Happy Muslim Mama: Was That The Weekend That Just Flew Past?

Getting cross-eyed from exhaustion as I write this, after a very busy, but satisfying, weekend. No guests this weekend was supposed to be mean rest, but as per usual, that doesn’t seemed to have happened.Spent Saturday visiting one of my closest friends who now lives in Mauritius, but was here with her beautiful little boy for a few weeks. Our planned quick half-hour turned into an hour and a half whilst we caught up and reminisced about our time working together as the two giggly hijabi’s of our office. Of course, she bought us lovely gifts from Mauritius which the kids went ape over (Strawberry Shortcake, Ben-10 and Spider Man T-shirts for the kids and a cute hand-made hold-all for me to take my killer-heels and latest read to work in).

Today was spent “booting” in the morning where I picked up some specialist cake-decorating pens that I had never seen before and some supplies for my brother’s wedding in October insh’Allah. I also found some Enid Blyton books (ten for two pound which Little Lady dived right into).

In the afternoon we visited a local charity bazaar in aid of a small Islamic school which began as a home-schooling group and just grew. I, Little Lady and my mother-in-law got our hands henna’ed (the first pic is Little Lady and I thought her henna looked the best):

Little Lady and Little Man also got face painting done and then washed it as soon as they got to my mum’s (I thought it looked terrible too): We spent the afternoon at my mum’s watching the Cricket World Cup final with everyone on tenterhooks. My mum has a pathological aversion to all sports and even she was hooked. Pakistan won and within minutes the main road near our houses had erupted into chaos with someone playing drums (the Punjabi dhol), music blaring and people on the road celebrating and causing traffic jams.

The evening was spent having dinner at my mum’s and watching my wedding video and laughing ourselves silly, which is usually what happens when the four of us sisters are in one room. So now I am home, the kids are in bed (although the baby keeps sneaking out), hubby and the brother-in-laws are still out celebrating somewhere, I have just sorted through the kids toys and my books (I am having a big clear-out of the whole house, a small chunk a day) and I am off to pray and then get into bed with my current read (New Moon, the second book in Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight series) in the hope that I can wind down a little.