This "momma rottweiler" is slowly but surely learning the art of calming down enough to be a more effective "momma bear".
As usual, the jerks hit and interfere at the worst possible times and when you need them to just leave you alone the most, but this time I was able to put the woman back in her place firmly, and rather quickly considering the situation, without loosing my cool or my temper (even
though she lost hers almost instantly). That means I succeeded at not raising my voice, yelling, cussing, or even getting rude or sarcastic. That's progress over here for this stressed out, sleep deprived, tired of being attacked, protective mommy. :) And all I can say about it really is thank God. Litterally. He has been helping me out a lot lately in this area. :)