The title should really say, “the reality of moving to another country, reverting to Islam, getting married, and becoming pregnant.” It’s a mouthful to say, read, and comprehend, so we’ll keep the focus of this article to some of my big take-backs from living here in Morocco. This is life, right? Difficult to “figure out” and “comprehend” and most of the time the lightning fast time that fuels the chaoticism of our lives is actually quite faster than lightning and we find our
Alhamdulillah! Zouhair and I have been fortunate enough to be introduced to a fantastic baby doctor, OB/GYN through the use of social media. Expat.com is a website I registered with to speak with other expats and read forums to learn more about the country of Morocco through the experiences of other Morocco-based expats. I came across a thread titled, “Rules for Birth in Morocco.” I proceeded to read every word within the post and followed the read with posting a question abo
In America, if you’re looking for a new doctor, you either go to Google, call your insurance provider for a recommendation, or consult family and friends for a referral. After you’ve found your prospective physician you then proceed to call the doctors office, a nurse answers, and you schedule an appointment. You usually get a call from the nurse a day before your appointment to remind you of the time and location of your upcoming visit. In Morocco, you go to the pharmacist a
If you’re like us, the marriage process requires a bit more attention than usual and the process can be rather slow, especially if you’re not prepared for the paper trail and you’re in a foreign country.
Hopefully sharing our experience will help you if you are looking to marry someone that is living in another country. Our particular case was an American (me) marrying a Moroccan (Zouhair). The specific rules and processes vary from country to country.
Google is the first
When you imagine or dream of your future husband or wife, most of us have an idea in our mind as to how he/she will be. In my case, I imagined more of the personality traits that characterized my love more than anything else. Realistically, I assumed my future husband would be close by in my city or maybe in my state. I was incorrect. A friend of mine went on a work trip as a photographer through Rustic Pathways to Morocco to introduce traveling and life abroad to a group of