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Woulda Coulda Shoulda

I shoulda seen it coming.  I felt Musfira make a tiny little gagging sound as I held her over my shoulder.  After all, I have three children.  I know how ominous one tiny *herp?* from a child’s mouth can be.  Sometimes that’s the only warning you get before herp turns into full-out hurl.

I could’ve acted faster.

Instead, I waited half a second and, just as I was turning Musfira around to check if she was ok, she threw up- and the motion of being turned created a beautiful, semi-circular arc of vomit that spread outwards from her mouth to the far reaches of the bathroom.

I nodded to myself in acknowledgement of my folly, sour milk dripping from my clothes.  She threw up again, and then tearfully turned to me and asked, “momma, my nose throw up?”

Yes dear, it did.

Everything was hosed down.  This morning, it was hosed down again.  And as I took stock of the dried (and curdled) milk on my shoes, I remembered something funny.  A friend of mine once posted a list, “You know you’re a mother when…” and one of those entries went something along the lines of:

You know you’re a mother when catching vomit in your hands is a cause for celebration, not disgust.

Musfira was recently sick, and HF and I were sitting with her in bed trying to soothe her.  Suddenly, she herped, and because HF and I were both on guard for these things, he quickly picked her up and turned her face away from the bed, and I leaned forward and held my hands out.  Then, she threw up in them.

This is me catching vomit.

This is my vomit catching face.

It was beautiful-  the timing, the execution, the flawless teamwork  in orchestrating such an advanced parenting maneuver.  No vomit on the bed, the floor, or HF.  We would have high-fived if my hands weren’t otherwise occupied.

There’s a little something catching in Dubai right now- when the seasons change and the blistering summer winds turn to the toasty winter winds, germs get all excited about being able to use the sidewalks for once, and they come out to play.  So Khalid and Iman both have low-grade fevers, and Iman is complaining of an ear that “goes boom boom” when she swallows or drinks.  Musfira’s stomach is upset and her nose threw up.  And HF isn’t feeling too well either.

Hey, for a change, I feel fine!  True, I did follow my breakfast with a 9am nap that last until 11:30, and maybe that’s why I’m feeling all peppy and energetic- even about being vomited on!

Really though, I’m just so excited by what’s happening with the GoFundMe campaign- one amazing person- just one- added 2,000 dollars.  Another one person added 450.  I feel almost giddy with excitement and relief.  AllahuAkbar.  Alhamdulillah.

May Allah bless everyone last person and every last cent donated, anonymously and not- and give me the chance to thank each of them personally in Jannah. Ameen.

5 Thoughts on “Woulda Coulda Shoulda

  1. May Allah (SWT) give Musfira shifa–Khalid and Iman too, ameen. May Allah (SWT) bless you and your family, ameen. It’s so beautiful to see how both you and your husband work in sync as a team. Alhumdulilah–may Allah (SWT) bless both of you, ameen. This post made my heart smile.

  2. Oh man. Noses throwing up is the worst. Inshallah the savages will be well again soon.

  3. Not a loser on December 10, 2013 at 6:17 PM said:

    Asalaamualaikum sister i wanted to share something with you i feel i am very immature i am not able to think like people of my age think my mumma nd my all family members tell me that i am very immature nd everyone is fed up of me including Nouman ali khan initially he used to respond to my questions related to religion but now he has also stopped responding i just wanted to ask you perhaps dis is a silly question but how to get mature ?i thought maturity comes with time nd we dont have to do anything but my momma says we have to work towards it if i am immature is it my fault ?will Allah be angry with me ? I also have temper tantrums nd i am not able help momma because i have to study nd i cant concentrate on both things at a time 🙁 nd worse is i looked up in net nd i feel i am suffering from ADD

  4. Not a loser on December 10, 2013 at 6:20 PM said:

    ADD is attention deficit disorder

  5. AssalamuAlaikum Sister Not a Loser 🙂

    The answers for every question that you have- about yourself, about responsibility, about patience- they’re all in two places- the Qur’an and Allah. One can be reached on your bookshelf, the other through your raised hands. Allah has power over all things, and if you want your personality and your heart to be changed, ask the one who’s in charge of your soul. 🙂

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