Mummy rage and the kindness of strangers

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After a morning of being cooped up inside the house, we decided to go out to a well-known department store for a spot of shopping for some hallway lights. Unfortunately, the store was completely and utterly rammed to the rafters with stressed out shoppers. This was turning into a bit of a bad idea. The little tyke, after a long while of being cooped up in the car seat, couldn’t bear to be cooped up in the pushchair and insisted on us carrying him everywhere. So we proceeded to swap him from Mummy to Daddy, Daddy to Mummy and so on. The store had the heaters blasting and we had our coats on as it was cold outside, which didn’t really help the situation.

We tried to weave in and out of the crowds to get to our destination and were largely successful in our mission until we got stuck behind a lady and her two daughters who were fannying about with scooters in the middle of the aisle. We waited patiently and eventually got past. After looking at the lighting section, we realised that it was getting close to the little tykes dinnertime and attempted to get across the store in order to get the lift to the cafe. We had to weave in and out of the crowds again, but were stopped in our tracks by the very same women with the scooter girls. They just would not budge and she didn’t say a bloody word to her children. I’m not proud of this, but I was annoyed and exclaimed “Oh come on!” as I finally managed to squeeze through whilst carrying the little tyke “They’re only children” she huffed. Was I being unreasonable?

It’s always after the event that the clever responses come to your mind. If I could go back I would like to say to this lady “Have you already forgotten what it is like and how hard it can be?” I am sure that when her two girls were babies, she must have experienced kindness from strangers. An opened door. A gentle smile whilst one of them has a tantrum. A lost toy picked up off the floor and handed back. I can understand somebody not having the patience to help when they have not had children, but this lady had.

We left the store not long after and retreated to a supermarket cafe. The little tyke still wanted to be carried by Mummy and whilst I carried him up the stairs on one arm and the changing bag on the other, we experienced kindness from a stranger. Another Mummy with two small children told them to stand to the side and said to me ” Please, you go up first”, my heart could have burst with joy. What a lovely, lovely thing to do. She knows and she cares and I want to be like her in years to come. Don’t ever forget the kindness of strangers!

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Author: mummydummy34

Learner Mum to a cheeky but very sweet little chappy. Also wife to a very understanding husband and custodian of the laziest cat in Britain!

2 thoughts on “Mummy rage and the kindness of strangers”

  1. A little bit of kindness goes a long way especially when your not expecting it! Glad it ended with something like that, some People easily forget how hard it really can be, while others remember or are still going through it too, such a good read. X

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