Friendship Dilemma

By SheelaR

I’m a super proud godmother of three. The youngest of which is a one year old boy. His mom and I haven’t spoken in about a week. She’s angry with me. I’ve apologized once and I have no plans to do it again, because I did the right thing for the right reason.

While visiting, I noticed him playing with a bell that was about the size of a pecan. He kept shoving it in his mouth and that made me extremely anxious. I jokingly pointed out that it was a choking hazard, to which she seemed to ignore. However, she would occasionally tell him not to put it in his mouth, to which he ignored. He’s only one so that was to be expected.

I freely show my friends how much I love them, with my words and my actions… And what I did next should have only been perceived in that way.
After she left the room, he stood up and then fell forward with the bell in his mouth. I got up and took it away from him, and that left him screaming at the top of his lungs. She came back into the room and I explained to her what happened. Her reaction startled me.

Why would a simple act of love and concern make you so angry? I don’t feel like I crossed a line. I love them dearly and would never do anything that wasn’t in their best interest. It’s not the first time I’ve seen him put something in his mouth that didn’t belong there. I feel like her reaction was more about rejecting what seemed like my questioning of her parental skills, in some ways, that’s exactly what is was. However, it was merely out of love.

I often bounce things off of my mother because she’s one of the most reasonable people I know. She has a great sense of morality and common sense. She said many things, but the thing that stuck with me the most was… “Your heart and intentions were pure and if she can’t see that moment for what it was, you don’t need to be friends.”

That moment has haunted me all week and I miss them. I don’t want our friendship to be over. However, maybe it’s time to close that door so that a new one can open. I hope this isn’t one of those times. All I can do is wait…

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