Bothered.

So there was this horrible woman in front of me at my husband's graduation... 

I have three kids. Obviously they aren't going to sit silently and pay attention to everything all the military weirdos are saying. But they really weren't that bad. And about two minutes before the event ends, this woman turns around and tells (yells at?) me that I'm being rude and I need to take them out. 

And I get it. Be a bigger person. She didn't have kids, she'll understand someday. Blah blah blah

But it really messed with me. 

In the 5 1/2 years I've been a parent, no one has EVER told me that they're being too loud. 

In fact, I've often been complimented on how well behaved they are. And one of my favorite compliments from a friend at church, "Thank you for knowing when you need to take your kids out into the hall!" (Other parents didn't seem to know)

But now suddenly I was pushed into this category of rude people who can't parent. And I KNOW she was wayyyyyyy being the rude one. 

And funny enough, she said these things to me about thirty seconds after the woman behind us was laughing/playing with my youngest. 

Also, I watched a video with Aaron later on (the closing speech I had missed) and there are cries of babies all over that thing! 

I can't help but feel the need to defend myself. 

My kids weren't being obnoxious. Alek was for a minute and his grandpa took him out and brought him back later. But no one was yelling, or crying, or whining. They were sometimes forgetting to whisper and losing patience with the boring adults and wondering if I had more food in my purse. Ya know, like kids do. 

So it was really unexpected when that lady said that to me. 

And normally I wouldn't have left, but part of me began to wonder if maybe she was right and we were disturbing people. And another part of me was afraid I was going to cry, because people/strangers usually don't just start yelling at me and I don't know how to handle that. 

So I got up with the baby. And the boy followed me with my father in law. He was really sad and didn't understand why we had to leave. I told him it was because there was a mean lady in front of us. 

But I guess maybe my feelings are hurt. 

Which seems dumb. Because I know she was in the wrong, and I know I shouldn't care anyway. 

But it has really bummed me out. And I feel sad inside when I think about it.