Contributing factors:- haven't slept in weeks, been in hospital quite a bit over last 3 months, been off work, have barely left the house etc etc

But as everyone with a lively toddler knows it doesn't matter how you feel as long as he gets to go to the park, jump in puddles etc etc. If he's happy I'm happy.

Well I thought I'd be brave and go into town today by myself (the only time I've been out of the house in the last 3 months is with o/h). We're hoping to go to a christening on Sunday and I needed to get card/ present etc.
Ben is 21 months and full of life so when we got to town I let him run about just so he wasn't stuck in his pushchair the whole time. So after a bit I put him in the buggy and we went into a few shops. New Look, River Island to look for shoes and Clintons to look for a card and prezzie. With not being too well I thought I'd call in Cafe Nero for a cuppa cos I was exhausted.
Turns out Ben hadn't used up as much energy as I thought!! I got him out of his pushchair and plonked him on the seat next to me but would he sta y there - NO.
I had a snack for him, a drink for him and toys for him but if he wasn't crawling along the seat he was trying to disappear under the table - you know how it is right??
He nearly tipped up my coffee. He threw his toys on the floor. Just the usual really. Normally this wouldn't bother me too much but I could feel myself getting more and more wound up and I was just about to burst.
I plonked him back in his buggy and told him could sit still til I'd finished my drink. So of course he started creating. So I abandoned my drink and starting getting our stuff together to leave. All of a suden this kindly voice says " Are you ok Love/"
Well that was it, I was in tears!! Telling this woman how I was feeling, snivelling into tissue after tissue. Totally making a fool of myself. Meanwhile Ben was sat in his pushchair totally charming the pants off this woman who was telling what a credit to me he was.
After about 15 mins of me crying my eyes out I finally got myself together, couldn't thank this woman enough and hurried off back to the car.
Obviously I can never show my face in the town centre again. I am totally mortified that I completely fell apart infront of a complete stranger. I don't think I'll ever leave the house again.
I'll probably be laughing about it tomorrow but for now OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vic xxx

oh no - poor you. i have done this in a restaurant too. unfortunately i was working there at the time so all the people who saw me were people that i worked with and i had to carry on with work and go back the next day and face them. its completely humiliating and yet even though i've never forgotton it (and neither have they!) it was ok and mostly they understood. i think the customers thought i was a bit of a head case but it was a while ago now and i can look back and blame it on hormones and stress.
(my lesson learnt from this is even though i rarley wear make-up its important to carry makeup so that i can disguise the fact that i've been crying hysterically and my face is in fact completely red and blotchy!)
this is really awful for you if you find it difficult getting out into town anyway. don't put it off too long before you go in again as other wise it will be too difficult. do you have any friends you could make go with you or your hubby? bless that woman for looking out for you. she could obviously see that you could use a chat (!)
i hope you're ok now? try and have a good rest this weekend if you can get someone to help you out with ben. xx

aaww babe, wish i was there to give u a hug. Iv been into town b4 with my 3 under 3 and once had a disaster time and came home and just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. U will laugh at it 1 day dont worry!! I bet the lady felt glad she could help too!!

Elaine and boys xx

Don't worry hon, you're in good company here!

I answered the door to a male friend of mine and hubby not long after my 2nd baby was born, I'd been trying to give my almost 2 year old his dinner and was really struggling with my emotions, our friend asked the fateful question "Are you okay?" at which point I burst into tears and began sobbing my heart out to him!

He'd only called round to bring a card and prezzie for the new baby!

Bless him, he got a wet, snotty shoulder for his troubles!