Another Good Mommy Moment

I can't believe this happened today. So soon after reading Jenny's post at Mama Drama! I thought of her right away...I hope she's proud of me. I too, hate judgemental bitches.

I took Fa to Children's Place for some fall clothing. She's been a real bee-atch this past week, since being sick and all. So, I wanted to get her out of the house for a while and she needed some new, big-girl clothes. I picked up my dad and dragged him with us, he's a great clothes shopper. We were picking out some cool clothes and Fa was totally having a ball. She was showing me all the cool pieces that she loved and all the different colors of shoes that she was dying for me to buy. (I didn't cave in, I bought only what she needed!) But I saw that she was starting to test her limits and wander off.

My dad is a true sweetie, and he's great to go shopping with but he's useless when it comes to discipline. He'd let Fa juggle knives if it kept her happy, especially in public. he was letting her go farther than I found acceptable in a crowded, public place. Then, before I could call her back, she took off running towards the front door that leads to the parking lot of the shopping center. With my heart pounding, I bolted after her! Even though I'll never learn that when I run after her, it becomes a game and she runs faster, giggling harder. So I stepped up the pace. As I got closer, I reached my hand out and grabbed for her hood on her sweatjacket. I missed. And got her hair instead. But I pulled anyway to stop her because now my adrenaline is pumping and I'm livid.

This scene was entertaining the line of about 5 people at the cash register waiting to pay for their loot. One bitch right away makes the "pfft, gasp" sound that you hear when someone is truly appalled by what their virgin eyes just witnessed. After yelling at Fa to never run away like that again...(for the bajillionth time) I looked up and I stared her straight in the eye and said: "That's why I keep her hair long." And I walked away. Her mouth opened and she turned away in horror. Smelly Pirate Hooker.

What the fuck? Did she think I was playing "chase the chicken" in Children's Place? Did she think it was safer if I let my daughter run out of the store and into a parking lot full of idiotic drivers fighting for the perfect parking spot? Did she have a better option? I doubt it. But guess what? Fa didn't run from me the rest of the day.

Ya know, I'd do it again right this second if Fa ran from me. I will do it again, because my daughter likes to run from me in a public place. I fucking hate that. I need that leash now I think more than ever. I do not ever want to give Fa the opportunity to be out of my sight for a nano-second in public. There are waaaay too many crazies out there just waiting for a distracted mother to lose sight of her child. That will not be me. I'll rip Fa's hair out of her head before that happens. Honestly. Fuckin' A.