Anonymous wrote:New women my brother is dating at a family cook out: And Karen how many kids do you have?
Me (Karen): well I have two…
Sister in law: she has two, she will say three with a long story but she has two.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son was having a major meltdown on the metro after work one day, and a pregnant woman looked at me and said, “my child will never behave like that.”
It had been a bad day, after a bad week, and I was exhausted.
The exact same thing happened to me. At that point I’ve already decided to drop my filters with perfect strangers. I told her she may yet have a stillborn so let’s not get cocky. She almost sat down. I told her it would teach her to stop saying stupid shit to complete strangers and exited.
You are a terrible person. Try to get some control over your children and strangers won’t feel the need to comment.
Bet that woman learned a lesson that day.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son was having a major meltdown on the metro after work one day, and a pregnant woman looked at me and said, “my child will never behave like that.”
It had been a bad day, after a bad week, and I was exhausted.
The exact same thing happened to me. At that point I’ve already decided to drop my filters with perfect strangers. I told her she may yet have a stillborn so let’s not get cocky. She almost sat down. I told her it would teach her to stop saying stupid shit to complete strangers and exited.
You are a terrible person. Try to get some control over your children and strangers won’t feel the need to comment.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son was having a major meltdown on the metro after work one day, and a pregnant woman looked at me and said, “my child will never behave like that.”
It had been a bad day, after a bad week, and I was exhausted.
The exact same thing happened to me. At that point I’ve already decided to drop my filters with perfect strangers. I told her she may yet have a stillborn so let’s not get cocky. She almost sat down. I told her it would teach her to stop saying stupid shit to complete strangers and exited.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was at the park with my child. Another mother asked me if I breastfed him and when I said no she told me that if I had I wouldn’t need that, pointing at his oxygen tank.
I could laugh a little inside, because I adopted my kid well past breastfeeding age, and my kid actually was breastfed, just not by me, but if that had happened to another mom, I imagine it could have been devastating.
Lactivists are genuinely bad humans.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My son had three accidents the year he was eight, each of which resulted in a broken arm or sprain. I swear I am a good parent and they were really accidents: the first was when he fell off his bike outside and broke his wrist, the second was when he was fell on his other arm while playing soccer with his friend, and the third was when he slipped in the shower and sprained his ankle somehow.
Another mom told me that “there has been talk” about his injuries and then she asked me if I’m feeling OK, and if I’ve been stressed. The implication was clear: she thought I was hurting my child, and apparently had discussed it with others.
While that was terribly painful to hear, at least someone was checking on your child to make sure they were okay.
Anonymous wrote:My son had three accidents the year he was eight, each of which resulted in a broken arm or sprain. I swear I am a good parent and they were really accidents: the first was when he fell off his bike outside and broke his wrist, the second was when he was fell on his other arm while playing soccer with his friend, and the third was when he slipped in the shower and sprained his ankle somehow.
Another mom told me that “there has been talk” about his injuries and then she asked me if I’m feeling OK, and if I’ve been stressed. The implication was clear: she thought I was hurting my child, and apparently had discussed it with others.
Anonymous wrote:Not horrible but…
“Wow! Your daughter is beautiful! She looks nothing like you!”
I hoped she meant because DD has DH’s dark hair, skin, and eyes.