So I’ve experienced my first mum anger towards an unknown child in a play area.
It was supposed to be a nice day and play time for my daughter, myself and my auntie met up for a coffee while she played and we sat close by to watch her. As we were chatting I saw my daughter being followed by another girl around her age, suddenly she pushed my daughter over, fortunately she got right back up and like a trooper ignored the girl and went on her merry way.
This was on a higher floor lever so I stood up to see where they had got to. A couple of minutes later I see my daughter walking quite quickly where I had seen them before, her face was red and she looked about to cry. So comes the girl again and pushes my daughter once again.
By this point I’m filled with anger and yelling up to my day to come down. I go the the stairs at the back to meet her, as she comes down and sees me she looks so relieved and let’s her tears fall, the appears the girl again and pushed her! Right in front of me! My mouth and brain seemed to act without me; I found myself saying, “Excuse me but can you NOT push my daughter please?!”
Which I thought was quite pleasant and reasonable considering what was actually spinning around in my head.
My daughter ran to me and sobbed her heart out, she didn’t want to play anymore ad was too scared to go back in. A lovely mum overheard and offered to call her boys over so they would play with her and watch over her. But my daughter wasn’t having any of it. She was too scared.
Of course I gave her the encouragement speech to try and get her back on her feet. I sat for a while hoping to see which of the adults the girl went to, I wanted to find her parents. She didn’t budge from the play area and all the while stood staring at my daughter. We ended up leaving.
I just wondered if I handled it ok? Should I have done more? Obviously my priority was my daughter. But it boils my blood just remembering the girl pushing her and my daughter nearly in tears.
Later she mentioned that the girl had pushed her first, then asked to play, obviously from that experience she declined and went on to play by herself which led to the girl following her and pushing her some more. Apparently my daughter had asked her to stop but the girl continued.
It’s been creating a fire in my belly since.
I can’t understand how the parents didn’t see this either? I do remember a lone lady sat looking a bit sheepish when I collected my daughter after the ordeal.
Has everyone experienced this and how did you all handle this?
I can’t seem to get over it 😅