Seriously, What is Up with Park Moms!!!???

I was so upset I posted this somewhere else earlier,  and decided I should share it on this blog….

So, I’ve been working on gentle discipline with Aram because he’s three and has been having issues not listening to me/testing me…. Like, when we go to the park and there is a small area he climbs into an area that I know dogs pee and poop in. I’ll tell him not to go in there and explain why.

So, we were at the park and Aram went into that specific area; I told him to please come out because dogs “tinkle” in there. To which he started to cry and ask me to pick him up. He is fully capable of getting himself out, and he does this as a way to keep control of the situation, and not allow me to discipline him. So, I told him he needed to come out himself (it was VERY easy to exit and he has no difficulties walking)-

Well, a woman out of nowhere came over (I was about 1/2 inch away from him, we were so close we could have rubbed noses) and picks him up and puts him down out of the area ( it was a split second move)…. Gives me a dirty look and walks away. I was too shocked and confused to be mad at that moment….I was just thinking, “why would someone do that?”  I was right there and it wasn’t a dangerous area (other kids play in there I just find it gross)… I overheard her saying referring to me as “the nanny” later, and the more I got to thinking, the more irritated I am at myself for not saying anything about not touching my child.

Even if I was the nanny it would give her no right to touch the child I am caring for….but I’m not, and it was so wrong of her to assume something like that. And the thing is he IS my child and I can’t believe someone would not only touch my child when I am next to him, but interfere with me teaching/disciplining him.

Ugh, I am feeling so guilty and such a bad mother for not doing anything about it. Plus, I feel violated.

I’ve also learned (before this, but it is worth noting now) that if I see a child at the park playing with someone that is clear as day looks totally opposite, speaks a different language than the person caring him/her, and the woman caring for the child looks post-menopausal- I will never assume the person is the nanny/caretaker/grandma, ever!

Today at the Park

I see plummer’s crack dozens of times a day.

BUT, today I saw something much more random…

I know my picture is fuzzy, so let me explain this outfit:

The woman is wearing a jean thong that is connected to her jeans (like the jeans came with a built-in thong)…I believe the plummers crack might be on purpose as well.

Is this a new style that I’m unaware of?

Reached My Boiling Point

It happened. I wanted to punch a six-year-old. A few of them, actually.

That park and I seem to have a tumultuous relationship. We get along great when there are no idiots (or idiot children, yes..I’m going there) visiting.

We took the boys to the park today and they were happily playing. Then I saw a few little girls following around Samuel and laughing at him.

At first I thought it was a game, until i realized that Samuel was ignoring the girls and going about his business around the park like they weren’t there.

I went closer to investigate. The girls had gone away and i just stood near Aram. Samuel saw me and ran over. He said “Mom those kids are laughing at me!” I didn’t want to react so I just asked him why. He said, “I don’t know. I wasn’t talking to them.”

Then I started fuming!

A couple minutes later the girls came back and I was within earshot.

The girls said, “Look there he is!” Then they came over and starting pointing, making fun of what he looked like, and laughing.

I think they started to realize I was with him and they dispersed before I could confront him. I was so confused on how to handle the situation. I decided I should find their parents and talk to them.

When I finally realized who the girls’ parents were they were putting on their shoes and getting ready to leave.  I decided at that point it would be better to just leave them alone….but now I’m really regretting that.

I didn’t exactly know why they were targeting him. He was definitely the only black child at the park today. Was it because he was black? Was it because he was a boy? Was it because they didn’t like what he was wearing? I wasn’t exactly sure and I had no idea what to say to the parents because of this. I wish I had, but Brian was adamant the best thing to do was get him out of the situation. Next time those little twits are definitely going to hear a word or two from me.

On the bright side of things- Those little brats are probably going to be facing their own amount of bullying in the future. I saw their parents and it is definitely an unfortunate situation for them in the looks department.

 

This Past Week as the Nanny

Here are some quotes from strangers to me:

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Checker at Whole Foods: Are you the nanny? (hey, at least he asked)

Me (after a long day): I wish….

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the boys were yelling “Jamie” after the lady at Starbucks called out my name for my drink

Man at Starbucks: Do they know you?

Me: I hope so, I’m their mom.

That man couldn’t stop laughing after that. He was funny…. That is what I would wonder. They were yelling Jamie, not Mommy.

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Lady at the park: Do you know where this little boy’s mom is? (pointing to Samuel and looking around a sea of white people)

Me: He’s with me

Lady: Oh, you’re watching him?

Me: Yes, he’s mine.

Lady: you’re the nanny?

Me: No, I’m his mom.

Lady: How old are you?

Me: 25

Lady: is your husband black?

Me: (very annoyed) No.

I didn’t offer any explanation at that point. That lady was rude

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So, that was my week. The only time I got annoyed was that last lady.

To the Annoying Lady at the Park

Dear Annoying Lady at the Park,

I do not normally have opinions of other mothers at the park. However, you are the exception.

I overheard you referring to me as the nanny, and while that was not annoying, I did see how you treated me much different than the other mothers at the park.

I also did not appreciate you letting your screaming daughter walk right in front of my children while they were swinging at the park. I did not like that you did not apologize as I threw my entire body weight into pulling the swing back so it would avoid hitting her. Even though you were standing next to her- you let me do all the work.

I did not realize at the time, but you were letting her do that on purpose so you could try get on our swings.

I did not appreciate you speaking to your daughter about how we were almost done so loud it was clearly for my/your benefit.

Nor, did I appreciate you letting your daughter scream down my neck as you stood uncomfortably close to me to try and make me remove my children from the swings.

I wanted to let you know I let the boys stay on the swings about ten times longer than I normally would have, because of you. I waited until you finally got angry and moved and I noticed another normal mother at an appropriate distance waiting for a swing with her daughter.

-The Nanny