I told you when I took part in Kate’s listography that I would find more than 5 things to write about, and this one is another big gripe of mine.
It annoys me so much when people look at you as though you’re a crap mum.
For example, I was in Debenhams today having a bit of a mummy meet up with some fellow Netmums. Freyja has been a grumpy sod for the past 2 days, but she was OK in the restaurant whilst we were chatting. She was playing with her books and colouring. She had a couple of little whinges, but nothing major.
Before we left, we tootled down to the kids clothing section. I couldn’t resist… there was 20% off…
As soon as we stepped foot out of the lift, she was demonic. I’m pretty sure the 666 on her skull flared up and she turned into the female equivalent of Damien.
I can handle the strops. I can deal with them OK. What I don’t like is other people’s glares burning into the side of my head. They are the things that do my head in and stress me out. One woman even came up to me and said “Are you OK?”. Carry on shopping you interferer. Leave me and my child alone.
How in God’s name do they expect me, or any other mum, to deal with a child mid-tantrum who has limbs flying everywhere? It annoys me, because they look at you as though you should be doing more. As though you are the reason why they are stropping and if it was their kid, they would have diffused it already.
A lot of people try and say “oh, just stay calm. Speak to them nicely, they will calm down”. Bollocks. They don’t calm down. Well, mine doesn’t. She’s a bolshy little bugger when she gets going. Others say “oh, just ignore them. As soon as they realise they’re not getting attention, they’ll stop”. Bollocks. Mine doesn’t. She throws herself onto the floor and continues, no matter if I’m watching or not.
We were in the middle of the kids clothing section, and she was having a strop because she couldn’t go into the Staff Only part. Sorry love, you just can’t do it. She looks at me with anger. Then strops. So I say, “OK. I’m going now. If you don’t follow me, you’ll have to stay here on your own, because I’m going”. Normally, a child would be a bit scared of being on their own, wouldn’t they? I know this method worked when I was a kid. But what’s Freyja say? “OK, bye bye mummy”. And then waves and runs off and hides in amongst the summer dresses.
It really annoys me when people think you’re incapable.
It happened last week, when a fellow Netmum popped to the loo and overheard a couple of elderly woman complaining about us and our inability to keep our children under control, our inability to stay quiet and our apparent “too young to have children” appearance. I’m 27 for God’s sake. Our children were behaving well. They are children. They don’t have a quiet button. They were just playing nicely with their dolls on their own little table. Stop whining.
Have these people never had children before?
Shut up and keep your opinion to yourselves.