I was at the big playground today and there was a dad and his little boy, about 3 running around, boy was in a Spiderman costume with a plastic mask racing around having fun.
Then mum comes along, vey small baby jammed into a Baby Bjorn and starts laying down the law to the 3 year old that he must take off the mask as it wasn't safe, he couldn't see properly he must take it off or they would all get in the car and go home immediately!
She was ropable, small boy in a pool of tears, bewildered that the day out had disintergrated to a shouting battle of wills, dad was in the background looking helpless and embarrassed.
Anyway, none of us innocent bystanders intervened despite the tears and when it abated I remembered that I had episodes like that when the kids were very young
What I mean to say is, does anyone else who has come through the other side of post partum-dom now recognise the flying off the handle aspect and how it made your partner and your other kdis feel? It must have been very hard on the rest of the family for the first few weeks and I could not through stones at this women on account of having lived in the same glass house for a fair few weeks
Or am I a loon? Anyone else recognise this scenario?