All moms know the Motherly Code of Honor, which is that you never ever tell another mom how to take care of her baby, in fact don't even give advice if you are going to do it with the tone that the mother is in the wrong. In which case, the mother will just get mad and call you cuss words in her head and a few of us moms may in fact react in harsh ways such as actually saying the cuss words to you out loud.




There are a few moms who think the Motherly Code of Honor doesn't apply to them and that they were sent here by the "Motherly Gods" to tell you everything you should and shouldn't be doing. Which in most cases is complete bullshit and they should just shut there f*cking trap and mind there own business. (oops, i must be one of the mothers who say the cuss words out loud)





These Motherly Code Breaking Moms need to be stopped! At least need to be stopped before they get the shit kicked out of them and get put back in there place.





:::How to spot a Motherly Code Breaking Mom (example):::




Today we had to take Vincent back to the Doctors for his follow up. On the way home i was pondering what i wanted to have for lunch, Grilled cheese sandwich or PB&J? Hmmmm. Oh ya, i need to stop and get some coke from the convenient store. So i pull into the store and the parking lot is completely empty... except for my car of course, i park right in front of the front door. I get out of the care and get my change from the diaper bag. I decide to leave Vincent in the car , now i know i am never supposed to do this and i never do. this was my very very first time, i promise! But it wasn't hot out side, in fact it was pretty chilly, i was the only car in the lot, i parked right in front of the front door where i can see my car from anywhere in the store, and i have an alarm on my car. I was only literally going to be like 2 minutes. So i thought. I get out of the car get the change and set my alarm... satisfied by my "honk honk" my car makes when i set the alarm, i knew Vincent was safe. I go in the store go to the back, glance at my car-- OK... no baby stealers lurking near it. I get the coke from the refidge, and i go to the front counter. I look out in the car again... i see Vincent staring at me. God he is so cute. Then i am interrupted by a wicked voice "don't you know you arnt supposed to leave your youngin in the car?" the first thought that runs through my head is the one time.... the one and probably only time i leave him in the car. So i answer the bitch "yes, i know" and she starts to speak again but i cut her off "He's fine" as i am looking out the window at him. Then she continues as if my rude remark wasn't a hint to shut the f*ck up and mind you own business. She proceeds to tell me a story about a grandma who left the grandchild in the car and the police came and saw and took her to jail and then the mother had to come and pick the children up. .........blah blah..... ---Welllllllll- I am not the grandma, i am the mom. Yes i would get mad if i knew our grandma left our baby in the car.... but. i. am. the. mom! ...And besides if you are so damn worried about it then shut the hell up so i can get back out there. I knew if i told her that this was the first time i have ever done this, leaving him in the car that she wouldn't believe me.




But why do i feel the need to explain myself to her? I know i am a good mom. I know i have never done this before. I know my baby is taking very well care of. and i know she is a Motherly Code Breaker, over stepping her boundaries. Breaking the rules. Trying to make me feel like a bad mom.






Bitch!

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