As a parent, it’s not uncommon to find yourself asking: Did I…
- Ensure the door is secure?
- Pack the water bottle?
- Remember my keys?
- Disconnect the straightener?
- Grab my wallet?
- Prepare healthy snacks?
- Include a change of clothes?
Each day begins with a mental checklist that seems to grow longer. I often check my pockets for my keys and rummage through my bag for the water bottle, clothes, snacks, and wallet. After confirming that the door is locked—well, it always is—I dash to the bathroom to verify that the straightener is unplugged. I hurry back to lock the door again, only to find myself returning for one last check. Yes, it’s locked, again.
Did I…
- Send his shoes with him?
- Pack his favorite toy cars?
- Text to see how he’s doing?
- Leave his water bottle in the car?
During my lunch break, I make a beeline to the parking lot to check for shoes, toy cars, and the water bottle. Nothing is missing. A small victory! I glance at my messages and realize I haven’t sent a text yet; I hesitate, not wanting to come across as overbearing. But after a moment, I decide it’s time to reach out. I find myself periodically checking my phone, waiting for a reply, as all moms tend to hover in their own way.
Did I…
- Complete that final email?
- Turn off the lights in my office?
- Extinguish the candle?
- Inform my supervisor about my late arrival tomorrow?
As I mentally replay the last moments of my workday, I visualize myself switching off the lights and texting a coworker to ensure I blew out the candle. The uncertainty of that last email nags at me, and I finally decide to check in the following day. I send a reminder text to my manager regarding my late start.
Did I…
- Check on him in his crib?
- Ensure he’s breathing normally?
- Verify that no limbs are stuck between the bars?
- Pack his bag for tomorrow?
- Prepare his juice?
- Spend enough time playing with him?
- Shower him with enough affection?
- Remind him that he is loved?
While sorting laundry, I quietly approach his room, shining a flashlight on his chest to confirm his breathing. Relief washes over me; he’s fine. His little hands are above his head, and he’s not trapped. I gently adjust a foot that’s wedged between the bars and tiptoe back to resume my chores.
I recall our tickle fights and the joyous moments spent dancing to “Ring Around the Rosie.” A smile crosses my face as I match socks, reminiscing about the soft kisses I planted on his forehead as he drifted off to sleep. I remind myself that as a mother, love is never in short supply, even when doubts creep in. I finish the laundry and crawl into bed, offering my prayers.
Did I lock the door? I throw the covers off and tiptoe back to the living room, checking the door again. Yes, it’s locked, as always. I finally return to bed and take a deep breath, preparing for another day filled with “Did I…?”
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In summary, the daily routine of parenting is filled with checklists and self-doubt, but amidst the chaos, love and dedication shine through. It’s essential to take a moment to reassure ourselves that we are doing our best in this challenging yet rewarding journey of motherhood.