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A journey to encourage other Muslims to travel

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Having a moment of self reflection as I head towards my mid thirties. So far my thirties have consisted of a fair bit of issues around my mental health. Post natal depression, Anxiety and low mood being the main struggles. But they have also taught me so much. I’m learning more about my self each and every single day. My two beautiful little humans have taught me to love myself in ways I didn’t think was possible.
I was carrying my baby Nael in this photo. 18 weeks pregnant, feeling sick as a chip with no appetite whatsoever. I found it incredibly hard to be positive. I felt miserable during my entire pregnancy and those negative feelings also occupied my mind post baby. Post natal depression is no joke but now that he’s older, the negative memories are slowly starting to disappear. I’m grateful and fortunate to have the most adorable little boy in my life who calls me mummy. But I don’t want to forget about those ante natal and post natal days. I want to remember them so I can support anyone struggling, to raise awareness and to acknowledge that its not always easy. My DMs will always be open for anyone struggling with their mental health, including ante natal and post natal depression 🙏🏽
Oh, how I can’t wait to show Nael and Riah all the things this beautiful world has to offer ✨
I’m in quite a reflective phase of life at the minute so my captions might be long and boring but I’ve always used Instagram as a therapeutic platform so here I am🤷🏻‍♀️.
Since we’re not going anywhere anything soon, it’s about time I post some holiday posts anyway! Can’t quite believe it was FOUR years ago when we took a trip to Portugal for a few days. Oh how I miss the buzz of getting on a plane, the pure joy in eating different foods and the guaranteed hot weather 🥺
People ask me how it is to be a mother of two. How it has been going from caring for my toddler to also caring for a baby. I wish there was a simple answer or a straight forward feeling. I thought going from having one baby to two would be easier. And it is, but it isn’t.

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