Hey Lady, Hang On To Your Baby

Let me start off by saying that this post is just me telling you a story about something that happened in our fair city the other day. It was something weird, so I thought you might like to hear about it.
Here's what happened:
I'm out the other morning, minding my own business, patronizing my local Starbucks (I know, I know - you hate them), and I notice a lady with a baby. I've seen them around before.
The baby is about 10 months old, I'd guess (though I don't know much about baby development). He's old enough to sit up, anyway. And his mom (I assume) seems to be having a bit of trouble. She's got her coffee, the place is crowded, she doesn't seem to have a stroller, etc. I guess she has to go to the bathroom because while I'm ordering my coffee, she plops junior on one of the wooden chairs at a table for two and goes off to the john.
I get my coffee and notice the kid, sort of sitting, sort of wobbling on the chair all by himself. And it seems weird to me, but I'm not a mom, so what do I know?
I go to put in my cream and stuff, when I hear a crash and rising wail. The poor little dude has fallen out of the chair and onto the floor. By the time I turn around, he's under the table, face bright red, head against the iron base, screaming his face off.
And no one is doing anything.
Now, I don't think of myself as a buttinsky, but it was just such a weird thing to experience. Baby screaming, everyone looking away, Mom nowhere to be seen. And I just couldn't seem to help what I did next. I put down my coffee, went over to the table, and picked the baby up off the floor.
When his mom comes out of the bathroom (only about 20 seconds after I picked up the baby) she FREAKS OUT. I get it. She doesn't know what's going on. Only that her baby is crying like crazy and being held by some random stranger.
I hand the kid over right away, explain that he'd fallen out of the chair, reassure her that he seems okay, etc. And then I tried to leave.
Mom, on the other hand, didn't want to let me go at first. She was pretty pissed that I touched her baby, and really defensive, maybe because she thought I was about to yell at her or something. She mellowed after a few moments - I think when she realized I wasn't going to give her a hard time - and subsequently went on a rant about the selfishness of Starbucks customers and people without babies. It's really THEIR fault, she said, because any decent person would have given up one of the comfy chairs when they saw she had a baby with her. (From what I could gather, comfy chairs hold babies up pretty well when you've got unexpected peeing to do.)
I fled the scene as soon as I could, but the whole experience has been on my mind ever since. Should I have picked up the baby? Was that a mistake? Should I just have averted my eyes?
I've caught sight of the lady and the kid a few times since this happened, but I've just sort of avoided eye contact. I feel weird about the whole darn thing.
Photo of Baby Isobel by matt_man.









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Something's off here. If it's not your story, then it's the people ( starting with the Mom). Let me know which Starbucks this happened in and I'll try to avoid the neighbourhood.