There are a lot of firsts in your child's life.
The more obvious ones are expected: first steps, first words, first foot-stomping tantrum and "NO!" shouted in Mama's face.
Some Firsts are a little more slippery and catch you off-guard: the first time they don't hug you goodbye, the first private joke they share with someone and don't share with you, the first grown-up conversation that leaves you filled with pride and amazement that THIS was once your toddling baby...
And some Firsts just knock you flat on your back and leave you so flabbergasted that you fume and rage and want to punch someone with your Mighty Mommy Fists. Some Firsts are ones that you need to write about but fear to do so before angrily scratching several days from the calendar as a buffering distance. You need to allow your mind and heart to reevaluate and try to diffuse the gut-instinct rage that keeps boiling over whenever you picture that first time...
Everyone's ok. Everyone's fine and my children did NOTHING wrong. This is a rage that involves a stranger, a PERFECT stranger, and how his behavior and words affected me, my children and several other children. I feel emotionally violated and am still shaking, 5 days later, over the treatment that innocent kids were subjected to at the hands of someone they are told to respect and trust. I am also furious at the actions that a fellow parent took which brought this situation about...
But I am still too angry (Obviously; I'm shaking as I type this) to properly convey how this simple situation got out of hand....
I guess I still need to cross off a few more days on the calendar...
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8 comments:
Ah yes, my favorite time was when a shopper decided to involve me in their discipline by telling their kid I was going to beat them if they didn't behave. I told her "No" and wanted to say stick it up your rear, but I didn't. Still makes me mad... I'm sure your's is better.
Oh man Tracey, it sounds awful. When I was in a steam about something that went down between me and my cousin I wrote a blog post that has never been posted. It felt really, really good to purge the words and then I delete it.
As you know, wine helps too.
A tricky situation indeed... UGH. Hope you can get some distance and write about it & get it off your chest soon!
Wow, I cannot wait to hear the story...! This afternoon, I had a situation where I overheard a mother (after grabbing his toy from his hand) say, "Would you stop it with this chocolate milk thing!" The little boy (probably 4 years old) had asked, "May I please have some chocolate milk?" after he had been playing on the playground. Then she continued playing on her computer. A few minutes later, the mother apparentlu decided that orange soda was a better choice for a drink...poor guy was just thirsty! It's hard b/c I just want to say something, but where do you cross the line??
After working for child protective services many years ago, I learned you cross the line any time you want if you feel a kid is being abused. All the parent can do is yell back but you diffuse the situation. If it were an animal you would step in. With humans we have a very stupid societal line, that puts kids over the edge.
Cathy Cress MSW
http://momlovesyoubest.wordpress.com/
Wow, are you going to write about it? I'm dying to hear the story! Basically, people are assholes. My capacity for surprise at the unbelievable crap that people will do to each other is pretty low these days. It makes me so sad.
I'm in a similar place. I just found out that a family member that I trust treats my 2 year old differently when I'm not there.
I can't even talk to my husband about it till my shaking stops.
Nmaha,
I'm so so sorry... I hope you guys can stop it immediately. Hugs...
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