PLEASE STOP JUDGING MY KIDS SHITTY TANTRUMS
Judging My Kids
To the childless man who judged me today, and all the other that have come before him the last three years: stop judging me and my kids for their shitty tantrums.
Am I enjoying their tantrum? No.
Am I in control of their tantrum? No.
Am I holding them and waiting for their tantrum to pass? Yes.
Am I a bad mother because my kid has a tantrum? Absolutely fucking not.
My kid is a tiny human with a lot of feelings. My kid is a tiny human who doesn’t fully understand all her feelings and how to handle them yet. My kid is not a shitty kid for crying, screaming – aka releasing those feelings.
Guess what? You were once a kid who most likely threw the same shitty tantrums too.
So next time you see a kid flailing on the ground, or crying in the stroller, or screaming for a treat, w h a t e v e r, just keep waking.
Not your kid, not your problem.