Life With Kids
I love going places and getting looks from people that don't have kids. I think these people are pretty easy to spot because they look horrified when a kid acts like, well a kid. I was at Target the other day with Brian and the boys and Michael decided to throw a fit, and Zach decided to cry. We don't always have moments where they are both crying but sometimes we do, because they like to see how crazy they can make me. So they were both crying, one because he had an actual problem, and one because... he's 2. Michael was yell crying and Brian was horrified, because he doesn't go places with the two of them much so this was kind of an unusual experience for him. Me, I was still looking for what I needed, sometimes I can tune out the crying because what else are you going to do about it? trust me if I could put a stop to it all of the time my life would be much less stressful, but you can't so you have to deal with it, plus we had already made the effort to leave the house and get to the store, and they were both in the basket, you better believe we were staying. But we came across a couple in an aisle that gave me this awful look, yes the toothpaste aisle is the perfect place to judge, but I just wanted to say this to them:
"Friends, someday when you are parents you will understand. Instead of giving me a look that clearly says I am an awful mother, or that you don't think I have my life under control you will give me a look of understanding, because you too would have had the wonderful (and I do mean wonderful) opportunity to walk through a store with a child that is having a meltdown over nothing. You won't be judging because your hair won't be perfectly styled, your makeup with be smudged, and you will be dressing to deal with tiny terrorists instead of to go out on the town. Someday you will look back on this experience seeing my child and say to yourself "what the heck was I thinking, that kid is way way way louder when he is my problem" or "maybe i shouldn't have judged because children are little people and cannot always be controlled". Do I have things under control? Yeah that is debatable right now, there are two people under 3 running my ever minute. Am I tired, stressed, and a little tired of someone crying- why yes, yes I am. Does your judging help mute the tantrum or prevent it in the future? Not so much, in fact it's just annoying. Someday you will be a parent, someone will judge you, and you will go home and laugh to yourself about their naiveté. Someday friends, someday.
"Friends, someday when you are parents you will understand. Instead of giving me a look that clearly says I am an awful mother, or that you don't think I have my life under control you will give me a look of understanding, because you too would have had the wonderful (and I do mean wonderful) opportunity to walk through a store with a child that is having a meltdown over nothing. You won't be judging because your hair won't be perfectly styled, your makeup with be smudged, and you will be dressing to deal with tiny terrorists instead of to go out on the town. Someday you will look back on this experience seeing my child and say to yourself "what the heck was I thinking, that kid is way way way louder when he is my problem" or "maybe i shouldn't have judged because children are little people and cannot always be controlled". Do I have things under control? Yeah that is debatable right now, there are two people under 3 running my ever minute. Am I tired, stressed, and a little tired of someone crying- why yes, yes I am. Does your judging help mute the tantrum or prevent it in the future? Not so much, in fact it's just annoying. Someday you will be a parent, someone will judge you, and you will go home and laugh to yourself about their naiveté. Someday friends, someday.
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