"There will always be the older white woman in Walmart who stared at us with sheer disgust, or the African-American mother who looked at us and just shook her head.”
The people behind me, as I wrestled my own whiney toddler, began very loudly whispering things like: "How many baby daddies do you think she has? Can't even dress those kids for weather. Just wait until she whips out the food stamps."
