<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846356744239818195</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 06:15:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>My 3 Sons--That Are Not Mine. =)</title><description></description><link>http://my3brothers.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mu'minah)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846356744239818195.post-3918415780121249010</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T21:55:07.677-08:00</atom:updated><title>Peace Tut!</title><description>I recently got engaged; this past April to be exact! And it's been a transitional, thrilling, and diverse experience so far. Observing everyone's reaction and feedback was especially interesting. My youner brothers, to my surprise, were allll&amp;nbsp;for it! immediately---I guess it took a while for the typical brother protectionism to kick in. Here's a vid my brothers and their carazy! friends [who come over to the house and BUG me, but I love em] made to my fiance, Tut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peace Tut!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JhVBGu45Gg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JhVBGu45Gg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846356744239818195-3918415780121249010?l=my3brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://my3brothers.blogspot.com/2009/11/peace-tut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mu'minah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846356744239818195.post-4512811472697000919</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T05:41:22.777-08:00</atom:updated><title>Is Today Opposite Day??</title><description>Arrrggghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was it that this morning before school, it seems the VERY thing I told the boys to do, would simply be a green light for them to go an do the OPPOSITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How very frustrating. "Go in your room Momo." He goes in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;"Come HERE Bilal." He goes over THERE.&lt;br /&gt;"You guys have to hurry up, move more quickly!" They take allll the time in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stated before.."arrrggghhh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are they toying with me?" I'm thinking. "Last week they were on point, dressed early, beds made and room clean in less than 15 minutes--what has been the breakdown?" As I surveyed my brain for the aversion in formula--it hit me! Well, for starters they didn't properly prepare the night before because I didn't stay on em to--after coming home from an event at my sister's school, it was pretty late, and I had a bunch of things to do--backed up because I didn't exactly stay on schedule earlier that day. "Aha!" I realized...it kinda...sorta...was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this has been a recurring theme in dealing with the kiddos...when I'm off, they're off. Whether my activities be justified or not. Everyone knows we women have plenty to do, and it can be a juggling act--but it really reflects on the kids when we scatter our energy or don't adhere to a schedule with discipline as we (or at least &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; -- I can only speak for myself) tell them to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick mental note "Get back on track and into your groove Mina." The Universe is smart like that. Energy is real and impactful. And we as guardians are the shapers of the energy we expect and desire in&amp;nbsp;our homes. A peaceful home, hence, starts from bringing a peaceful spirit. Ahhhhh...a humbling, most necessary&amp;nbsp;reminder to bring our A game! Mentally, physically, spiritually--and all the rest. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With peace,&lt;br /&gt;Mina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846356744239818195-4512811472697000919?l=my3brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://my3brothers.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-today-opposite-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mu'minah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6846356744239818195.post-4714668069886830631</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T22:12:26.646-08:00</atom:updated><title>Stay-At-Home Sista!</title><description>My name is Mu'minah. And I'm in a sorta unique but not that unique situation--I'm a stay at home sister....hehe....you heard right--sister, not, mom =) I have 6 siblings total but only 4 that live with me, and three of those four are full blown, 100% members of the male species. And with that comes...A LOT to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from FIT in NYC 2 years ago and instead of going into the corporate world (partly because I'm not the "corporate" type, partly because I couldn't decide what would make me excited to go to work everyday) I figure I'd be much happier and more content if I help my family gain the success and&amp;nbsp;financial&amp;nbsp;freedom we see in our future.&amp;nbsp;My little brother,&amp;nbsp;2 at the time, was too young to go to school, yet my mom needed to re-enter the workforce and bam! I was the perfect candidate for the Nanny job (minus the nanny money I might add--but ket's not digress). I could mind the kids and help grow the budding family businesses, perfect setup right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well me and the kiddos have experienced a lot over these two years, I've grown, they've grown, we've fussed, have downright fought, laughed, learned and all the&amp;nbsp;flavors in between.&amp;nbsp;And raising these bright--knuckleheads is part of what I do, So i figure why not share? I can turn the very thing that causes the most&amp;nbsp;stress at times into a fun and light-hearted release. And can celebrate those moments when I'm truly proud. They've taught me a lot about life, motherhood &amp;amp; parenting (when it's time) and have provided mucho entertainment. With this blog I intend to provide y'all with the experiences, lessons, entertainment and everyday happenings as we continue this sometimes trying, but ultimately rewarding journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and thanks for tuning in =0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6846356744239818195-4714668069886830631?l=my3brothers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://my3brothers.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-so-my-name-is-muminah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mu'minah)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>