Every mother needs a T-shirt that reads ‘He’s not infectious, people!’
They look at me sideways and almost mutter their disgust through thin lips.
One obviously couldn’t stand it anymore and decided to take the direct approach.
“I care about you. I care for your family. But I question whether this is the right thing, for the other children?”
One blatantly lifted her son away from mine.
I want to write a sign. I want to send out a group email. I want to emblazon it across my four-year old’s forehead.
HE IS NOT INFECTIOUS.
But still the looks.
It’s an eye thing. It looks pretty rank. I am not sure I would want to touch it myself but again I state (and again I really want the world to know).
HE IS NOT INFECTIOUS.
I understand, mothers-with-jobs-more-important-than-mine, you don’t want your kids to get sick.
I get it, mothers-with-precious-newborn-babies, you don’t want exposure to unknown germs.
I get it, mothers-with-those-little-ones-with-weak-immune-systems, you can’t risk it.
But again.
HE IS NOT INFECTIOUS.
It’s an eye thing.
The season of germs and lurgies and swine flu and 24-hour vomiting bugs is upon us.