Yes, I have 4 kids.
Yes, I look very young for my age.
Yes, we’re out with all of them including my 1 month/almost 5 week old.
Yes, my infant is very comfortable in her baby sling.
Yes, I have 2 boys and 2 girls.
Yes, I have a husband.
Yes, they’re all mine.
Yes, I know. I know. I know.
Today, a fellow mother asked me if that was my daughter running up and down the clothing aisles at Target, The City Target to be exact. (We don’t normally go to this Target because it’s a bit more pricey, more fancy and caters to a more upscale crowd due to its location. We just stopped by to use the restroom and grab some something to eat/drink at Starbucks.)
This mother kept repeating herself to get my attention. Yes, I was ignoring her because I was trying to get my daughter to stop running. (Prior to this incident, she had been sitting in her car seat for quite some time only to be transferred to a stroller.) Mr. C was trying to catch her as well because I was carrying their little sister in the baby sling. The Little Lady was having the time of her life. Running up and down the aisles being chased by her brother and her mommy was the most fun she’s had all day. And that mother who kept asking me, “is that your child running? because she could get hurt if she falls on the corners of the displays…” I didn’t answer her. I didn’t have time and I know the risks. But sometimes children don’t listen to to their parents when their 2 or 5 or 7… sigh…
Meanwhile, my Bakey boy was running in the opposite direction. We “lost” him because he runs even faster. He always finds his way back though. He likes to test us. We often don’t go out because it’s this challenging.
Oh and where was my husband, he was cleaning up the table where they were eating. He was finally able to catch The Little Lady. The Mister saw that mother speak to me, but he didn’t hear what she said. I told him later and we just thought to ourselves, she was judging my parenting.
But here’s the thing I came to realize, when my children were running around in the store, they were having a great time. Shopping for them is boring unless I buy something for them. And a whole day of shopping is torturous. The reason I didn’t want them running around was because I didn’t want to lose them not because I think they would fall and hurt themselves.
Instead of judging other parents, we should help each other.
Here’s my heart of the day. The Little Lady and her “running” outfit.