Saturday, March 27, 2010

Coulda Woulda Shoulda

On Friday I went to the Zoo and Shopping with my friend Sharisa and our boys. Near the bitter end of the shopping adventure our boys had about had it so we were hurrying trying to get out of the mall. Sharisa just wanted to try on a few more things so I was helping watch the boys while she finished. While she was in the fitting room Gunner and Eli were standing outside the fitting room with me. While Sharisa was in the fitting room with Merrick (who by now wanted to leave more then anyone else) I heard Sharisa's phone ringing so I grabbed it and in the mean time Eli got down and squatted on the floor. This lady came out of the fitting room before I could grab Eli so I stepped to the side to let her through. She walked by a few seconds later, and in a very rude voice said to me, "Why don't we be a mom and watch our kids rather then text on the phone." I was shocked she said this. I decided she was out of line and I thought I should say something back to her.

So I picked up Eli and I walked up to her. I told he that I was waiting for her to pass and that there was plenty of room for her to get by. I also told her I thought she was being really rude when I was trying to be polite and let her go first. Well lets just say she was LESS then kind back. She started yelling at me and jabbering on about all this stuff, and in a nut shell told me I was a fat pregnant woman who shouldn't be having any more kids. I WAS SHOCKED. Now in my head I am thinking A LOT of things like...
  1. Out of all the kids she saw only one was mine.
  2. She was bigger then me when I am just about 8 months pregnant...who is she calling fat!
  3. She doesn't know me at all how one earth could she know if I am a good mother or not.
  4. I was not texting and not paying attention to my child (Shairsa has an iPhone that I have no clue even how to use)

I am sure I thought a lot more things, but as you can tell my blood was boiling at this point. I started to make my points. However she refused to listen and put her hand up and said she was tuning me out and not listening to me. So all I really got to say back to her was if she didn't want to hear what I had to say back she should have never said anything to me in the first place. Her friend then started to join in saying things like," yeah like you are going to step over her kids so then she yells at you for that." (which later I relized she did, and I never said a word to her about it....another point this lady was totally wrong about) I want to go off on these ladies, but I controled myself checked all the kids and they walked away. (Now realize every time they said something they would walk away or not look at me at least when I would talk to them I would look them in the eye.)

I have to admit this experience REALLY upset me. For a lot of reasons. I don't think I defended myself or the children very well. I still have a lot of could of, would of, should of thoughts going through my mind. Sharisa tried really hard to help me feel better and was really supportive. Once I got home Jacob said things to try to help to like: when people say stuff like that they are just unhappy about something in their life, Stacy there are times you take the high road...this is not one of them, and this woman is nuts....stuff like that. I have to admit she made me cry and hurt me deeply. However I KNOW she is wrong and someday she will know it. I am not fully over this event nor do I ever think I will ever forget it.

I know Heavenly Father would want me to learn from this situation and make some sort of positive out of it....so here is what I am decided to learn....I will never judge or say something rude to someone, ex specially if I don't know them. Who knows what they are currently going through or who they really are. I never want to offend or hurt someone like this lady did to me.

1 comment:

Vickie said...

Stacy, this is a good "take away" from this kind of inexplicable experience. You didn't deserve her harsh, unfounded criticism. You are a wonderful mom, just look at little Eli!

Unfortunately, life will be full of these types of occurrences. You are tough--I didn't raise a wimp!

Shake it off, hold your head high and revel in being who and what you are. You'll be better than ok.
I love you. Mom