I’ve heard of fat shaming and I’ve heard of mum shaming, but have never really given them much thought, until I experienced both at once.
My son is two years old and would live at the park if I let him, just look at my Instagram, almost every photo of him is taken at a park. Every day he asks to go, so we jump in the car and head to the park. While we’re there we run around, play on the swings and climb on everything we can. Most of all, we both have a great time together.
But today was different.
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The sisterhood is a bit of a myth
Should of said to those toxic women barely watching thier own children Well at least I'm on the equipment playing with my son and encouraging his fitness as well as my own not that it's any of your damn rude business. But unfortunately hindsight is a wonderful thing. The stuff you think after a situation happens.