Find my phone
With tremendous gratitude to God, I am happy to announce that Danish and her sister have a new baby sister. Two of my sons are now girl dads, and Matzo Ball remains the prince.
Funny how life works. Husband #1 and I have been in Israel waiting for the birth of this little princess, and she decided to take her sweet time and was 11 days late. Because man plans and God says “Ha, ha, ha.”
I kept thinking about what my dad the ob/gyn would say. In Israel, they let you go a full two weeks past your due date. They will induce you earlier, but many rabbis (and possibly doctors) say if there is no reason to induce, you should just wait.
So you wait the extra two weeks, getting an ultrasound every so often, and a heart rate check, and then you get put on an induction waiting list (I am not kidding). Fortunately, it didn’t come to that, but it did come to Husband #1 freaking out that if it was a boy, we would have to extend our trip. Which meant changing flights, finding another place to sleep. Spending more money — the guy is from Monsey after all, God bless him.
Only simchas. Everything happens for a reason. Everyone should just be healthy. Fortune cookie, anyone?
As a boy mom and now, thank God, a mother-in-law, I have written before about my goals as said mother-in-law. Your daughter-in-law is always right. Never come between your son and his wife and try your best not to take things personally.
The story I am about to tell you is funny because DIL #3 asked me how I come up with ideas for columns, and then this happened. Hope you enjoy.
Son and DIL #3 attended a beautiful tefillin ceremony at the Kotel. DIL #3’s cousin is becoming a bar mitzvah and this celebration is the first step toward “manhood.” Ahh, I remember those days. Your son becomes a man, but still looks like he is 8, and when he actually becomes a man, years later, he acts like he is 8. Just kidding. I digress.
DIL #3 realized she had lost her iPhone. Now some of you may be thinking, “Poor thing, she lost her iPhone, there are bigger problems in the world.” Yes, there are bigger problems in the world, but when you have a child living in Israel (or any country that you need to fly to) and that child has a child, you need a child to have an iPhone or you can never see that child!!!!!!!
They had called the Gett driver, but the “find my phone” feature was saying it wasn’t moving and it was in a specific location. Unfortunately, no one was familiar with that location. And the Gett driver didn’t find it in his car.
After a beautiful Shabbos, one where, when it was over, I did a little happy dance that I didn’t have to start shopping and cooking for another yom tov, Husband #1 and I decided to go to the Kotel because we had not left the little enclave that we had called home for the past few weeks.
Son #3 asked if we could go to the lost and found just to see if there was any chance that someone had turned the phone in. We get there and the first security guard tells us just to go to the police station. Did you know that there is a police station above the bathrooms at the Kotel? Well, now you know!
We went up there, and in our best Hebrew tried to explain the situation to three police officers staring at us with an “Oh God, what do these middle-aged Americans want from us?” look.
Well, one of the officers asked to see where the “find my phone” app had shown us where the phone was. He looked at the picture, got all excited, and said, “Bo! Bo!” (“Come, come.”) And then something about knowing exactly where this was.
He briskly started walking, a stride of great authority. I was waddling behind him, and Husband #1 was huffing and puffing, and off we went.
To the bus stop.
I would like to tell you that there was a happy ending, but even though the adorable officer and my adorable husband looked high and low with their flashlights, in garbage cans, under electrical boxes, they didn’t find the phone.
But I did get a good story out of it, my DIL thanked me profusely for trying, and now I have a picture of a very cute Israeli police officer in my photos.
The end.
Banji Ganchrow of Teaneck wishes the biggest mazel tov to Son and DIL #2 on the birth of their beautiful daughter. May she and her sisters give you only nachas, and joy! We love you!
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