacuum Cleaner. I’m now able to vacuum worry free :). You like to press the button on and off. Not always funny when I’m in a hurry. You’re not too fond of Mr. Blender though. Lol. If he squeals too much you get annoyed. I guess you don’t like too much noise, unless you’re making it ;).

I’ve been running out of ideas to keep you busy and entertained. So I looked up some fun things ( and it’s worked Alhamdulilah. Such simple things that make you happy :). All I did was take empty water bottles, which we have soooo many of, and fill them with different things to create different sounds and colours. I filled one bottle with pieces of foil, another with rice, another with coconut and another with tumeric water (due to lack of food colouring ;).) And voila! We have a happy, entertained boy, despite the fact that he does have two boxes of toys as well. But it’s the little things that count ne ;). Tomorrow, in shaa Allah, you’ll have a bubble bottle (with dishwashing liquid), a coin bottle and maybe a paperclips bottle :).


You’ve perfected the “Where’s he, where’s he?” game, even modified it. 🙂 You also randomly initiate the game yourself. And, my favourite – something your Dad taught you – Alhamdulilah, you raise your hands in dua when you see us performing salah, especially at the end of salah, and when you hear Arabic :). Ma shaa Allah.

May Allah SWT guide, protect and watch over you as you explore a new view of His world. Ameen.

With love,



No More Poo! Yeah! :)

My Dear Son,

840 wipes.

80 nappies.

2 weeks.

That’s pretty much what we’ve gone through after our Malaysia holiday. Phew! Alhamdulilah, we’re now back to normal days in Arabia.

Just over 13 months old. What’s new? You’re taking more and more little steps, Alhamdulilah. A few days ago, your Dad came up with a little game where we dangle something in front of you, usually your toothbrush, (after he struggles with you as he brushes your teeth), and use it to motivate you to walk to us. So you end up walking between your Dad and I until you get tired, or we do :). You prefer to leap and run though as you get so excited. 🙂 It’s a nice before-bedtime routine and much fun 🙂 and it’s really helped you gain the confidence to get those feet one before the other. You are standing quite confidently on your own these days Alhamdulilah.

Linguistic comprehension. Dada, Mama, Papa, Baba, Daddy, Chicha (Dad’s brother), there, three, hamdulilah (somewhat), hello and some repetition of words you hear.

You can say ‘hello’ and put your hand – or whatever item is in your hand – by your ear as if on the phone. Sometimes you even babble an actual conversation. You like to take my cell phone and put it by your ear as well, when you get the chance. I don’t know how or where you learned to do this.

You understand clap, wave, kiss, but sometimes get confused.

Play. You play more by yourself these days Alhamdulilah, making a lot of noise as you crash one item into another. The other day it looked as though you were cooking, lol, as you used a plastic thing to crush some invisible stuff in a container. You also like playing with your spoon and plastic container. It’s amazing how these simple play things entertain you. Just the way you play too is amazing. Such simple play.

You continue to be very analytical in your playing, fitting different things together, figuring out how things work, how they open and close, like zips and keys in keyholes (the other day you were getting so frustrated because you couldn’t figure out how the key works). It is something I would like to remember for years to come inshaAllah. Perhaps it’s a special skill we need to nurture.

Mischief. Toilet paper rolls, tissues, things being knocked over. A super fast mischievous little explorer on the lose. The other day you knocked over your Dad’s drink before he could catch it! You’re continuously trying to reach for things, like shaking your drawers to get the items on top to fall, just as long as you can get to it, or pulling the blanket to you in order to reach those tissues on the bed. Analytical thinking, I’d say. You also have a super fast eye for seeing things you shouldn’t, like when we’re trying to hide something from you. You know just when to look!

You’ve got this new habit of eating cement and/or paint that you scratch off the bottom of the walls. Ai! Everything goes in the mouth. I have to be really quick to get to you before you swallow.

Alhamdulilah, you are getting used to me ‘ignoring’ you as I perform salah, as long as I don’t take too long. I think you realise when I’m in the tahiyyat position that I’m nearly done. You tend to get impatient at this point. But Alhamdulilah, things are much easier now.

We look forward to many more little steps and joys to come. Ameen.

With love,

Aah, the lessons you teach me…

My Dear Son,

On the 16th September you will, inshaAllah, be 7 months old. Already, you have conquered so much, learned so much and done so much in the few months of your existence: smiling and laughing, rolling over from your tummy to your back and vice versa (shoo! I have to keep a fixed eye on your roly-poly moves. Many times you’ve nearly rolled off the bed!), uttered your first words  (mama, dada, baba, papa, paf, aa, a), almost able to sit completely unassisted (you can do this now for a short while), eating and tasting a variety of flavours (though you had an early but brief introduction to this at 4 months and you took to it nicely), grasping, banging, dropping your toys (we sometimes make you pick them up yourself) and switching them from one hand to the other.  SubhanaAllah! Your world is an exploration free of fear or limits. May Allah, Most Merciful, protect you always. Ameen. You will inshaAllah be crawling soon, teething, walking, talking… I anticipate your many surprises to come. I excite at the blessings you will bring. I look forward to the many lessons you will teach me. Ameen.

Aah, the lessons you teach me…  I know that it is actually Allah, Most Merciful, teaching me through you, my son; and it is through Allah’s Love and Mercy that I am recognising and learning the lessons you teach me.

Since your birth, I have learned about patience and appreciation. You teach me to not rush too much, to not rush your progress, to appreaciate your journey. To value you as unique, too special to be compared. You have taught me to appreciate the different people in your life, the people that love you and want only the best for you.

Since your birth I have learned more about our Allah, Most Merciful, about my salaah, about my connection with Allah, Most High. SubhanaAllah! You teach me about Allah all the time. You teach me that though I love you so and worry about you all day and night, Allah, Most Merciful, is and will always be more important. Allah is Greater than my worry. You teach me that Allah, Most Merciful, is your Babysitter when I am with you and when I can’t be.

I remember and forget some of the lessons, especially the ones about connecting with Allah, Most Merciful. Though I understand the lessons, it is difficult to always practice them because my mind is often busy worrying about you. But Allah, Most Merciful, is All Knowing and Wise.

As I put you to sleep through words of remembrance of Allah, Most Merciful, you help me to constantly keep Allah alive in my mind and on my lips. Just another one of the ways you bring me closer to The Ultimate Love.

You are sleeping now, so soundly. I am so careful not to wake you as you are still learning to fall asleep on your own. May the angels be with you always. Ameen.

With love,