The "Angel" Treated My Life!!!

As I was picking up the rental car which was the cutest black slug bug with my dad, he told me last minute things I might need to know. He gave me the medical insurance card for the physical that my brother was going to have, papers I should take for school registration, and some cash. The amount of money he gave me would barely suffice for 5 Subway footlongs. Bewildered and wanting to object to his decision he finally made a decision that he regretted once he returned; he gave me his credit card!!!!! His words once he gave it to me were “Here’s my credit card. There isn’t much to say to you because I think I can trust you with this. Use it only for emergencies, did you hear that, EMERGENCIES.”  After that everything sounded like, “blah blah blah blah blah,” looking at the best opportunity of my life to go shopping. I couldn’t believe what he was telling me. After coming home, the family was getting four suitcases and two handbags in that tiny cute slugbug(don’t even ask me how it all fit in there, I have no idea.) Both of my parents also hurriedly gave me their last orders which I didn’t really comprehend until they left, but all I know is that it was a lot of stuff. Their last words before they left were, “Take care of the family, it won’t be too long, it’s only 3 weeks. We’ll see each other soon.” Dumbfounded as I was at the moment all I could manage to say was “Okay,” and wait for them by the door until the small black slug bug went out of my sight. It wasn’t until after they left that I felt the tension really kicking in.

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Among the things my parents told us(or, should I say, emphasized) were NO SLEEPOVERS ANYWHERE! Well, my tiny, angelic sister Malaak decides to throw a tantrum the second (when I say the second I mean the second, as in my parents had just left our driveway) my parents left. Malaak is the most harmless person in our family, except when she wants something. She’s known as the princess and angel of the family and it just happened to be a coincidence that her name means ‘angel’ in Arabic too!  Even though she’s the angel of the family, beware of her because when she wants something she’s never gonna let you go alive without getting it. So once my parents left, she kindly asks me(isn't that so sweet of her!) if she can sleep at my uncle's house. My uncle, who had happened to be at our house saying his goodbyes to my parents, stated that my sister was going to sleep over at his house last night. And on top of that he said boldly, "She's sleeping at my house, and you’re not the boss of anyone around here. You're only here to help." Great, doesn't he just blow everything. You see the thing is he's my uncle and he's much older than me so I can't be rude and manage to say something nice in a situation like this. I mean how can I say "I'm the boss around here" in a nice way to him? So there, almost a couple of seconds after my parents left I already got my life treated for the first time in the next couple of weeks as I watched Malaak packing her things before she left.

Surprise!

Okay, so I know you’re probably thinking “Oh my god, she’s.... wait what?,” or “I didn’t think she was the type of person to do it,” or possibly, “Who’s the daddy?” Even though the title of this blog hints that I have developed experience as a mother, it’s not the early stages of motherhood(i.e. going through pregnancy, taking care of babies, making sure she has enough diapers or change of clothes), but rather the stage when a mother who needs to drive the kids everywhere and do what 10-15 year olds want to do. So let me tell you where this all starts.

One morning in the beginning of August, I woke up to find out that my dad reserved some tickets to go out of the country. He had been recently telling me about how he wanted us both, and my mom, to go to Turkey for vacation. School was going to start on the 20th so I still had some time left to travel. When I mustered up the courage to ask my dad about his plans he said he would discuss it later.

I began fantasizing about this trip until I learned that he bought only two tickets. Demanding a reason from my parents, my dad said “Well you see, your mom just finished teaching her summer classes and has a month left until school starts. She deserves the vacation but she can't go by herself because, then how would it be fun to go by herself? But you see the thing is we need you to stay home to take care of our kids (i.e., your siblings) until we come back. I hope you won't mind doing that for us, would you?”

Well, here’s the rest of my summer gaining experience as a mom!!

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