The Nicest Way…

So. I was in Walmart this afternoon, already kind of frustrated and not in the best of moods. It was just one of those mornings…you know the kind, where you are ill and not really in a good mood and don’t know why. Yea. It was that kind of morning. I was by myself. I left Noah at home asleep with Josh while he was watching Football and left to get some “me” time and clear my head. [There were only about 1837527192837561 things running through my mind.]

I didn’t really have anything that I needed. Just to pick up a pack of party invitations for Noah’s birthday party on the 17th and I was in desperate need of a bottle of lotion. I have successfully managed to empty every bottle of baby lotion in the house. [What can I say? I use lotion everyday, several times, but never actually buy the stuff.] So, I’m standing there, hanging back so that anyone else who is looking for lotion can see the shelf, when this woman walks up beside me. She is probably in her mid 40’s or early 50’s. She’s very “well off”, that much is obvious. I can sense her looking at me, but I just kept evaluating my moisturizing situation. I reach down to pick up a bottle of Suave Lotion [It was on Sale for $2.70] when this woman speaks up.

“If I were you, I might consider going with the firming lotion. You look as if you could use it.”

My mouth literally dropped. Was she serious?? As if that little comment didn’t make me want to sink into the ground, the one that followed was even worse.

“You know, you would probably be a pretty girl if you fixed your hair and had someone show you how to do your makeup and all. Maybe a different ‘style…’ “

This random stranger has basically just told me in the nicest way EVER that I was flabby and not-so-attractive. Ouch. Talk about hitting someone when they were down. Any of you that have ever had a baby know that your self esteem is the last thing to return after said child is born. So, me, having only had a baby 1 year ago, am still NOT feeling the best in the world about myself as it is. And then this complete stranger tells me I look like crap.

I mean, the comment was bad enough but that added little “probably” in there…wow. So, for lack of anything to say at having just been told that, I turned, teary eyed and walked away. I reached the check out, payed for my lotion {having unknowingly actually purchased firming lotion!} and left. I walked to my car, dragging my feet and with my head hung low. I had just been told exactly the thing that I felt about myself.

I drove to Starbucks, hoping that a Venti White Mocha Frap may make me feel better. No luck. And my mood has been rotten ever since. Yuck. Thanks so much lady for ruining my day. You have obviously never had a child. Have no clue what it feels like to having something invade your body, warp it and stretch it in ways YOU never thought possible, then after 9 months abandon you and leave you to deal with what’s left. It’s not exactly the easiest thing in the world to get used to. Especially when you have people like Jessica Alba, Megan Fox, and the Kardashian sisters flaunting their picture perfect bodies all over TV every single day. Add in a husband that you feel like you don’t satisfy anymore and you have figured out how MOM’S feel…

Ugh. Some people.