Thursday, August 25

Lesson #130 - I Might Be A Little Selfish

The Man has this thing about saving people. I don't know if it is just his personality or he genuinely thinks he can save everyone out there.

While I was pregnant with Lulu, The Man, my best friend and I were at a football game for The Man's birthday...or it might have been Christmas...I can't really remember (I blame mommy-brain...and the fact that it was more than 6 months ago). As we were leaving the stadium, we happened to pass a scuffle of sorts. Two younger men, for whatever reason, were pushing an older gentleman. We didn't know the circumstances and I really didn't want to know.

Had I not stopped him, The Man would have pushed his way into the middle of the action and tried to break things up. I tried to get him to understand that if something had happened to him - though I'm sure he would have been okay - I wouldn't have been able to jump into the mix. I am not one to keep my hands to myself and I don't avoid confrontation at all. However, I was preggo at the time...which doesn't bode well for hand-to-hand combat.

The Man reasoned that if it were his father, or my father, he would hope that some brave soul would prevent the situation from escalating.

I guess if my child was in danger, then I'd hope someone would step in and try to stop whatever was going on. I don't know what I'd think if MY child (or husband) was the one putting an end to the confrontation. Call me selfish, but I just wouldn't want my loved ones to willingly put themselves in danger for someone else.

11 comments:

Blondee said...

That is a hard one. I know that I have always been one to speak up for the underdog, simply because you never know when you may be that underdog. I know my husband (who is *very* reserved) has cringed a few times when I have spoken up. A couple of examples; one afternoon in the grocery store we saw a woman dragging a girl who looked to be about three years old by her hair from the bathroom area back to her grocery cart. The little girl looked as if she were terrified and wanted to cry but holding her little hand over her mouth. My thought was she was afraid if she made a sound, whatever the woman had already done would get worse. Then the woman started saying the 'f' word and berating the little one. I walked over to the cart and told the woman as a parent I was ashamed of the example she was giving this little girl. That her demeanor and language were heartbreaking and that if the child had done something wrong there is correcting a child, and there is scarring a child. The woman was MAD that I spoke up and told me to back off. I told her I would rather see her anger directed at me, than the girl...because I've been the girl terrified of a parent. I offered to stand and talk with her while she calmed down, I even offered to walk with her while she finished her shopping. She began to cry and said that nothing was right that day and the little one hadn't napped and was screaming in the store and then wet her pants...as little ones sometimes do. When I left the woman my husband said I shouldn't have gotten involved. I disagree. That child needed help.

Another time we were out in public and there was a large man of the biker type near us whose language was atrocious. My children were smaller and seated with us. We were at a speedway and couldn't easily move to new seats. After a few more choice comments from the man I said 'Could you please stop swearing? We paid for our seats just like you did, but we didn't do it so our children could be taught to talk filth.' He looked at me and I was scared, but he looked around and then apologized!! He said he didn't realize little kids were within earshot. The rest of the race he yelled and made noise....but not shameful language. Hubby was again, NOT happy with me. But if I don't stick up for what is right, who will? Who will show my kids compassion, respect, love for others and to do the right thing?

However, being pregnant changes everything. It's not a time to be confrontational, nor upset. Then you aren't risking you, you are risking a little person. I doubt I would have interjected in either scenario had I been pregnant at the time.

Well, I've rambled today!!! lol
Have a great weekend!

DysFUNctional Mom said...

I'd have been the one jumping in while hubby held me back. LOL

Joshua said...

I like The Man. Sounds like something I've done. And do. Something in me, I just run toward danger. Always have.

Stacy Uncorked said...

The Man is definitely a keeper - seems chivalry is dead these days, but alive and well with him! ;)

LOVE MELISSA:) said...

Tough situation. I probably wouldn't have interjected but he had great intentions. He is a keeper!!

blueviolet said...

I admire him for being willing to jump into the fray actually!

Ryan Ashley Scott said...

It's a tough choice - rescue someone else or keep your family safe. I don't know... my husband would have been right there with him. It's nice to know chivalry still exists, though.

Vapid Vixen said...

That's a dilemma. You kind of have to love that he's so willing to fight for the underdog but naturally, don't want any harm to come to the people you love most in the world. Definitely not selfish though. Understandable.

Big D and Me said...

Interesting looking at it from your side. I'm usually the one who is willing to interupt something and my husband is not.

Heather said...

See, I probably would have jumped in just because I can't stand to see crap like that! My husband has done that many times and it's gotten to the point that I'm shocked when he doesn't!

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Eclipsed said...

That is a tough one. I would have probably had my husband step in, although he is a police officer and is trained for those situations. But he doesn't really like to get involved off duty. Sometimes calling a security guard or 911 is the only safe intervention available.

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