Bismillah
As Salaamu alaikum,
I open my eyes at 3 am and stand up. I lift my hands to the sky and stretch as I say my morning du’a /prayers. This is my time with Allah. I turn on the shower then use the toilet super fast. I shower then rub myself down in essential oils blended with argon, grape seed, and olive oil. I brushed my teeth and hair in the shower so now I am almost ready. I dress in the outfit I picked out the night before and add earrings a necklace and shimmery lipgloss. I put a thin layer of Kohl in my eyes. I am ready to be embraced by my Lord. This is my time. This is when I lay my burdens down and lose all sight and concern for self. I go to my special place and stand before my Lord. My nurturing and loving Allah. Here I am Lord engulf me in your spirit. Memorizing Quran is tough. Please help me eat through one more day.
Then I sit open my mushaf and memorize. Then I revise with a friend from 4:30-5. Quran class is 5-5:20 am Mon-Thur. My 2 year old wakes up around the start of class or right before. She sits in my lap and makes faces at the camera as I try to concentrate hard enough to remember yesterdays lesson despite the antics and giggles of a 2-year-old.
After class I make my next post for this blog then I teach a 1-1 tajweed lesson. Its rewarding to help another sister get closer to quran. I begin to feel the rush tugging at me and I start ticking my body moving my shoulders up and down getting ready for the morning rush its going to be wild today but the time will pass and I will succeed.
6:15
Ready. Set. Go!
Two sunnah rakats then FAjr salat. Complete with dhikr.
Alarm goes off I grab my phone turn off the alarm and turn on zoom for my daughter/son to have her/his Quran lesson. The child i s set I go and put a load in the washing machine. Then I make breakfast we eat at 7 and I want to be able to go to the Kroc center today. So I pack a snack bag for three because who even know who will have to come with me.
Its 6:47 why is the time passing so quickly. Time for morning Awrad. I hop on the stationary bike with my 📿 rosary in hand. I Imagine I am riding through a field of wildflowers glorifying my Lord all the time. Done. I hop off the bike. Its already 7. Anyone who isn’t awake I wake them now inticing Them with the promise of a warm meal ready to go. I put on my headphone And turn on whatever sura I am working on. Time to revise. I take the two littles. Dress them. 2 minutes if the clothes are ready 4 minutes if the clothes aren’t ready. Wash their faces and hands. Then sit them down to eat. —— How did you manage to get food in your hair dearest and food down your back. I change one or both of their clothing again.
7:40
MAn Im late! Time warp. I go to the family room barking orders at tiny people the whole way. Do this. Don’t do that. Im gonna get you later! Giggles and litter pattering feet seem to echo all around me. I love it. 💕 In the family room I give my sone his lesson then make sure my oldest is revising her Quran. I stop moving long enough to take three deep breaths and slow my heart. The sound of Husary plays the headphones and reaches into my spirit. I can do this. My som has his lessons now I can go I drop the kids and school and talk myself out of going to the Gym. I want a nap
9am I take a nap
To be continued…
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