It took this surprising moment for this woman to feel she’d really earned her mum-stripes.
My son is 11 months. Soon he will be a 1-year-old. And it got me reflecting about my year as a mother. My ups and downs, my proud mummy moments, my no- so proud mummy moments. Most of them I have shared on my blog.
But it occurred to me I never shared one of my most defining moments as a mother. One that I am proud to say taught me to trust my instincts and stand up for what I believe in, even if it means having a difficult conversation with a stranger in public.
I was at the ATM in town. My little one was snug as a bug in his pram. He was wearing a bear beanie (beanie with ears) and a cardy knitted by nanny. He was cute. Super cute in fact!
I had him facing away from me while I was withdrawing money, not sure why really, perhaps because I sat my wallet on top of my pram to keep it close – you know how you keep it close in case someone sneaks up behind you – well I was doing that.
Anyway here I am minding my own business when I hear a click of a camera shutter. I turn around and find a woman pointing her iphone at my son.
I look at her.
She looks at me.
I don’t smile.
I think to myself…. “Oh no you didn’t” and waved my imaginary finger in the air!
“Did you just take a photo of my son?” I ask.
She laughs. “Yeah, he’s just so cute”.
Now as far as I am concerned, she has just broken the cardinal sin of public privacy (a juxtaposition if I ever heard one!), but she broke it. To say I was p!ssed off was an understatement. I was livid.. LIVID I tell you. Anyone that knows me, knows that I do not tolerate any breach of privacy (despite the fact that I have a blog, I can guarantee you I am a private person).
So I unleashed banshee Lauren – well not quite, I wasn’t rude or aggressive, but I was so wild!
“Oh no,” I said assertively. “You do not take a photo of another person’s child without their permission.”