The Day I Wrote a Check

(This post was written a couple of years ago and is dedicated to all mothers who’ve ever tried to write a check...)

So, it’s really busy business being a mommy. Whenever someone asks me what I do, I answer, “I’m ‘just’ a mother.’ And then I explain that being a mommy is busy business, but I rack my brains to remember why it’s a busy business… Can’t I do more with my time? (Answer is yes, but when I can’t….)

So, this is why I can’t do much more with my time….

Today I came to write a check for a bill that arrived in the mail. I sit down and start writing the check. Baby is hungry. I get up and put an egg to boil, come back and entertain her a bit to get her to forget her hunger. I run off and find another working pen, and start writing check again. Older daughter finally agrees to use bathroom. I get up to help her.

The egg is ready by the time we’re finished in the bathroom. I cool it down under cold water, and put it for Baby to eat. A couple of minutes later, Baby decides it’s nasty and lobs it over the side of her high chair. Big Baby (older daughter) decides she wants an egg too, and I hear the sound of an egg cracking in the kitchen. I run to save the egg and my kitchen and pour some milk for Baby. I retrieve the egg, let her drink milk, and give her some egg to try again. I sit down and finish writing the check, but the envelope isn’t the right size, so I get up to get another envelope.

I run to the kitchen to make an omelet that I’m convinced won’t be eaten by Big Baby, run back and clean up the once again lobbed over side of high chair egg (stupid me), and address the new envelope. I take down Baby, wash her, place her on the floor (upset of course, because she’s sleepy). And I finish the envelope!!! I run, make the omelet and run back to stamp the envelope. Alhamdulillah, it’s done and waiting to be mailed tomorrow.

By the way, much to my delight and surprise, the 11 pm omelet gets eaten by a hungry 2 1/2 year old Big Baby. :) yay! And thirty minutes after I put my mind to getting this item off my to-do list, it’s finally done. Mission accomplished!

Fatima Abdallah

Fatima lives in Northern Virginia with her husband and two daughters.  She is currently a full-time mother and part-time youth worker with MAS Youth.

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