O no you di’n't
posted in Child Care, Working Moms, Mommy Wars |
I sometimes wish I had a special super power that allowed me to zap a mom’s mouth shut before she said something stupid.
Like the eye doctor I saw today to figure out why the F I still have pink eye.
She was one of those perky, smiley, cute pregnant women who’s on her third kid, but looks like she just walked off the pages of a Pea in the Pod advertisement. Not to mention that she works full-time. I thought her giddiness was from some sort of magic potion she drank for lunch, but as it turns out it’s from what she described as SUCH AN AMAZING NANNY. A snippet from our conversation:
Me: “So you’re on your third?”
Bubbly, Annoying Doctor: “Yeah! Our nanny is so fabulous it makes it seem like we could have 6 kids. She’s just like so calm and soothing. It’s great!”
Me: “Oh. I’m on my third nanny.”
BAD: [a slight sneer]
Me: “And, I just quit my job!”
BAD: “Oh. It’s much easier to work with a great full-time nanny who you trust so much than to stay at home full time with no help. And, you don’t have pink eye, just lash dandruff.”
I felt defeated. Just when I thought I could find common ground with another working mother, I was blasted with a rock of Kryptonite. And some overly oily eyelids.
Unfortunately I didn’t bring my superhero cape with me to the opthamologist, so all I could do was swoop my fabulous non-maternity coat around myself and ask her,
“Well, does your nanny make messianic music CDs for your kids? Ha! I didn’t think so.”
No, actually I just got up and left. Not really caring about the free “Stridex-like” swabs for my eyes. This soon-to-be-SAHM mommy will make do with her regular cotton balls and imperfect nanny.
As we all know, even superheros have their flaws.
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