My 1st judgement moment

I remember it so clearly, my first public humiliation of my parenting and by proxy of my child (that's how sensitive it feels).

She was 5 months old and only the day before had found her squawk box.  Look!  she makes this really cute noise, I thought.  She giggled and smiled at me and squawked some more. 

It was a Friday lunch at a newly groovised pub in Surry Hills.  My four mother friends met for lunch at the early shift and marvelled at being out of the house and ready for someone to cook us food.  We are piteously grateful creatures.

Lunch took a while and she started squawking, but it was short and happy, I tried distracting her,  I showed her a light fitting, which she broke off and I tried squishing back onto the wall, taking her for walks around the room, but just when I had decided it was getting too hard, a wrinkled prune face tapped me on the shoulder and hissed "I didn't come here for this!" meaning the squeals.

I was shocked, just said 'I was about to leave anyway'.    All the other mothers have said it's also happened to them.  

Being a new parent, desperate for company and time outside, I was upset about being judged for trying,  when only the previous week she wasn't a noise maker.  You just can't tell how they are going to behave.

have you been told off in public ?