28Jan
2013
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Role Reversal

Head-achy and cranky, I circled the parking lot twice before finally finding a spot. A tiny one at that. Craning my neck, holding my breath and crinkling my forehead, I squeezed my car in – just barely- between the big black hummer and the light pole. I stepped out muttering under my breath. I could feel the tension in my body , a whiny-hum in my head and my irritation with the world rising.

As I unbuckled my almost-3-yr-old from his car seat, he asked – ‘what’s wrong mama?’

‘Oh beta’, I sighed, ‘it’s just so noisy, mama’s having a headache.’

I stood him on the pavement and turned back into the car to get my bag and collect the food debris scattered around the car seat.

With a heavy bag and biscuit-dust-mysterious goo mash in my palm ,I wasn’t prepared to have my heart melt …

As I turned back, I saw my little man standing with his little arms on his waist yelling at the top of his voice, commanding the cars whizzing past and the world in general :

‘EVERYBODY QUIET, DON’T MAKE NOISE, MAMA’S HAVING A HEAD-ACHE.’

My little protector, my superman – taking on the world for me!

SubhanAllah

So mums, when have the roles been reversed for you? When has ur baby been your comforter/ protector/ carer?

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