Today at the playground, Julian was on the spiral climber thing. He managed to sit on it, & was spinning/sliding around slowly & lowering himself to the ground.
Once he got to the bottom, he just stayed there. He didn’t fuss, didn’t try to get off, wasn’t in any danger or distress.
A mom looked around for his mom, she could tell that I was paying attention from a distance. She kept looking at Julian & then me. When she realized that I wasn’t coming to help him (b/c he didn’t need help), she lifted him off of the thing & glared at me.
I didn’t ask you to mother my child. I am not just being lazy. I have reasons for not interfering.
I didn’t even care so much that she helped him up, but it irked me that she was judging me. It bothered me that she expected me to run over & thank her & apologize for me not getting there first.
He was fine.
And 2 minutes later when he actually did have a fall, he was fine too. But luckily she had stormed off by then & didn’t have to experience my horrible mothering skills 😉
Of course, there have been times when I am glad that some other adult has stepped in. There have been times where I was a little too laid-back, & my kiddo took a spill that was a little too scary for my liking. But that is the middle ground I am looking for. Don’t worry – my heart is beating just as nervously as yours when my one year old climbs high, but I know him well enough to know what he is capable of doing safely.