So if you haven’t heard this hit yet, you soon will…it became so popular on YouTube that it now is played on the Radio (which I turn up when it comes on cause I am a fan:) )
What is it?

PSY- Gangnam Style

While the original started it all…to me some of the parodies have been just as entertaining.

Here are my favorites:

1. Political

– Romney Style

-Obama Style

2. Educational
-Molecules gone wild

3. Just for fun
-I like this dudes parody, it makes me smile

4. Gaming
-my kids love to play Minecraft and here is a Minecraft version

Oh and just to warn you, excessive watching of the videos and listening to this song may make one break out in random dance scenes from the original song, it’s unavoidable LOL ūüėČ


A year in the works…




So I’ve been meaning to catch up on some posts here on my blog…but its been a year in getting them out…some I set aside because they were emotional to write about…some I just didn’t get to cause busy with the family.

But I hope to publish all soon and continue with more and current posts.

Check out a guest post on a friends blog that deals mostly with Turner’s syndrome…I wrote an article about Sajda having Turner’s and a congenital heart defect. This was part of Turner’s Syndrome Awareness month for this year.

Beautiful and Happy on their wedding day !

2011 marked the 55th anniversary of my grandparents. ¬†I am blessed to have had grandparents on both sides that truly epitomized the line from traditional wedding vows of ¬†“till death do us part”.

All these years, I never had heard or asked my grandparents the story of how they met

So on a recent trip with them, Sajda, and myself. ¬†I asked them “So, how’d you meet?”

Pop had come to live with his cousin straight after highschool in look of work. ¬†Up in Pennsylvania the only jobs were mining and other jobs equally grueling…and Pop’s dad didn’t want that for his son. ¬†So Pop said right after graduation he moved to Baltimore with his cousin.

Poppy in his uniform on far left.

He wasn’t there that long and he was drafted into the war, WWII. ¬†He served two years in Germany as a radio tech in a tank.

Afterwards he returned to Baltimore.

Turns out, the first time they met, almost never happened. ¬†They were set up on a blind date by Grandma’s best friend, Ruby who was married to Poppy’s cousin, Ralph.

Poppy ended up being late. ¬†He had been held up because his brother had been drinking and wanted to get in the car and go back to Pennsylvania. ¬†Pop wasn’t having that and was trying to get him to not drive in his condition. ¬†By the time he ended up at the party, it was around a quarter to midnight on New Years Eve.

From what they told me, they hit it off almost immediately…and went from the party to a friends house. ¬†Grandma remembers this person had bottles in the snow outside and told “everyone to help themselves to a cold one”. ¬†It was winter in the north, and plenty of snow to keep stuff cold outdoors.

Poppy liked Grandma from the start, even proposing to her that night.  But Grandma, a young woman with a baby, was a little more hesitant, but she said that she liked his personality from the beginning.  But Pop was inisitent, and eventually he convinced her to marry him, and ended up raising that baby, my Uncle Rick, as his own.

They married in July. ¬†And by October they were in California. ¬†They followed Grandma’s mom who had moved out there and because there was a lot of opportunities. ¬†They ended up getting jobs immediately at Hughes. ¬†After only 6 months they were back in Pennsylvania, but they almost starved to death and couldn’t make ends meet. ¬†My great grandmother had to send them money to fly back to California. ¬†They started working at Hughes again. ¬†Grandma found out she was expecting my dad not long after that. ¬†After he was born, she later returned to work, but he was only 6 months old and my grandma found out she was expecting again, this time my Uncle Randy. ¬†After that she didn’t work for awhile.

Poppy at times worked multiple jobs to provide for the family.  But somehow he always made things work out.

And as they reminsice, I can tell that although they had some hard times, that inbetween there was happiness in seeing their three boys grow up, eventually get married, have kids…and then their grandkids have kids. ¬† ¬†And through it all they were in it together.

Goofy Poppy, and Smiley Grandma...I love this pic!

Now Grandma and Poppy have  3 sons,11 grandsons & 2 grandaughters, 4 great grandsons & 5 great grandaughters  and still going strong.

I for one am glad that they were meant to be.  Forever your sunshine, Pumpkin!

***In researching symptoms I was going thru, I found I had all the signs of depression and didn’t even know it. ¬†I knew I had been overwhelmed and extremely anxious, but was in denial that I was depressed. ¬†Still I knew something wasn’t right. ¬†In my quest to help myself, I would like to share with you what others told me, or I discovered for myself. ¬†It is my top tips on how to deal with a depression from a Muslim perspective.


1.  Allah is number one:)

-This seems like a given but REALLY rely on Allah for everything!

-Trust in Allah, even if you can’t see the outcome, know that whatever is now will pass and it has a purpose.

-Make long Sujuud and poor your heart out to Allah about all that’s bothering you.

-Make Dhikr often

2. Do¬†Remember/DON”T Dwell

-Remember the good, the things you’ve accomplished, and your blessings…often. ¬†And don’t dwell on the bad, your failures, and problems that aren’t being resolved.

3. ¬†Don’t let your problems fester.

-Become an expert communicator

4.  Talk to friends

-Often they give advice, support, or words of wisdom that give you strength.

5.  Ask for Help!

-Don’t let shaitan convince you otherwise. ¬†You can always return the favor to someone else later.

6.  Nasheeds

-Music is healing

7.  Go Outside

-The sun, air, etc are all energizing and relaxing.  Often you will find yourself renewed by connecting with nature.

8.  Post IT!

-Post inspiring thoughts, hadeeths, or Ayats around the house

9.  Study the Prophets (PBUT)

-Most of the Prophets went thru hardships, their determination and strength to push on is inspiring.

10.  Seek Medical Help

-Sometimes medical intervention…either in the form of counseling or medication or a combination of the two may be necessary.

Also a good book full of tips is “Don’t Be Sad”

The worst day of my life was on the 5th day of my daughter’s life…

First, I couldn’t be there…and that in and of itself was pure torture.

2nd, although I knew she needed this surgery, it still was really hard to accept that at 5 days old she was going to be undergoing a very serious and complex surgery.

The day before I had to sign consent to the surgery.  A new pediatric cardiac surgeon at Vanderbilt explained the surgery, intially a bt shunt, but due to her arteries being ample size, they decided to go with the full repair.  They would place a conduit and repair her VSD.  The surgeon had a kind demeanor and answered all my questions.

I then signed the hardest signature I have ever had to sign.  I was placing trust in them that they would be successful, and my ultimate trust was that God would give her strength and heal her heart.

That night I don’t think I slept that well. ¬†All I could think about was that Sajda had not even opened her eyes yet in her short life. ¬†She was so weak those first few days. ¬†She had purple hands and feet.

During the surgery they gave me frequent updates.  When they took her back, when they put her on the heart lung machines, when they started, and all through out the procedure.   I am grateful that they gave me those updates.

I was at home, and spent most of the time in bed, I think that was the only way I could handle not being at the hospital with her. ¬†I regret not trying to find someone to watch my son, but honestly I didn’t have the ability to really think it out cause I was just trying to hold it together, be strong for her, be strong for me, and still care for my other four children.

Finally after hours, I think a total of 5-6 they were done. ¬† They were really happy with how the surgery had went and she was doing good by all accounts. ¬† I could not wait to go see her. ¬†I called my husband and asked him to pick me and our youngest son to the hospital. ¬†He picked us up and dropped us off, but due to work he couldn’t stay. ¬† We waited for what seemed forever and finally they let us come back and see her.


When I first saw her, I almost didn’t recognize her if it wasn’t for her Mohawk hair LOL. ¬† She was so swollen from her head to her toes. ¬† She had so many wires and tubes. ¬†Her chest had been cut open and closed. ¬† Her skin was yellow tinted and looked drained of life. ¬† It was hard not to be disturbed by her state even though she was doing well. ¬† I tried to be brave even then, but it was hard to see. ¬†Yet for me there was no other place I would rather be than with her.

For her daddy, it was too hard to see. ¬† Everyday I would go see her but he couldn’t bring himself to see her like that. ¬† I think that he knew I was looking out for her for one. ¬†I was almost mad at him, but then I asked him about it. ¬† He almost in tears talked about how hard it was to think about his new daughter going thru this, barely hanging onto life, not yet opening her eyes. ¬† He wanted to see her, but preferred to wait till she was extubated and breathing on her own again. ¬† So I went alone and spent time with her because it helped me to do that. ¬† And everyday she improved little by little.

Every night before bed I would call the nurses to check on her.  Then whenever I woke up in the early hours of the morning I would call again.  And later in the morning, usually after taking the boys to school, I would go to visit her for an hour, pump some milk to deliver to them and also eat my breakfast with her.

Finally she opened her eyes!

Finally she opened her eyes!

And then was extubated!

And then was extubated!

And then finally she saw daddy.  And I think it was love at first sight.   She stole his heart that day.