Monday, August 25, 2008

All I need is POSITIVITY!

Salaam Wa Rahmatullah.

Seriously, I'm one of the most pathetically negative people I know. I have to rise from the apparent chains I am in. I am so blessed, more than millions and should I not be thankful to Allah for that?

I have to be telling myself "I'm not feeling nauseous anymore".. (now that would be a biiig lie)... and I have to stop feeling this horrible metallic taste in my mouth (sometimes I feel as if something died in there- yuck- i know)

I am normally an active person, but these days, literally doing namaz seems to take a chunk outta me. Don't even get me started on other stuff.... and yeah.. did I mention I feel like crying all the time? I have get out of this hole I am going deeper n deeper into. Please Allah- please- help me.

Its never been this bad, this sickness. I'm never in a good mood because theres always this voice at the back of my head telling me to go puke my heart out.... I could go on and on.. but I'm afraid my readers will already be pretty grossed out.

gosh, this is one crazy post. Gotta go before more tumbles forth. (pun not intended.. haha) Give little one some dinner, insha Allah. And me, I guess I'll just go hungry (hahahahahaha..... I haven't felt hungry in weeks!!!!) Allah Hafiz

8 comments:

UmmBlog said...

LOL!

Mood-Swings!! I seriously keep away from Preggies :P ..lol..

I don't know what's it like to be there..but then just hold in there! Just a few more months and it'll be ALL KHAYR!!!

Breathe calmly 1 - 2- 3 .. :P

MASS said...

well I guess Allah made you to "suffer" so inshaAllah you can have an obediant kid that will do you anything on command, think of the tough years as an excuse to live like a queen later on..

oye baeta get me those almonds and fried bannana chips.

khaki said...

Ummblog:

How nice.. you keep away from preggies (wait till...!) you're right abt holding on - on a serios note even breathing calmly ain't such a bad idea... thanks

Mass:

Hmmm.. living like a queen? How come I never thought of that? Sounds like a pretty good idea actually- and we could include some chocolate to the almonds n banana chips (lol!)

UmmAbdullah said...

There's a book lying around at home (I'm a work!) called "Calm mother, calm child". It's really a good book. Try to get a copy. The author, Paul Wilson, is called the "Guru of Calm". Abit of the stuff in the book is only there to make it thick, but the rest is good.

Subhaan Allah, one of the ways the author says is to have a "Quite Time", where one should ideally try to be in a spiritual state, and think about God (something like that)

Muslims obviously, have Dhikr and Quran. "And verily in the rememberence of Allah do hearts find rest."

You should try aromatherapy. It really works!

May Allah help you and all the expecting ladies during these times.
Ameen.

khaki said...

Thanks for the advice UmmAbdullah! Not to sound boastful or anyhting, but before i started feeling this sick, I did a lotta Dhikr n Quran n durood n stuff as a matter of routine... lately I've been unable to read like.. a word! (always nauseous, always lethargic) its crazy! I wish I could go back to my old habits- the calm you get from that is sublime!

The book sounds good, will see if I can find it insha Allah

And just cuz i'm curious- ur work soundz like fun. you're blogging- for cryin out loud! so exactly what do you do?

Ameen to ur duaas

UmmAbdullah said...

Hello! Still at work!

Urg, work is a glamorized term I like to use for my unpaid internship.

*sniff

Anyway, try lavender tea, and lavender oil.

Oh & www.calmcentre.com

UmmAbdullah said...

"Not to sound boastful or anyhting, but before i started feeling this sick, I did a lotta Dhikr n Quran n durood n stuff as a matter of routine... "

Hawww--show mar ne wali!

hehehe just kiddin

khaki said...

lol... well at least they let you use the net and don't block sites like blogger.

seriously - I'd never consider myself religious or anything (more like a dimwit who can't put a foot right if she doesn't pray) and anyways show marna for the past counts for nothing- its the present that worries me