Mumsnet Talk

Just because we haven't had one in a while or I just haven't noticed one?

I want to say thank you to the mum who came up to me on the busy train early this evening while 14mo was having an over-stimulated, over-tired screaming fit and refusing to be calmed, who commiserated with me, and just made me feel better about it all.

Also, the other day as I was walking in to town there was an old man who had fallen or passed out and looked as if he had broken his nose. The ambulance had arrived by then, but a young lad had obviously stopped as he drove by and helped out (his car was parked awkwardly), and he was still there with the ambulance when I went passed. I thought that was lovely. Teenage boys gets such a bad reputation sometimes.

Anyone else?

That even though we have been squeezed for cash without mercy, the British public raised 75 million pounds for good causes. I think that's lovely.

The kind man who overheard my lost bag dilemma in the supermarket and offered to lend me some money and the lovely member of staff who lent me her mobile phone until I could get back into my house.

the teenager who moved last monday afternoon on the packed bus so that i could sit with 3yo dd2 on my knee rather than end up balancing her on the luggage rack bar holding on for dear life like i usually do on a monday. made the bus ride so much easier. the school up the road finish early on a monday and the bus i need to get to pick up dd1 is usually.packed - they all bury their.heads in phones etc and pretend they don't see me struggling to keep dd2 safe/not fall myself while doing this.

The general love and kindness and unfailing support of mumsnet.

Oh yeah, and the sweet lady on the train who actually paid a fine for me when I, as a silly teenager was found out by the jobs worth arsey inspector. She gave me her address to pay her back but I lost the paper it was on and have felt bad ever since.

The lovely medical student and acquaintance who helped me on the packed train when I passed out earlier this week. Train was rammed, no seats to be had and I'm six months pregnant. Stayed with me until the ambulance came, got me blankets, water and called my husband. Can't thank them enough.

Thank you to Foxyrevenger for the sleeping wedge she sent to us for DD.

Dh was cycling and it had taken him longer than expected, it was getting dark and a kind stranger offered my dh some lights so he could get home and asked my dh to post them back must make sure he has

Oh, logan, that's awful that you ended up in that situation

Thank you to the person in Croyden, 13 years ago who gave me £5 so I could get a travelcard home after I lost my purse. Their kindness made me cry, thank you.

I'm 41 and a mature student. DH and I can't have kids.

So massive thanks for the message from one of my fellow students (age 18) on Mother's day. I am his #uni mum. It made me cry a bit.

Thank you to the South African lady who called me an ambulance and stayed with me after I fell over and broke a couple of bones near the train station nee Crawley. I don't know who you are, but I wish I did.

Thank you to the non judgemental dog walkers I met at a nearby lake who talked to my tantruming 19 month old dd who had refused to be carried, to walk or to be put in the sling (basically stopping still).

They got her to follow their dog and had a lovely conversation with me about how all toddlers having their good and bad days, and not to beat myself up they must have read my mind I was very grateful for their comments and gentle nature with dd who happily carried on walking and then asked to go in the sling

Thank you to the woman who came up to me in a cafe when my toddler was having a meltdown and my baby was crying. I was about to cry myself when she came up and asked if there was anything she could do, if she could get me a tea or anything. Then she just looked at me in a really nice way and said 'You are not alone'.

It was amazing, I will remember it forever and hopefully do the same to another struggling Mum one day.

Fad .....you could have sent them my way when you were done my dd (3yo) is doing the stopping dead thing lately

That mum talking to me today made me promise myself that I will go and talk to other mums/dads who look like they are having a tough time. It really does make all the difference.

Couple of weeks ago, setting off from work to drive home in heavy snow. A man popped out from a nearby house with a broom and helped me to clear off my car.

The wonderful people on the MC board and on the TTC after MC thread. They have kept my head above water in the past weeks, give me hope and make me smile. They're company, sympathy, a sounding board and a shoulder to cry on. I just hope I give as much as i receive. I love them all.

Today DH insisted on buying a tree at the garden centre which, surprise surprise, didn't fit in our fairly small car. A man watching us try to fit it in offered to take it for us in his massive 4x4 and he followed us home with it, taking him about 20 minutes drive out of his way!! His wife didn't look overly impressed, it has to be said, but how randomly kind is that!

Thank you to the 5 lovely men who came and lifted my car out of the gutter thing down the side of the road (I hadn't seen it).

They made my day - and had disappeared by the time I got out of the car to thank them.

Thank you to the lovely people on MN who have been crossing fingers and sending good vibes my way while I await test results.
Being able to open up on here has meant so much.

Thank you to the woman in Morrison's car park who offered help when my teen dd with AS was having a terrible meltdown.
I always wished she was on MN and I could thank her "in person". She's the only person that has ever intervened, she left her own teen dd to come over to me.
She was a genuine Good Samaritan and just having her talk to me meant more to me than she will probably ever know.

It's a long time ago now but i've always regretted not going back to the early pregnancy unit to say thank you to a lovely lovely nurse. I had just found out that I'd had a MMC at my 12 week scan. My DTs had died at 7 and 7.5 weeks. I felt dreadful that I didn't know their gender and incredibly guilty for some reason. The lovely nurse asked me what in my heart they were and when I said they were both boys she said 'then that's what they are because you're their Mum so you will know'.

It sounds like a very simple thing but it was immensely comforting at the time and she didn't need to be so kind.

Lovely thread.
In essence all of these are "they didn't need to, but they did".