Thank you kind stranger

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Look at that sweet child.  She’s adorable, right?  Yup.  She is.   Believe me though, there are a few moments, when that adorable little sweet, turns into something totally different, and awful.   Now look, I’ll be the first person to say that she’s mostly always totally agreeable, and amazing, and smart…but today, her plan was different.   But the story isn’t about her, even though it is…it’s about someone else.  

Let’s start here:  

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The plan:  make a return and pick up a few things at the target in Vestal, while en route to picking up the dog who lived with my mom last week while we were away.  

What actually happens:  We successfully get in the door, make our return with such flawless ease that I’m actually feeling a little wary about it.  On to the stuff we need to get…  I pick up exactly one of the four things I need, and the girls want a snack.   Well, okay, it makes shopping easier so let’s go grab something you want to eat, and we’ll move along. 

At this point, some kind of switch flipped in Charlotte’s brain, she goes non verbal, and is just grunting about something she wants to eat, can’t figure it out…  Annie and I both look at each other with bewilderment on our faces.  I’m at the point that I’m actually offering her ENTIRE BAGS of potato chips, to settle her down.  Finally, a bag of sour cream and onion seem to make her happy, and we continue on.  Until Annie wanted a chip.  Shit.  Now we’ve awoken the demon again, and I race back to the chip aisle so that Annie, who up until now was being cooperative, is about to pitch her own fit about not getting a chip.  So I pick up ANOTHER entire bag of chips, for the quiet I need to get some things purchased…things I really do need.  Really. (seriously) 

While in the chip aisle…Charlotte decides she needs a different goddamn flavor of chips.  SHIT!!  No, this is where I’m drawing the line (uh, yeah…I know)  No I am not buying another bag of chips, nuh uh.   

Well, Charlotte drew her line there too….so she starts throwing the ETT, or the  “Epic Target Tantrum”  You know the one….you’ve seen it, right?  Yeah, you know you have…and very likely you stood and stared and wondered what the hell is wrong with this mother and child, and said mother is turning red in the face and feeling very embarrassed.  At this point we are so far back in the store that I’m just doing everything I can to get us to the front where I can PAY for the chips we’ve already busted into.   Screaming, crying, running away…I haul Charlotte over my shoulder, whist being kicked in the stomach and trying to push the cart with a calm little Annie in it, to the front to pay.   

Finally I get to the front, and put Charlotte down, who runs away.   Not too far, and I catch up with her, put her in the cart, and somehow manage to get out my wallet.  The clerk looks at Charlotte and says “I think she looks like she needs to pee”   

Yes.  Charlotte now pees on the floor through the cart.   The clerk, and everyone else just stares at me.  Awesome.   Fan flipping tastic.   Of course, if you’re a mom, and you’ve done this before, you know that I’m about to cry, I just want to pay and leave and also want to scream at everyone looking at me to STOP LOOKING AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!  

So I go to the parking lot, strip Charlotte of her pants, and put her in her seat.  I, like a frigging idiot, didn’t pack additional clothing for my basically pee trained child.  Yes.  I am a frigging idiot.  

I shut her door, rest my head against the outside of my car, and just put my head down in defeat.  I get a tap on the shoulder.  It’s a random woman, with a diaper and some wipes in her hand…she says “It’s okay, we’ve all been there, here’s a pamper and some wipes for you, and you just go ahead and keep the wipes, you’ll be okay”   

I thanked her, put the diaper on Charlotte, got in my car…and sobbed.   Thanked the universe for that woman, who saved my sanity in that moment.   

So…I don’t know who you are.  I’ll never see you again, probably…but you helped me so much in that moment.  Not just the diaper and wipes…but the fact that you saw that I needed something in that moment and you came to my rescue.  So simple, so beautiful.  I hope the universe will repay you a million fold.  

Thank you.  

 

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About Midge

Stay at home mom/goddess, with a part time job as an events planner/fundraiser/outreach educator/whateverthehellmydepartmentwantsmetodo at BOCES Youth Development Department! I love my kids, I love to cook, I love to use social media, I love to drink, I love to eat, I would love to be a knitter, I need to read more, and I LOVE to work out!
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