Muslim Family Blog | Ruqaya's Bookshelf

“Comparison is the thief of joy.” I’ve been reading Rising Strong by Brené Brown for the last two months (one of the perks of having kids is that ...

When you conceive a child, your hopes and dreams for that child overwhelm your heart. You discuss with your partner the way you’ll raise him, wha...

We don’t snack on anything in the grocery store before we buy it, no matter what. That’s a rule that I’ve had in place for my daughter and myself...

Over the past few years as I struggled to teach my daughter good habits, I came to the realization that the only way she could really learn was t...

This article was originally published in The Message. I’m one of those parents who stares at her kid as she sleeps. I notice every curve of her ...

This piece isn’t really about eyebrows. When my husband was killed, so many things in my life immediately changed. I had no time to get used to ...

A letter to my daughter. It was physically impossible for Maryam (as) to be pregnant. It was ‘impossible’ for the sea to split in half for Proph...

To my daughter, We were at your cousin’s house and his father rang the doorbell. Your cousin, as he ran towards the door, yelled “Baba’s here.” ...

Ahhh the familiar scent of the sweaty dungeons of hurtful, unsolicited advice that push people away from the faith. How I loathe thee. Chances a...

We all love a good deal. We search through the clearance racks and bins to see if we can find things at a fraction of the original price. There’s...

We’re always in a hurry, rushing from one meeting to another. One playdate to another. One phase of life to another. Remember the story of the to...

Today I visited a special tree. It’s a tree that my friends planted on behalf of my deceased husband in a park that he and I used to love going t...