About Life, Parenting, Poems by me

To Moms of Boys and Girls

Today’s mother’s day post is dedicated to moms of boys and girls alike. Since we need to empower both genders and guide them towards the right direction, it is our duty as mothers to work on building a strong foundation for each. For humanity to survive we need to pass this message over to the coming generations. So here you go;

On mother’s day I address this to you

To moms of boys and girls too.

We need to empower them both

With calmness and maturity throughout their growth.

A mom can teach her son about appreciation and respect

And how women view things in a wide aspect.

She can help him realise and understand,

That a woman is his helping hand.

She can befriend him and make him aware,

That with compassion, understanding and care,

He can build a solid ground –

And true love can be found.

A girl can learn about patience and poise.

To be able to face life and its toils.

From her mother she can attain

Dedication, persistence and overcome any pain.

Along with him she can grow,

And hand in hand they will both glow.

She would share her dreams along

As they dance to their favorite song.

Hand in hand they will empower

Their strengths and stamina to bloom like a flower…

After all one could not do without the other…

Men and women do complete and compliment each other.

So to the dear moms out there,

It is our duty and under our care

That we raise harmony between him and her.

Teach them to accept and analyse,

Not to look at the other with despise.

Have them support each other’s welfare,

In order to maintain a healthy affair

And make their adult life become smoother.

We would also serve the generations that follow,

By raising children who are confident and not shallow.

That is why to really celebrate today,

We should stop and not only pray!

But we need to be present,

And guide them through,

Trust me, there is a lot that we can do…

We need to practice honesty and explain,

How life could be a serious game;

If played well, they will both gain –

And if not, the future would never be the same!

About Life, special occasions

To the Woman Who…

To the woman who is now a grandmother and has worked hard all her life until she has finally come to her retirement stage. She who has raised her children and is now able to simply be present in the given moment. She who has ripened along the years and became the wise woman people refer to. She who patiently guides others and calms the fears of the younger generations… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who is now a mother and who daily sheds tears of defeat because she thinks she is not up to the standard. She who holds all the worries of the world on her shoulders. She who tries to tend to her endless duties juggling work and motherhood at the same time. She who hides her fears as she wants to give the impression that everything is under control. That mother who might wish she could escape from those years and wants to fast forward her life because she thinks she will finally have some peace of mind. It could also be that other mother who feels she is missing out on her social and professional life simply because she wants to be with her child….. I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who is now a first time mom. She who feels that someone has pulled the carpet from under her feet and made her life stumble into pieces. She who silently observes the physical damage caused by the stretch marks that now smudge her body. That first time mom who is lost in the dark shadows of postpartum depression feeling guilty because she simply doesn’t understand how she can deal with all the craziness happening in her life…. I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who is now an expecting mother and feels swollen, heavy, and tired. She who wants to get over with the delivery and warmly hold her baby against her. She who might not be aware of the pain she will go through. She who wearily walks by feeling unhappy – despite her excitement- about all the body changes she is experiencing… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who has never been able to become pregnant and experience the magical beauty of feeling her unborn child within her womb. She who has sobbed in sorrow everytime she knew she missed her chance of getting pregnant. She who longed to have that child to cuddle, caress and embrace with love and affection…. I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who has lost a child, a friend, a parent, or a partner. She who might have cursed fate for choosing her above the others. She who will never understand why she had to pass through such a horrendous experience. That woman who then pulls herself up, strengthens her faith, and just moves on. She who is filled with courage, firmness, and power soon realises that life goes on. With a broken heart and shattered dreams she also carries on… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who is now a wife. She who has just argued with her husband thinking he doesn’t understand her needs. She who wonders why she even thought of tying her whole life and happiness to a man. She who still has dreams and ambitions which she thinks have evaporated into thin air. She might not know that through communication, one day she will get there… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who has not yet met her lifetime partner and wishes she could live a love story one-day. She who still dreams of walking down the aisle with a charming man at her side. She who might be struggling with weight, personal, or even psychological issues… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the woman who might have been neglected and criticised by the society due to a certain incident. She who had to carry the blame of others. She who had to face those challenges on her own. She who had fingers pointed at her… I salute her because she has struggled!

To the little girl who is mesmerized in her own world. She who plays the different roles of a woman as she grows. She who thinks of fairy tales and dreams of rides on glittery unicorns. She who fantasizes about dreamlands and flutters around the house like butterflies. She who stands firmly to the ground speaking of her likes and interests… I ask her to find that beautiful woman inside. Find her strength, tackle her weaknesses, come over her struggles, fill in her self esteem, swarm in the beauty of womanhood, and not hinder her power to the hassles of life.

It is high time that we learn to support our fellow women. Learn to avoid negative criticism. Learn to spread positivity. Learn to be non-judgemental. Learn to accept the other!

After all, we all have our imperfections, our pains, and our apprehensions. As I have grown from that little girl into motherhood, I have learned a lot about us; women.

The least thing we would want is conviction! That is why, for International Women’s Day I salute each and every woman out there, and ask for transparency and empowerment!

Parenting

A 21st Century Mom

I am a mom of the 21st century. I freely exhibit my rights and call for equality. I put my family as my priority. At the same time, I work, I socialize, and I tend to my children’s activities. Every now and then, I try to exercise as I believe in the importance of maintaining a healthy mind and body. I even participate in a variety of events that are related to my inner and outer growth. I set commitments on my shoulders, and I constrain myself to deadlines. I squeeze in a few moments for myself every few months, where I might just go shopping, hang out with my girlfriends, or even have a spa treatment.

Then, I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. As a teacher I have piles of corrections, proofreading, and planning. I enjoy my classes and I am attached to my students. Even when I am not at school, I carry their responsibilities and successes along with me. I encourage them, meet with their parents, and follow up on their performance. Every year, I make it a point to influence a positive change in them – as much as I can.

Then, I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I take my children to activities, plan play dates, invite their friends, and prepare food and healthy snacks. I run around jumping in and out of stores. I arrange birthdays, gatherings, and outings, and I find great pleasure in doing so.

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I am fascinated by the advanced technology and the facilities we currently have. I find myself attracted to it, mesmerized by its promptness, and indulged in it. I try to set limits of its use and consumption. I also despise having it take control of my life, and I find this challenging and exhausting. I realize how essential its usage is, but I am also aware of the dark world that silently sleeps behind waiting for a chance to strike back.

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

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I am a mom of the 21st century. I blog about motherhood and the confrontations it brings. I share my humble experience with the world as I believe in cooperation and giving hope to others. By doing so, I work on establishing a better world. I also plan recreational and educational events that help women gain self-realization, reach better accomplishments, and realize great attainments. I reinforce women’s empowerment and guidance because we are the ones who are responsible of steering the coming generations into the right direction.

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I choose to undergo a cesarean or have a normal delivery. I have the choice of breastfeeding or providing my child with formula milk, and to that I might be judged. As much as I care about providing my children with nutritious organic food, I always wonder if the products we feed them are actually healthy! The guilt of not knowing what is best for them actually tortures me!

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I help my children with their school work. I follow up on their progress. During the day, I try to squeeze in a few minutes for each and every one of them as it is important to be there for them. I try my best to empower them, educate them, and transfer our virtues over to them. I argue with them and dispute with them just to make sure that they will lead the right way as they grow and mature. My heart aches whenever I fail to ease their pain or lessen their worries. Many are the times when I struggle with my late night thoughts that try to impose shame upon my shoulders. I put a lot of effort from my side to set limits to their endless chaotic effect that shakes my inner peace and returns me back to square one in parenting!

Oh my! I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I travel to different countries and visit new locations. I do a thorough research before visiting a certain site to make sure that after this experience we come out with a new notion and a personal evolution. I pack and unpack. I prepare our luggage knowing exactly what each member of the family needs, and off we go!

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break.”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I find great pleasure in books, create stories through my words, get lost in museums, and attend plays and art exhibitions. I work hard on transmitting the love of worldwide culture to my children. I strive to make them appreciate civilizations, values, and traditions. I want them to learn to accept others and treat people in a fair way, spreading forgiveness and love to the outside world. I never knew how difficult it is to have children value integrities.

I look at myself and think, “This tired mama needs a break.”

I am a mom of the 21st century. I know what it means to be a single mom since my husband travels a lot. I carry the load of the whole household upon my chest and heart. I try to balance my presence among them during their father’s absence. I pray for more patience and understanding as I silently and eagerly count the days for his return.

I look at myself and think,” This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century. From time to time, I take pleasure in going out for drinks, dinners, receptions, and parties. I put effort to dress up, and have my hair, nails, and makeup done. I quickly keep an eye on the latest fashion and I purchase whatever I feel I need to possess. I also participate in any volunteer work trying my best to offer a helping hand to all those who are in need.

Yes, I do look at myself and think,” This tired mama needs a break!”

I am a mom of the 21st century who has put herself under the pressure of being Mrs. Do It All which is the trend of this century. Whether we are working moms or stay at home moms, we are actually loaded with endless duties. Here, I honestly do wonder if it is absolutely normal and acceptable to be overwhelmed and feel that I am always running out of time! And if I were to have that break, which one would it ever be?

If you relate in any way to the above mentioned situations, please do share this post on your social media to help moms who are struggling with their endless duties.

Thank you for your support!

Recipes, Reviews

Event Review; Piping and Shape Molding on Cupcakes

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What a lovely and successful event we had yesterday along with Sally Cake Away at Wilton Stores! We really enjoyed discovering our talents as we learned how to pipe grass, mold soft delicate flowers, and form cute bunnies using icing, fondant, and gum paste.

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Sally was helpful in guiding us through the steps as we set ourselves to some serious work. We had fun learning a few special tricks as each one of us added her own special touch to her art piece. Forming Mr. Bunny was a bit challenging, but with determination we had some cute results.

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In addition to all the learning acquired, the ladies won many prizes and received plenty of gifts. Patchi, Layan Emirates, O’cocoon, Racha Halllak Photography, Nails, Borders, and last but not least Wilton Stores have contributed in showering them with those amazing gifts and vouchers.

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Finally, each attendee left with a certificate from Wilton stating her productive participation in the workshop!

Well done everyone. You were such a boisterous group, and I cannot thank you enough for making our event such a success. You were all amazing, and I was delighted to see such hidden endowments amongst you.

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Cheers to more fruitful moments shared together!

For more pictures about the event, check thehelicoptermommy Facebook page and tag your friends to learn more about what we did!

Poems by me

I Have a Brother

I have a brother whom you might know

With a free spirit and an endless glow.

He walks the valleys from every side,

Up the mountain and down the glide.

In nature, he can soundly reside

Making it his home worldwide…

He ponders not on the past

Or think of how long something will last.

He cares less for what might come

Or what will change and become,

That is how he thrives in life – at its full

While sprinkling light with a generous handful.

Fear has no place in his heart

Even when things do fall apart.

His attributes come in heeps

Crashing the demon who speechlessly sleeps!

Selfless, helpful, lofty and sage

He can dissolve out any furious rage!

He is my mentor and my guide

Following me with every stride,

Ever since we were young

Making me tough, resilient and strong.

Years back, he taught me how to ride a bike

Taking me on an adventurous hike.

He even made me drive his cars,

Breaking down any worthless bars!

He made me experience life

And how to overcome any strife!

With him I shared any acute pain,

And learned all about being sage or sane!

His intellectual sparkle makes you enjoy

The presence and the moment of joy.

His vibrant energy pushes you to discover,

Your inner self and your own hidden power.

With my children he regularly connects

Showing them life in different aspects.

For him their admiration and love

Grow stronger and evolve.

He simply sets them free

To explore, experiment and forget the Me!

His presence amongst us is a true bless

As he easily untangles any chaotic mess.

People all over admirably chant his name

But he’s already out of this world and its social game…

I have a brother whom you might know,

Gleaming above the clouds with such an owe!

About Life, special occasions

2018; I pray for Love!

To welcome 2017 last year, I asked for a limitless year wishing you and myself unlimited experiences with all the meanings the word carries.

I was not aware that hoping for boundless encounters could carry negative consequences with them!

As a matter of fact, 2017 heaved me with measureless emotions. First, I said my final goodbyes to two distinguished grandmothers at the beginning of the year. Then, my compassionate uncle passed away just a few weeks ago.

Throughout the school year, I also had a lot of pressure as I was responsible of organizing major school events and different ceremonies related to the blog. On top of that, I was managing my family on my own due to my hubby’s continuous travels.

So emotionally speaking, throughout the year, I experienced a sense of loss, stress, and doubt. I even encountered that poisonous despairing feeling that would slowly crawl through my veins sucking out my positivity and zest.

However, my inner nature and spiritual soul refuse to comply and be submissive to such a defeat. I would not accept releasing my soul to my invading thoughts. The good news is that once they are controlled I become liberated.

How freeing it is to know that if I do not attend to a thought, answer it, or even identify with it, it literally ceases to exist. It is that simple; I let a thought be nothing, then that is what it will be… nothing.

Once I free myself from those negative thoughts, I overcome whatever sadness, anger, or loss I experience.

That is why, people around see contentment and fulfilment in me as I endlessly fight hard on spreading white wings over the black veil of negativity.

It is not easily done as it is said, but with gratitiude, faith, and trust I believe that ‘this too shall pass’, and other challenges will come along. Through those losses and experiences, I learned a great deal about myself.

That is why, I would not limit myself to a year and label it as my worst or my best. After all, every single day has its own bitter and sweet moments. Some are more aribtary than the others, leaving a person shattered into pieces. However, no matter how difficult the struggle is, a person is forced to gather those pieces back, glue them into a new form, which could be more resilient than before, and just move on. Life, after all, is an accelerating train that waits for no one who does not show up on time at the train station.

I would not speculate what 2018 has for me or for my dear ones. By human nature we all wish for the best praying for harmony, health, and peace of mind. We pray for such attributes because they give us comfort and hope. They provide us with a sheltered reason to simply move on. Oh how I wish life was that simple! We would have been in heaven ages ago.

It would serve me no good if I ponder upon the past or worry about the future. It would not ease my pain or heal my inner wounds if I kept myself trapped in yesterday!

All I know and try to do is live and love that given moment, and continue to be grateful for the many blessings I am bestowed with.

From the 2017 experiences, I graduated with a new notion; the more Love I give to the outside world, the more peaceful I feel in my inner terrene!

So for 2018, I pray for Love!

About Life

On Death

Endless as the ocean

And wide as the sea,

I am filled with emotion

Thinking that can’t be…

Loved people come our way,

Then suddenly they pave a new road far away,

As they depart with no warning –

Leaving so early on a silent morning!

We tend to believe that we rule

As we decide, plan, organize, and aim

Oh how ironic, and how fool!

As in a second, there is nothing left to claim!

Death is a path – we all have to take,

It is so real, so daunting, and not fake!

It is the one that takes as far

Leaving it’s door wide ajar!

It strikes at once,

Warning you with every pounce!

It shows pride in its power,

Stressing it every minute of the hour.

It brings heavy silence with it

Pain, anger, agony of no limit!

It does not differ among the human race

Black, white, poor, or rich – as it knows no face!

But once we are back on trek

We humans tend to forget,

We fail to appreciate life at its full

Taking it for granted – all in a handful!

But then death falls on us with a thud

Wrapping its weight in a flood.

To remind us that it will always come our way

With no invitation, or a warning, or even a say!

And when they are gone

Only memories help us to move along,

Leaving us with shattered thoughts

But with a faith ever so strong!

It is life with all its irony,

Its beauty, its harshness

Its bitterness its sweetness –

Beating in our hearts tirelessly!

Acceptance is the key

Acknowledgment makes us knee

To what matters the most –

The Truth, and to that I toast!