Get Over Marital crap,Get busy

Lots of married young women,and older women complain that their husband is emotionally unavailable. I know,it’s depressing. That cliché’ about the pre marital spark that goes off by time,routine takes over,and your life seems too boring and you may even be so depressed ,that you perceive it as a pile of shit.

This wasn’t what you had in mind when you said I do to this guy.He might have been honest when he promised you a life time of happiness, but something always goes wrong. Maybe in the upcoming lines we’ll know what it is.

Pregnancy comes with a package of hormonal imbalances and mood swings.Women can relate to that because these symptoms are pretty much like the menstruation phase. I don’t think a guy in the 21st century hasn’t heard of “mood swings” and all the hormonal crap the media talks about. But why do men seem that cold?

It gets a bit worse towards the end of pregnancy. Because you become larger, you suffer from abdominal pains and leg cramps and,you go the bathroom way too much!! And that’s the worst part, if he takes you out to dinner,you’ll excuse yourself to got the restroom like 10 times.

But that’s not even the core of the issue. Some men, are “embarressed” to walk around with their expecting wives. Don’t ask me how they even allowed themselves to feel that way. Women have sensors,they can feel and read between the lines even if there are no spoken words. So if the husband notices that his wife looks a little gloomy suddenly,he might be the cause ,or the main cause along with other fears related to pregnancy and this life changing event.

Regardless of how hard the husband tries to persuade his wife that non of the crap inside her head is true, she trusts her instincts. Even if she wants to believe him.

So ,instead of lying around,bitching about how your life is lame and how bored or depressed you are, Get Busy. It is the truth universally acknowledged,that when you keep yourself occupied,your focus will shift away from all the negative thoughts that drain your energy and waste your time. Or at least it will help you focus  less on what you hate about your surroundings.

If you’re pregnant,and you are physically unable to work at the moment, your friends are all working now and got busy with their lives,you can come up with a bunch of ideas to keep yourself occupied:

a. Write a blog, if you like writing and expressing yourself that way, do it.

b.Read a nice book

C.Play vedio games

D. Arrannge for some friends to meet up every once in a while

E. Cook,that’s fun

F.Play some music ( if you know how to play the piano or the guitar )

G.Go baby shopping (Don’t do it all at once,buy a few things every day)

H.Watch friends or stand-up comedies

I.Start writing a birth plan,it’s very important to let your OB know what you really want.

J.Stare in the middle of no-where and do nothing

K. Take a bubble bath or go swimming

L.Go to the spa (have a nice massage,manicure/pedicure soak,or a Moroccan bath)

M.If you’re interested,start planning a baby shower,plan a theme,the type of food you’re gonna serve,etc.

I got bored with listing things. You can do whatever you like to keep yourself happy and entertained. Be your own wind keeper ( A book mentioned in friends sitcom). If your husband is emotionally unavailable,inattentive to your needs or fears & shares nothing with you… its heart breaking. But not the end of the world.

Make him pay for it in your own special way. Some men need to step up and face their responsibilities,the hard way.

If having a civilised discussion or a fight,or ignoring him all together doesn’t help, Prove to him that you have other things to do in life other than thinking about him.

You owe yourself some happiness and satisfaction, think about all the women who got knocked-up by their boyfriends and had to face all the pregnancy phases all alone. Just thinking that there are others who suffer from stuff a lot worse than yours,can help you see things in a more realistic manner.

That’s why marriage is hard,you can’t expect your husband to be prince charming all the time. Hey,you’re not perfect either! Patience and perseverance is needed.

This isn’t a call for women to surrender and give up on their dream of having the life they dreamed of. In fact, I think it can be a practical solution to save your sanity,if you lose your sanity and become insane,you’re marriage is doomed to faliure.

Because sure as hell there can be good qualities about your guy,he can’t be all terrible (unless he’s troubled or has communication issues).You should always remind yourself that you’re living on mother earth,not your fantasy land. So your effort can be divided into entertaining yourself whichever way possible,and trying to

And know this, No bad deed ever goes unpunished.


To anyone who reads my blog

My son just turned 1-year-old today. That’s right.I have a gorgeous angel named “Ziad” who was born on this very day,a year ago,at noon.

I know that’s not a good reason for me to stop writing,but believe it or not,I lacked inspiration…

It’s not that am a terrific writer or anything,but if you take a look at my earlier posts,you’ll find a common thread between all of them. I’m intrigued ,annoyed or impressed by a certain issue . Having a baby was far more than any feeling I ever felt.

I tried to translate my feelings into words but couldn’t. How I felt when I first saw him,how my life went upside down the minute he came to the house,how tired and sleepless I used to know the story with first time moms. Lucky me I had my gorgeous mom with me all the time. She helped me with every single thing my baby needed. God bless her.

Now that my baby has finally developed a nice and bearable sleeping life just got a little bit easier .


One of the many blessings that came along with my son’s arrival,is that my relationship with my Dad has finally been fixed. We stayed for about a year with no connection whatsoever,no reason to state why now. The most important thing is,we’re back on track. I thank God for this, and then my brother. I remember correctly that he was so eager that my dad and I patch things up because… we both felt devastated that Ziad never saw his grandpa . I so badly wanted this to happen but I couldn’t approach him. My bro helped me a great deal.

There’s only one little bump on this beautiful road until now. Ziad’s father,isn’t really connected to him the way that I want to. Some say that fatherhood develops a little late in men,unlike women who were born “moms” … I’ll talk about that later.

All in all, I’m blessed and more than thankful for this wonderful gift named Ziad. I love you and I will always be there for you. You are my hope,and my sunshine,you’re my everything…My Boy


A Sense of Guilt

I can’t find the words. Ever since the revolution broke out in my country (Egypt), I had many issues inside my head that I wanted to write about, because so much was going on in such a short time frame. Things that were unusual for us-as Egyptians- to witness. Personally,I always wished for a revolution to happen,some kind of a modern version of the French Revolution.

For the first time,Facebook and twitter users were able to express themselves freely without fearing that the Secret Intelligence might be spying on them, or being charged with stirring or aggravating the public opinion. whereby, Many of my friends on Facebook started sharing news stories and articles, and we all participated and shared opinions, with no fear, with all due respect for each other. Many issues were coming up,and I held opinions upon each of them. But I guess Facebook statues and notes compensated WordPress back then.

It allowed better and quicker interaction,which was the most fascinating part for me, Maybe that’s why I didn’t blog ,because I have already expressed myself on the FB platform.

Nonetheless,I feel guilty for not writing here and using this blog. I’ve been blogging for almost a year now,and it had become an integral part in my life,something that I care and think about a lot.

Back to blogging now,Back to the joys of writing!


It’s been a while since I pulled myself together and decided to write a new post,my life has been hectic for the past couple of days, I even forgot my engagement anniversary. Neither me or my fiance’ remembered,although anniversaries used to be of such importance in the past,forgetting one was a taboo for us. But you know,wedding plans and stuff. it was so exhausting.So,meh…or blah

And it’s not like am a well-known blogger or something. I hoped to be one someday but then I changed my plans. About a month ago I was obsessed with being Freshly Pressed,I was obsessed with my blog stats I used to check on them every 2 seconds,I’ve waited for sometime and then I said Blah,maybe if I continue writing my crappy articles,maybe one of them will get picked,and if it doesn’t,it’s not the end of the world,it was probably never meant to be.

Back to the wedding plans, I had no idea these things were so pricy..I mean the furniture,the wedding dress,the wedding hall and all its accessories,the buffet menu and all that. that’s why fewer and fewer people are getting married in my beloved country. Turns out ,that my real dream wedding needed my dad’s and my father in law’s money-combined. Which didn’t happen ultimately, so I settled for something a little less than I wanted.  I might stop thinking about my wedding for a while,and thank God for what I have.I should think about donating to the less fortunate than myself. like the starving people in my country,and in the Sudan,and many other places in the world. All I needed was a bigger perspective that’s all..and again,Blah

I’ve a good number of draft articles here on my dashboard. Every time I start writing ,my mind stops halfway,I jump out of the chair and go do anything else but-writing…mehhhhh

What did you get out of this blog anyway??? nothing I suppose. Sometimes I like to blog about nonsense. Enjoy!!

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