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So yesterday I was in a restaurant...

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Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 11:47

I am pretty middle class and have a one year old, my dh and I had a screaming row whilst baby was asleep. My DH shouted at me and called me names for the first time in our relationship. He's having a tough time at work and thinks he may lose his job.
After clipping the car when we parked we got to the restaurant, I couldn't be bothered to cook, and my ds hit his arm and started screaming. Everyone in the restaurant just turned and stared at us, DH picked up DS and knocked a glass on the floor. I just had enough and shouted as much in the restaurant, including the 'f' word. Again everyone looking at me and so I stormed out , then five minutes passed and I realised I'd been a little hot headed so I returned.

Do you think everyone thinks I am a bad mother??

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Flower3554 · 29/06/2008 11:49

GrinWink

hercules1 · 29/06/2008 11:50

The worst. Go crucify yourself in shame!

squeaver · 29/06/2008 11:50

Well if it was a middle class restaurant in a middle class area, I'd mortified if I were you. I hope you were well-dressed. Then it might be forgivable.

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Toothyboy · 29/06/2008 11:51

Well I think you must look like a right bitch.

Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 11:51

I was wearing boden head to foot and my hair is blonde in a tidy bob. My DH had three quarter trousers and a shirt on, and we speak nicely

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misdee · 29/06/2008 11:52

do u look like a right bitch?

Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 12:08

I may look harrassed and in need of empathy!!

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Sobernow · 29/06/2008 12:11

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Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 12:13

Sobernow

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Divastrop · 29/06/2008 12:15

yes,you should hang your head in shame.if you wish to swear in public then make sure you are dressed in reebok and burberry,have your hair gelled back and are wearing 15 pairs of gold argos earrings.and take your ds to mcdonalds.

wheresthehamster · 29/06/2008 12:15

And how did you have the front to return as if nothing had happened????????

Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 12:17

I have purchased a box and returned my Boden clothing, I no londer feel worthy of the brand. We are going on an outing to Claire's accessories and getting peirced this pm, then off to Elizabeth Dukes.

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Elibean · 29/06/2008 12:33
Grin
AuntieMaggie · 29/06/2008 12:40
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ButterflyMcQueen · 29/06/2008 12:41

did anyone give you a sympathetic smile ?

KnickersOnMaHead · 29/06/2008 12:42

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Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 12:50

Just whispering and staring in disgust.

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AuntieMaggie · 29/06/2008 12:53

oh poor you

hope things are better today

KnickersOnMaHead · 29/06/2008 12:57

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ButterflyMcQueen · 29/06/2008 13:16

it will be ok twelvelegs

you still have your middleclassness!!

Twelvelegs · 29/06/2008 13:20

Good God I feel sick of the thought of giving that up, it's the only thing that keeps me posting...

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cory · 29/06/2008 13:25

Don't agree with squeaver at all. Next time make sure you dress up in your scruffiest bags and all will be forgiven These things are only unforgivable when committed by gentlewomen, dear. We do not expect restraint from the lower classes.

GentleOtter · 29/06/2008 13:25

Was the 'f' word food ? Was the service slow ?

savoycabbage · 29/06/2008 13:31

How can this happen in such a family orientated middle class area? There might have been some perfect people with perfect lives who would not dream of having a bad day in that middle class London borough, who you may have disturbed with your antics.

You ought to be ashamed.

partaria · 29/06/2008 15:47

twelvelegs have you been pierced and Duked yet ? if those features are in place, then you have our collective permission to have the emotional meltdown of your choice in a middle class area.