My “Crazy” Mind

(133rd day, 232 more days to go) I can be insane and “Crazy” at the same time…just go with it!!

I saw a little girl with a cast on her right arm today.  I could tell that she had to be about one years old because of the way she was walking.  She still had problems balancing herself while on her feet but for the most part she ran around like most kids her age do.

I couldn’t help but think her mother was at fault.  How could a mother “let” her baby’s arm break?  Where was she when it happened?  I can admit that I had bad days where I thought I was an unfit mother.  Scratch that.  I’ve had a whole year where I thought I was the worst mother on this planet and I still experience those days today.  So for me to question this mother’s whereabouts shouldn’t be no business of mine.

I can sympathize with this child’s mother because I’m sure she gets stares from strangers and comments from family members for the cast on her little girl’s arm. I never experienced my child breaking her arm but I have experienced people making comments and staring at my daughter for something that they have no clue about.  My daughter has severe eczema (very dry skin) and people always had their opinions about it like I wasn’t trying to get rid of it.  I had seen 9 dermatologists, 3 herbal doctors, and several specialists who could  not help find something to stop her from scratching or medicine for the scars on her legs and arms.  Since there is no cure for eczema, the best advice I got was from a women whose son suffered from the same thing.  She said that she would eventually grow out of it…hopefully.

I wrote this post for those parents who find themselves in a “light” that cast them as a bad parent.  We’ve all had those days and we will not be the last ones who do.  My older sister told me after my then 5 month-old daughter fell off the bed, “every baby falls off the bed sometimes and that doesn’t make you a bad mother.” Of course, I still freaked out that my first and only born child fell onto a tiled floor off a king size bed.  Now, almost 11 years later I realized that she had a point, a “crazy” point, but indeed a valid point.  It certainly taught me that I will not always be there to watch her every move.

My daughter is going to be 11 years old and the scars are still there but not as bad as they were when she was a baby.  I hope this baby will recover from her broken arm soon and hopes her mother can somehow redeem herself from those who criticize her.  If not, then keep it moving as I always say.

Love Yourself!

Written by: Maxx

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About crazybabymamas

Authors of the book, "Are You A 'Crazy' Baby Mama?" which is a handbook for Single Moms. We are single moms who have RE-defined "Crazy" and celebrate ALL moms. If you're "crazy" about your kids then you're probably a "crazy" baby mama. It's about taking something that's negative and turning it into something positive. No more drama for these "Crazy" Baby Mamas. View all posts by crazybabymamas

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