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By Aaisha “Although I want to lose weight, it isn’t effortless; I can’t do it. It’s challenging. Sadly, I can’t keep a regular workout or eating schedule.” Like me, most women who have put on a lot of weight experience this issue. I find it difficult to exercise and eat regularly. I love good food, and I have a sweet tooth in particular. However, desserts are my weakness, and I occasionally overeat as well. I try to control my portions, but when the weekend comes around, my stomach grunts for more food. As a result, all of my efforts have been in vain. Sometimes I feel full, but the munching makes me think that way. Because I have a strong sugar addiction, it requires a great deal of effort for me to restrict myself. When I exercise or follow a diet, I feel amazing. Still, when I do not notice a change on the scale, I lose interest and depressively eat more, and when I finally get motivated again, all of the weight I’ve lost reappears. I have stopped looking at the scale since at

By Amna After months of waiting for good news, I gave up and left it all to Allah. His plans are the best for us. The news of my pregnancy came as a surprise. We were delighted and very grateful to welcome a new baby. But honestly, it does have a drastic impact on our relationship. One new human being completely changes the dynamics of two individuals, especially the mother. The mother loses her sense of self in many ways. This feeling profoundly affects the bond between the partners. During my second pregnancy, I would often stay sick. Back-to-back pregnancies took a massive toll on not just my physical health but also my mental health.   With my hormones all over the place, I would get upset over little things. I felt lonely and lost. I could not give words to my feelings and would cry a lot. In addition, these pregnancies led to numerous arguments with my husband over petty issues.  I would feel he could not understand my condition, and he would feel I had nothing to do but complain

By Aaisha The postpartum depression-the dark side of my life When I began researching this topic, I learned that it is never openly discussed in Pakistan and also worldwide. I don't know why people are embarrassed to discuss mental health issues. Physical and psychological wellness are equally important. So, why is it considered a pang of guilt? Postpartum depression has been a nightmare for me. I was completely unaware of it until Aaira was born; I suffered from it for extended periods, which dilated it. Going to a psychiatrist is considered a stain on one's personality in our society. Therefore I never thought of it. By the time I had my third child, I had deteriorated so severely that I was a dead person with no feelings, emotions, or even love for my kids. I used to be highly irritated by others, cry frequently, and shut myself in the bathroom. I would yell at my children and ignore their needs. I became so angry at times that my entire body shivered, and my body temper

By Amna Ayzel Ayzel, my firstborn, is the one who made me a mother. She is a lively and observant child. She likes to play peek-a-boo. She recently learned how to give a flying kiss. One thing that she truly enjoys watching is coco melon, and she calls it coco.  Whenever I was praying namaz, she would start praying with me, hug me, and kiss me. She carries her baby doll around like I have Zoya.  Zoya Baby Zoya, my little darling, loves it when we sit and talk to her. She cries at a time just so that we give her attention. Her smiles during massage times are my favorites.  I am excited to see the bond they will share, and I pray they cherish their friendship forever. 

By Amna Assalam Alaikum,  Hi, I am Amna, a mum of two under two. I got married four years ago and moved to Dubai. I have done my Bachelor's in Business and Management.  I gave my exams for my last semester after my wedding. I enjoy baking and have baked some very yummy cakes for my family. I have even done a few short baking courses. My nieces and nephews love the cupcakes I used to bake for them before I got married. I always thought of selling my cakes, but I need help finding the confidence in me. One day I might start this.  My first daughter, Ayzal, was born two years after my wedding. She brought with her so much sparkle that it filled my life with joy. Coming from a joint family living alone, Ayzal was a breath of fresh air. She is 18 months old, and her little antics is my entertainment source.  Then came Zoya, my surprise baby. She is just three months old. Ayzal was just over six months old when Allah blessed me with another baby. I was unprepared for her and learned abou

By Aaisha & Amna Log kya kahenge? It won't be untrue to say that almost all of us have heard this at different stages of our lives. These people are invisible yet very much present in our day-to-day lives. They have an opinion and pass judgment on all our actions. Therefore, they are constantly killing our happiness. "I want to take driving lessons." "No, what will people say? We made you independent. " "I want to continue my studies and work in a paying position." "No, what will people say? So, a girl makes more money! The husband or father cannot pay for the expenses. " "I want more kids." "No, what will people say? Is it easy? Please don't try to conceive again! The financial burden of having more children is enormous! " All these so-called people have had an impact on my personal decisions. It's not that we want to give them importance, but our upbringing has made them a part of our minds. They are always h

By Aaisha نوری محفل پہ چادر تنی نور کی نور پھیلا ہوا آج کی رات ہے چاندنی میں ڈوبے ہوۓ دو جہاں کون جلوہ نما آج کی رات ہے Eid e Miladun Nabi is one of the major festivals that Muslims celebrate. We commemorate this occasion on the 12th of Rabi ul Awwal. The followers of Rasool (SAW) celebrate the glorious day of the Beloved Rasool's (SAW) birth with tremendous zeal and passion and show their devotion to the Beloved Rasool. My daughter's school also had a vast Eid e Milad U Nabi celebration a few days ago. Teachers, staff members, kids, and parents were all accordingly attired. The girls were sporting gorgeous bright-colored dupattas with their white shalwar kameez. The boys were dressed in stunning white kurta pajamas. I attended the function along with my mother. A lovely recitation of the Quran Majeed with translation began the ceremony. The junior class student then recited the Hamd. Then the chain of graceful Naat started. My daughter actively participated in the Naat group a