Warning: The me you know (maybe you know me) and love (of course you do love me)… the sweet and nice mommy who loves rainbows and running and never posts anything mean, angry or controversial, is on vacation today. If you like me better when I’m the nice girl, please skip this post. I am not all sugar and spice today. I am mad! When I get mad about something that has to do with my children, I get mean. This is a mama bear post. Stop reading right now, if you like me better when I am sweet! You have been warned.
I’m pissed off! Furious! I’m mad at you! No, not you. I’m sure you are lovely. Look to the left. The one in the car next to you. Yeah that’s the one. The one making out with her quadruple
bypass surgery burger with extra cheese. FYI, lady, the cow is dead. It won’t run away. You don’t have to shove the entire thing in your mouth in one bite. It’s not going anywhere, I promise. But no, it isn’t your eating habits (however ghastly) I’m mad about… not exactly. It is your multitasking. I know you are busy. I get it. I really do. You have a million things to do, and not enough hours in the day to finish half of them. Our society pretty much drills into your head that the more you accomplish in a day, the greater your worth. The busier the better. I’m mad about that too. It’s not true. You are enough just the way you are… whether or not you finish that mile long to do list. But that is a whole other topic for another day.
Right now the thing I am angry about is the DWSF or DUIFF. Driving while Stuffing Face that is, also known as Driving Under the Influence of Fast Food.
Yesterday while running home from Isla’s school, I had to yield the right of way at crosswalks to five (yes, crosswalks! Those things where you are supposed to let pedestrians cross. Yes, 5!) different distracted drivers… all of them mothers (or at least women with their cars full of kids). They did not even look! I am a very cautious runner when I have my stroller with me. I looked. I stopped. I had the right of way, but I gave it up. Because I am so careful, I’m alive, and my girls are too. No thanks to those of you committing DWSF. Come on, ladies! I’m not saying moms are the only ones who need to watch out, but shouldn’t we be the ones who are best about it? We have the most to lose. Yes, pedestrians need to pay attention too. It is 50/50. Both parties need to be aware of their surroundings. However, just because it is 50/50, doesn’t mean that you aren’t responsible to give 100% of you attention to driving. Here’s another thing, all this happened in an surrounding three public schools and I don’t even know how private schools that had just let out for the day. There were children everywhere.
Mamas, think about how much you love your own children. It’s the most amazing thing! Isn’t it? They are your world, your life. Without them… you don’t even know what you do. Now this is going to seem a little harsh. I don’t care. It’s important. Imagine this. Your precious child, the one who stole your heart the second she was born, is walking home from school, playing and laughing like children do, distracted by friends and fun like children are… And someone, just some stranger, is paying more attention to that bag of grease and empty carbs in her lap, than to the crosswalk, where your sweet angel is crossing. Yes, right now in this moment that fast food is more important to some woman, than your sweet child is. She is fully and selfishly absorbed in her own needs. She does not give a second look to the crosswalk… I’m not going to go on. I can’t. And I don’t think I need to. You are a mother. You get it.
People talk about drunk driving, how bad it is. It is! It needs to stop. People talk about texting and driving. That’s awful too.
Distracted driving is dangerous… Every kind of distracted driving! Yes, you have distractions that you can’t help… like your children talking and playing in the car and asking you questions… all the questions. I understand that mamas have a lot going on. That is all the more reason to STOP adding to the distractions. I know it seems like I’m being mean (maybe I am, a little) and judgmental (I’m not). I am not saying I’m better than you (not at all). Of course I’ve eaten while driving too. And I thought I was paying attention to my driving. I’m sure you think you are too. But if you don’t see a mommy with an enormous bright orange double jogging stroller and her two little girls, then you are not paying attention to driving. Multitasking is fine… probably a necessary part of life. I’m doing it right now. I’m eating my salad as I type. Just please, please don’t do it when the stakes are so high. If I pay more attention to this tomato dripping in balsamic vinaigrette, than I do to my writing, oh well. I can delete my typo and fix it. Or maybe it stays. Still no big deal when you look at the big picture (although typos are really, really annoying, aren’t they? I bet you found a few that annoyed you in this post. But they didn’t kill you.). But driving is different. Driving is dangerous. We do it all the time, so it is easy to forget just how much is at stake. We are talking about lives! Human lives! The lives of children! You cannot run over a child then say oops and hit the delete button.
Mamas, I don’t want to be mad at you. I know you need to eat. I know you need to drive your children home from school. I know you love your precious children just as I love mine. Please, please pay attention to the road… to the crosswalks… to the people trying to cross the crosswalks. Your burger is not worth more than the life of a child. I don’t care of you are eating caviar. It is still not that important. It can wait. No more DWSF!
Please think about it, drive carefully, and share! DWSF is serious.