I have a confession to make: There have been times when I've been a bad parent. Way too many for my comfort level.
Hopefully not to the extent that someone has shared my bad moments with the world, but perhaps.
When my dad died, I dropped off a child with a stomach bug at my friend's house. A good mom would have been with her sick son. But my dad had died, I was 9 months pregnant, and I knew he would be OK. And I needed to cry with my mom and my siblings. So I dropped him off, crying and ill, at my friend's house.
On a less dramatic note, today my daughter desperately wanted to do something-- anything. But I've been really sick for over a week, and just didn't want to do anything. And, worse, when she complained, I allowed it to blow up into an argument.
There have been times when I've thought my kids weren't sick enough for the doctor, and I was wrong.
And if you want to share in some of my stellar parenting moments at Disney, here are a few.
https://www.disboards.com/threads/we-were-that-family.1938422/
I'm sure that each episode had a huge audience of people waiting to share my lapses with the world.
I've also displayed poor judgement at other times. My minivan has 2 big dents, both from hitting fixed objects. One was shortly after the doctor said "Mastectomy"-- I hit a concrete post in the parking garage. Then, a few months later, when the term "radiation" came up, I backed into a car. Driving while upset is no less dangerous than driving while impaired, and I have no excuse. I know with absolute certainty that I should not have been behind the wheel either time.
There have been far too many times when my kids deserved a far better mom than they got at a particular moment in time.
I don't know about the woman in the OP. Maybe she was lazy, maybe she was drunk, maybe she's just a bad parent. I don't know. But since I'm living in a lovely little glass house of my own, I'll refrain on throwing stones.