Yesterday was like any other day. My oldest son went to Boy Scout summer camp and my daughter which is the youngest went spent the night at a friends house. Ok, cool. That left my middle son, the mini me, cool, we had fun just us hanging out.
I went to Walmart to do some grocery shopping and ran into my daughter, her friend(I should know the girl’s name, but whatever) with the girl’s parents. I was in the same line a few people behind them and I waved to my daughter(7) and said hi. It was nice and simple, not crazy or embarrassing mostly because I think parents who do that are insane. However, my daughter starting looking like I was some crazy person. Boy, girl gone crazy! Every bit of ghetto came out and I decided since my baby don’t know me all of Walmart was gonna know me. I looked at her, made eye contact and smiled then hell broke loose… I started hollering ‘OH, YOU DON’T KNOW ME? YOU DON’T YOUR MAMMA? LOOK AT THIS, SHE DON’T KNOW HER MAMMA NOW!’ Yes, I went a little overboard, but I couldn’t believe she did that to me. I really didn’t think it would’ve been because I was in one of those complimentary scooters Walmart offers to the old and sick, but there I was and my baby acted like she was embarrassed and I didn’t even do anything embarrassing yet. She learned that day didn’t she? The kicker was when I left a woman asked if I had a mental disability…what? I told her what happened and she agreed it was time to embarrass my daughter.
October will 7 years since my diagnosis and about 5 since I decided it was gonna get down anymore emotionally because physically… Anyway, that was yesterday and today I realized what an effect the grocery situation had on me. I didn’t cry or anything. Ok I did a little bit, but I’m good now and now I know how to put he kids in line.