So this afternoon at the school gates I bump into another mum I know vaguely, who then stares at my 3 yr old ds before remarking 'ooh he looks far to big to be in that '
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Nosy cow in question doesn't know my life story , but she does know that I'm on my own pretty much full time, have three dc's to ferry about and have no bloody car . My 3 yr old is the size of a 4 year old and weighs a ton (not fat, just tall) and walks LOADS but by the afternoon he's tired and either runs off near a main road or does that wretched jelly legs act and refuses to walk, is far too heavy to carry especially as i have a bad back!
At the time I just simpered something about him being at an 'awkward' stage but I now find myself feeling more and more pissed off at this woman, really wish i'd been assertive enough to say the truth 'im doing what makes my life easier so mind your own business and fuck off 
Ahhhh that feels better!!!