(Disclaimer: original post was made in my personal Facebook account. Some pictures were also taken, but will try to insert them here. Some friends have already commented on my post, and one provided me with the exact words I actually wanted to use, but couldn’t think it at the time of writing.)
So I somehow made this unexpected social experiment in a cafe, where all seats were taken, and I was with a sleeping toddler. It’s not the first time that I was in a difficult predicament such as this. These were instances I was actually expecting some common courtesy, in letting someone with a kid sit down. But instead of that, I was rather greeted with apathy. What a contradiction there.
The first time was in an even popular coffee and doughnuts shop, and some patrons chose a bigger space with couches, whereas a mom with a sleeping toddler in tow, like me, was reduced to single seaters. I mean, it would have been comfortable for me to have my toddler laid on a couch so that I can go about whatever business I need to do, right? But no. That time, I was eventually able to get another chair, positioned them facing each other, for an improvised couch to lay my toddler on.
At this point, I am losing hope and faith in humanity, as I remain standing (and typing), and there were good abled customers not needing a couch to lay any toddlers on, staying on the couch.
I even wondered after having stood for almost 20 minutes, while standing near the high chairs and carrying my toddler, if anyone from those seated on the couch would trade places.
It took someone seated in a single seater to leave before I was able to sit down. I had to make do with a chair to put the still-sleeping toddler down.
A total of 30 minutes have elapsed before anyone from the couches left. I asked the assistance of a staff member for things, while I transferred to the just emptied couch (the middle of 3 couches). Occupants of either side never bothered to look at my predicament.
Perhaps, I was expecting too much. But during this trip, I would have greatly appreciated some kindness and compassion. Unfortunately, they perhaps felt it embarrassing to give up their seats so they’re the ones sitting on the bar stools, instead of someone cradling a toddler.
I hope when the time comes, and my daughter is witness to the same, she wouldn’t bat an eyelash, and help a mom in need without question.
My previous area was in front of this girl in a white shirt. Imagine if I had to sit on those high chairs while carrying my toddler.
This couple to my right had used metal straws for their drinks. At least they were kind to the environment. Not kind enough to the ones living in the same environment, though.
The couple to my left was playing Monopoly (the card game) when we came in. After almost 2 hours, and after the rain, they were still at it. Monopolizing that couch near the comfort room.
I looked for that verse in the Bible that I wanted to take comfort from, during this ordeal (wow). It may have only been a temporary inconvenience for me, to be carrying a 13-kg heavy sleeping tot, but it somehow says so much about the way I handle all discomfort in life.
There are a lot of things that can cause us trouble. Some may be big, some are small. Some may have it in varying degrees, and accepted or greeting by different responses. But here’s what the word of God says about it:
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.”
2 Corinthians 1:3-5 | NIV
So the point is, we have a great and big God who is always able to comfort us in all our troubles, whatever kind they may be. It really is hard to find that kind of comfort from other people if they do not really care. But with God, He never fails to care. All we need is to actually take comfort in Him.