Zenia's Glamorous

Motherhood is one of the most exhausting, selfless, and emotionally demanding journeys a person can experience.

A mother gives so much of herself her sleep, her peace, her body, her dreams, and pieces of her identity just to make sure her child feels safe, loved, and cared for.

Yet somehow, society rarely sees that part.
Instead, mothers are constantly judged, criticized, underestimated, and made to feel like they are never doing enough.
People notice the smallest mistakes, but overlook the countless sacrifices made in silence every single day.

No one talks enough about the tears hidden behind tired eyes, the mental exhaustion, the loneliness, or the pressure mothers carry while still showing up with love. They are expected to give endlessly without breaking, without complaining, without needing care themselves.

Mothers are human too.
They need support, softness, appreciation, and understanding not constant criticism disguised as advice.
The truth is, a mother may question herself every day, but the love she gives her child is one of the purest and strongest forms of love in this world.

This Mother’s Day, let's celebrate with DHEO not just the happy moments, but also the strength behind the silence of every mother who keeps going even when no one notices how hard it truly is. 💕

Recently, my email [email protected] was hacked, and I no longer use this email address. It is possible that someone created a fake Instagram account using that email, which led to my main Instagram ID and my main Facebook account being suspended and disabled.

I feel very sad about this situation, but honestly, I have been through similar issues before, so I am trying to stay strong and accept what has happened. My heart has become a bit stronger now. 🪨

If anyone has a trusted contact or knows someone who professionally works with account recovery or social media account-related issues, I would kindly appreciate your help. I would be truly grateful and will keep you in my prayers. 💕

My main Facebook account had many important connections, so I sincerely request everyone who sees this post to support me during this time. 😊
For now, I have not opened any new Instagram account.

Thank you so much for your understanding and support. 🩷



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My baby Arafu, you are the greatest blessing in my life, my biggest strength, and my deepest love. 🤍
I never imagined that such a little human could change my life in such a powerful way. From the moment you came into my world, I truly understood what real love means.

You are not just my child you are my peace, my happiness, and my biggest reason to keep going every single day. Whenever I feel tired or sad, just looking at your face makes all my pain and worries fade away.

To me, you are not only a baby you are my prayer, my hope, my future, and my whole world.
Every day, I thank Allah for blessing me with a beautiful gift like you.

As long as I live, I will protect you, love you, and support you so that you always feel safe and loved.
I promise, when you smile, I will smile; when you cry, I will be right beside you.

I love you more than words can ever explain, more than life itself.
You are my everything, my greatest pride my Rizwan Ahmed Araf. 🫶✨

Eid Mubarak y'll ✨️ 🌙
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I don’t really know how to explain this after such a long time. 😅

After my delivery, I went through a very difficult phase. I was struggling with deep depression, and during that time I made some very wrong decisions that I later deeply regretted. One day, in a moment of overwhelming emotions, I took 35 sleeping pills that were in front of me. The regret came immediately, and I ended up being taken straight to the hospital. I was admitted for four days before finally returning home.

Since then, I have been going through a long mental break. In January, I only managed to complete one piece of work, because I felt that before anything else, I needed to heal myself and step away from the toxicity around me. I also started seeing a psychotherapist, trying to understand myself and recover properly.

At one point I realized that maybe I needed to step out of my comfort zone and give myself a different environment. For my own mental peace, I have been staying in the village for more than a month now. I truly hope everyone will understand this phase of my life and support me through it.

I honestly don’t know how long it will take for me to feel completely okay again. But In Sha Allah, I believe I will heal, and I hope to come back to my work very soon stronger and better than before. 🤍

By the way, my little Araf completed one year this February, MashaAllah. ❤️✨️
Please keep him in your prayers and make dua for him. 🫶🏻