Will You Just Shut Your Mouth??

Several people have sent me messages about the random things people will say to them while they are out in the community. I often hear surprising things out of the mouths of strangers. I'm unsure why they feel obliged to talk to me, to us, about some things. I hate to be interrupted with a stupid comment. It is in my nature to use my words to fight back.

Once, when I was just Isaiah's mother, my mother took us to San Francisco to celebrate the upcoming arrival of my niece. This was a joyous occasion because Anaiyah would be the first girl in our family of her generation. Not only is she the first girl, but she is my sister's daughter. Anyone who knows my sister knows that she needed to have a little girl. She is a fashion-forward, beautiful, strong woman. Anaiyah is lucky to have Ashley as her mother. Moving on.

As it goes with most family vacations we fought with eachother. Constantly fighting. Constantly bickering. The squabbles only stop for the shopping. Constantly shopping. Except, San Fransisco isn't easily accessible to gigantic jogging strollers. The trolley is the worst. We're standing in line for the trolley and Isaiah is screaming bloody murder. That kid had been subjected to shop after shop. I don't blame him for crying like that. Except, this woman was staring at him. Staring at me. So, I cussed her ass out good.

If my kids are screaming at the top of thier lungs, don't talk to me. Don't talk to either of them. If you care about their age difference, keep your opinion to yourself. If you have some parenting advice, I probably don't need it. I could care less about your "experiences." I don't want to know about bottle-feeding. I don't care if your nipples are inverted. I certainly do not want to entertain your questions. What you think about my kids don't matter to me or to them. And, do not look at me with pitiful, self-indulgent, "My kid would not behave that way" eyes...unless you want me to cuss you out and tell you exactly whats up. And, if you comment on my cussing you out you will hear another earful about your big, fat mouth. So shut it unless you have anything nice to say.

People just don't understand. They think it is acceptable to say things to us. Often, we're caught with two screaming kids, a cart full of groceries, our cell phone up to our ear on a call from the doctor, and standing in the middle of the longest line at the super market. We can't hear ourselves think, to use our planning time effectively, with the words that are coming out of their mouth. We end up flustered and angry and it doesn't benefit not one person. Especially the one person that thought they were doing good by talking in the first place.