Oh what a day
: I live in the mountains and we got hit with big snow storm overnight, I had to make it to town wich is a drive down a mountain canyon this morning with ds. I noticed my tire felt low, so pulled over to find a screw in it, UUUUggghhh!! There was no way I could drive it, luckily a friend noticed me on the side of the rode and gave ds and I a ride to town to my comitment, this was so wonderful, perfect timing and all. I was watching a little boy a year older than ds, (I trade childcare with a woman for a massage) the little devil was, well, a little devil today and I had just about had it with him after the 3 hours!! So I got a ride from his dad to the bus station to catch a bus home, no big deal ds LOVES to ride on the bus, EXCEPT the bus was 30 mins late, ds has his 3rd poop of the day and I have no extra diapers ( I used all of them already), on top of that he is suffering from a major bad rash because he had strawberries with the sitter the night before, (the only thing he is allergic to)
:. So needless to say he was a bit crabby because of that and tired as it was an hour past his usual nap time. So the bus finally shows up, I sit up front so I could hopefully use my pregnant belly and tired ds to persuade him to drop me off at my car so that I could drive it home (which was 2 mins away from where I left it). Well we were driving up the very icy canyon and the bus driver very sternly said to me that "your son needs to be seated at all times"!! Ok I understand that, it is a safety issue, so of course I complied. However ds is not willing to sit because of his diaper issue, and ladies if you have ever tried to make a 2 year old sit who is tired and in pain well you know your asking for trouble. Ds threw a fit, I knew that if I let him get out his cry a bit that he would soon realize that there was no compromise. (poor ds
)So anyway not much into his cry the driver turns to me and very, very, very rudely says "you are going to to have to take him to the back as his screaming is hurting my head and I can't concentrate." This was no "I am sorry, but I need to be able to hear, would you mind going to the back until he calms down please?" This was a viciously rude way to address me. Not to mention if he were to have gotten in an accident while I was "waddling" to the back of the bus with ds we could have been VERY hurt. I was so mad and embarressed that when I got off I said to him "sir you are not the only one having a hard day today"! What is your name, I am going to file a formal complaint!" He said "go ahead and file a complaint, but I did it for all of our safety" And I said "then you needed to say that in a civil way!" and then stormed off the bus! I swear I never, ever, ever, talk back to people like that, but this guy messed with the wrong pregnant woman today!! I got home called dh and cried for 20 mins to him, and what a sweety he just listened to me. So thank you for reading if you made it this far, I just needed to share a bit of what my pregnancy hormones amplified into a mess for me.