My kids are the most important things in my life. They are my life. I always believed that it was the same with all mothers. I do not live under a rock. I am fully aware of all the psycho moms who physically hurt their kids and worse. But when it affects someone that I adore, then the claws come out.
My mom calls me today at 6:55 PM. My nephew had just called her from camp because his egg donor had still not picked him up. Camp pick up is by 6PM. I would have to be DEAD to not pick up my child or if for any reason I was late due to an accident or something I would call someone to get my child or at the least notify the camp. No consideration is given not only to the poor child, but to the staff member who has to stay late. I bet she's never late for Happy Hour!