Today I was THAT mom at the grocery store. I was late bringing a new mom her dinner, I was so late that I couldn't go home and get her meal so I stopped at Safeway to pick something up. Weston was overtired and getting hungry - he'd been crying in the truck for 20 minutes already and continued to cry in the Ergo as we entered the store. In some random baby, toddler, cart shuffle I somehow accidentally poked Paisley in the eye - really hard. Soon I had two of my sweet babies screaming and crying hysterically just inside the entrance of the store. I was cradling them both feeling terribly helpless and guilty as I couldn't console either of them, I created the problems and I really needed to get this new mama her dinner.
I apologetically smiled to strangers as they walked by feeling like the worst mom and praying somehow my soothing and distraction techniques would work soon as we huddled by the soup cart.
A whole lot of people avoided eye contact and kept going.
One person walked by, looked at me, rolled their eyes and grumbled, "meltdown!".
One person, Safeway employee, stopped, asked if we were ok and asked if we needed some water or any else and seemed genuinely concerned.
How I hope to be that type of person. I want to lift people up. I want to offer kindness even when I don't know the situation and whys. I want to be a little bit of light when someone's moment is very dark.
Today I am thankful for kind words from a stranger and fruit snacks that solve almost any three year old's problems...even if their mom did almost blind them.