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Sometimes you get tired of celebrating your own strength, because the truth is- it's unfair that anyone needs to be put in a position where that amount of strength is needed.
Sometimes that feeling of wanting to just give up becomes so overwhelming. And it becomes difficult, even painful to look at yourself in the mirror because you don't like what you say, because it's just not enough.
Sometimes you look around and you wonder what it is that you're doing wrong. You wonder why it feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders.
And then something comes into view and you realize that in fact there was never anything wrong with you.
You are strong and beautiful and you've beaten everything that came your way, and you're going to beat this too.
You realize there's so much to live for and you're needed more than you could ever imagine.
You realize that's its going to be ok.
Maybe not today, but someday.
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Heyyyy 🥰
For those of you who might not have noticed, I was MIA.
Why? Because as a South Asian women, more specifically as a Bangladeshi women I was/am stigmatized.
It's almost midnight, I've been contemplating reactivating my account for a long time but for some reason or another I haven't been able to muster up the courage.
But then I sit here today and I ask myself.....courage for what? Who am I scared of? Who am I trying to hide from? What am I hiding? What am I doing wrong?
And then I think about my biggest flex -
the people who ground me, the ones who have been telling me for months to continue what I do because it was always for me. Because it made me happy, it kept me going. Those very people that are always the first to tell me how proud they are of me.
Thank you ❤️
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What's something you have only recently learned about yourself that you wish you would have realized in the past?
I'll go first.
I've realized that I'm allowed to have boundaries and I need to respect them.
You'd think that came naturally, right?
But no.
What might be so natural and easy for many of you was something I had to learn myself.
And just like that there is so much that we learn and relearn in the different seasons of life.

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But did you remember to congratulate yourself on the progress no one knows about?
Honor yourself.
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FEBRUARY IS CHD AWARENESS MONTH

What is CHD? CHD stands for Congenital Heart Defect.1 in 100 babies born in the world has some type of CHD. And it is one of the most common of all birth defects. Over half of these babies are at risk of dying if they don’t get proper treatment/surgery.
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It’s very terrifying and devastating to receive news that your child has some sort of heart condition. But SubhanAllah, know that these babies are so resilient and so strong. Usman always astounded us and gave us the strength we needed to go forward. He had his first heart surgery when he was 5 months old and he came home in 4 days!
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There are many different types of Heart defects, some more rare than others. Usman had two. His Coarction of his Aorta was successfully treated with surgery Alhumdulillah. But he also had Pulmonary Vein Stenosis, a disease which ultimately claimed his life. There is no cure for this disease- only treatments that will prolong life until it happens again. But we can all do our share of raising awareness because a lot of people are not aware of what CHD is.
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I remember I would turn to google, I would seek online communities. I wanted to connect with other CHD moms so I could talk to someone who could relate. I was so desperate to be prepared for every little fight that was coming our way.
I found that the more research I did, the better I felt about everything because I was more aware and educated about what was going on. Alhumdulillah treatment has come a long long way and there are so many options and the odds are better than ever for children with CHDs. But there is still so much more to discover and find a cure for. The more awareness we raise the more people will be willing to help out and help find a cure.
I raise awareness for my heart warrior- My Usman💕💕💕

I have a confession to make today.
I often post about positivity but I don't feel it. I often post about rising above everything when I'm actually drowning. I might tell you to keep going when I feel like quitting myself.
Why?
I do it because once in a while, I come back to all of it. When I read what I've written, it gives me that little bit of strength and support I'm seeking. It gives me that push I need to keep going.
And I'd like to think that someone somewhere out there could benefit from it as well. ❤
I pray there is more love in this world.
I hope you find your peace, whatever that may be.
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