If Life Went My Way

Other mommies and their mean sons

While I was being fed, I still heard occasional giggles behind us. And even a few times the adults laughed too. Every time, mommy looked like she was going to say something but she didn't.
When we were all done, mommy wiped my face clean and gave me my binkie back. She led me back to our room. We were getting a bunch of nasty looks from all the people at the other table.
I just kept walking and lowered my head so they wouldn't hurt me again. When we got back to our room, mommy made sure no one was at the door. When she was sure no one was listening, she turned to me. She looked stern.
"If those boys or their parents try to hurt you again, come to me before they can. And please stay near me or at least in my eyesight. Okay munchkin?" I nodded my head very slightly, afraid of what would happen if I couldn't get to her.
She put me in a swimmy diapee and my bathing suit. She then took me to the park, but it was closed for another 5 minutes. So we decided to wait.
The other families walked up behind us to wait as well. I didn't turn around but I was sure they were staring at me. They started to whisper again. And the one that was taller than me stood closer. I squeezed my mommies hand.
She looked and saw how close he was. She moved behind me and in front of him. I heard him quietly scoff and walk away. The doors opened and mommy led me inside to find a spot to sit.
She picked a spot near the water so she could keep an eye on me. We waited until Mark and Isabelle got here so I didn't go in the water alone. When they did get here, I was excited and nervous to go back in the water.
The sound of the water made me pee-pee already. I stepped into the water with Mark and we began to play.
We played until it was time for lunch, mommy and Isabelle made us sandwiches. Mine was ham and mustard, Mark got Pb+J. We ate fast and went back in the water.
I had forgotten about the boys long before lunch and was having a lot of fun. I usually had to poo-poo around 2 o'clock. So when it was 2, I heard the familiar gurgle of my tummy.
At the moment I was sitting in the water with Mark and we were playing with some bath toys we had brought. And since I had my diapee on, I just stopped for a second and grunted and pushed the poopy into my diapee. I felt myself go up a little but I didn't mind.
We continued playing. Then, almost like clockwork, the boys came back. I looked over at mommy and she looked visibly tensed and wouldn't take her eyes off the boys. I remember what mommy told me about going to her when they come.
"Mark?" He looked up at me and saw I was very nervous.
"Yeah?"
"I need a diapee change. Will you go with me to mommy pwease?" He just nodded his head. We got up, grabbed our toys, and made our way to our mommies before the boys could get us.
As I was heading to them, one of the boys stuck out his foot to trip me. I tripped but Mark stopped me from falling into the water and glared at the boys. Mommy saw too, but she didn't say anything to the boys.
We got to them easy after that and I told mommy I needed a change.
"Okay munchkin" she took my hand and led me to the bathrooms in the park. We took the big stall and I layed down, the floor was cold.
She changed me and redid the buttons on my crotch. Then we went back out to our spot.
Now the boys were talking with their parents on the other side of the pool area.
"Hey Isabelle, you wanna go to the hot tub with these two?"
"That sounds like a great idea. C'mon sweetie let's go" she took Mark's hand and we all went to the hot tubs.
Being in the hot tub with a diapee on was very comfy. It was a big hot tub, but we got lucky and no one else was in it.
Then after a few minutes the boys and their parents came over and sat in the hot tub too. I got nervous, mommy got tense, and Isabelle and Mark didn't know.
"Hello" one of the mommies said to us. I just waved shyly, Isabelle and Mark said hi as if there was nothing wrong, my mommy put on her best fake smile and said "Hey" politely.
"So how has your stay been?" The other mommy asked.
"Its been great. A few things weren't expected but hey, what can you do" mommy said casually.
"Your daughter is very cute" one of the dad's said. Sounding very forced.
"Why thank you. How has your stay been?" Mommy said trying to get the topic off me.
"Oh it's been fantastic! We had the best breakfast probably ever and the water park is so fun for the kids. And the boys even said they made friends with your daughter yesterday" mommies eye twitched again.
"Oh! Well I guess Zyler forgot to mention that. How wonderful" one of the parents noticed my black eye.
"How did that happen?" The parent that asked looked genuinely curious and nice.
"Well, she told me that those boys of yours went behind a waterfall where she was, and beat her senseless. They also sent her into a hour and a half long panic attack" mommy was no longer nice. Her jaw was locked and she looked the most angry I'd ever seen her.
The parent that asked looked upset that her boy may have done that, but the other parents looked smug.
"How do you know she's not lying for attention?"
"Because she wouldn't force herself to have a panic attack for attention. If you've ever had one, it's not something you want to force on yourself"
"Well even if they did do it, which they didnt, what's the big deal? They're just teenagers" mommy went red.
"Exactly, they are teenagers. They should know better than to beat someone else up for no reason"
"Well maybe she shouldn't be here then. I mean look at her! She's basically begging to be beat going into public like that!" The other mommy just looked at them in horror. My mommy didn't like that at all.
"And why do you think it's yours or your sons job to decide who should be beaten or not?!"her voice raised.
"Because who cares! You obviously don't! You're walking around with a retarded, and probably autistic girl wearing a diaper and swimming in the toddler section!" This hit me hard. I wasn't autistic, but I did suffer from ADHD, depression, and sever social anxiety. I have tried several times to kill myself and I have been institutionalized for it. Mommy knew this.
"You have no God damn right to say that about her!"
"Why? It's probably true. I mean look at her! She's clearly mentally disabled." The other mom saw my arms.
"Sandra, stop!" She pleaded while stepping in front of her. She whispered something to the parents, they're faces went pale.
The nice lady turned to us.
"I'm so sorry about my friends and all our sons behavior. I promise you it will be dealt with and it won't happen again. The rude parents were staring at my arms, I moved completely behind mommy.
Mommy started to get out, she grabbed my hand and took me with her. Before we left mommy turned to the rude parents and said:
"Next time, take a closer look at who your insulting. I'm glad at least one of you did. Your son will be lucky to have that trait" and we left. Mark and Isabelle followed.