The other day, I was reading Green Enough for Me’s blog post: Time out for Mommy. Go read it. Now or after you finish MY post, just read it. Anyways, I left her a comment and kinda forgot about it. Then she emailed me and it prompted this post. So here goes.
When I go out without my kids I feel kinda naked and exposed. People are more afraid of my wheelchair and letting their kids near me and I don’t like it. I guess in a way that’s bad for me?! Do I use my children as a cover to make things easier?! I don’t remember feeling like this BEFORE I had them. I sometimes feel like maybe people think I don’t like kids when they see me without them. All kinds of messed up things go through my head. If someone apologizes for their son (girls do it too but it’s ALMOST ALWAYS THE BOYS) touching my tires, I giggles and tell them I have 2 at home with daddy (g’ma, sitter, playdate…). They look at me funny. Really. They do. They don’t look at me funny when I am OUT with the boys though so maybe it’s all in my head.
Now, it’s not like I go without my boys that often. I don’t. . .but yeah. . . I don’t like it and it’s time I tell someone so THANK YOU, Sidnie for prompting me to get that out.
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P.S. I’ll get 365s up soon :)Â . . I promise.