Last week I was grumbling to myself about how my kids think that I am so “mean.” I know that in general I am a pretty positive, sunny person. I don’t complain constantly, I tried to be kind to others, and I am always trying to think of ways to have fun with my family. So how did I become “the mean mom?”
Apparently I am not the only one. In talking to my friends, it seems to be an established idea that if you in any way correct your kids, even if it is for their own good, you are a mean mom. What happens when dad corrects them? Is he the “mean dad?” Nope. It doesn’t work that way. It’s always the mom!
But I’m okay with that. If being a mean mom is about taking care of my kids to the best of my ability even if they don’t necessarily like my rules and consequences, I accept the honor. I’ll proudly wear a mean mom shirt! It’s almost become a catch phrase in my house when I am about to tell the kids that they can’t do something that they want to do or stopping them from something they want to do. They even laugh when I say it now because they know how many times they have thought it (but dared not say it).
Parenting is tough. I thought my mom was mean. It turns out she was just raising me right.
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