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I just received this email from my Mom and in honor of Mothers day and all you 'mean' moms out there...this is for you
Mean Moms
Someday when my children are old enough to
understand the logic that motivates a parent,
I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me: I loved you
enough . . . to ask where you were going, with
whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you
discover that your new best friend was a
creep.
I loved you enough to make you go pay for the
bubble gum you had taken and tell the clerk,
"I stole this yesterday and want to pay for it."
I loved you enough to stand over you for two
hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should
have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough to let you see anger,
disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children
must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
I loved you enough to let you assume the
responsibility for your actions even when the
penalties were so harsh they almost broke my
heart.
But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to
say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all.
I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won,
too. And someday when your children are old enough
to understand the logic that motivates parents,
you will tell them.
Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the
meanest mother in the whole world! While other
kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have
cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a
Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches.
And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that
was different from what other kids had, too.
Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all
times. You'd think we were convicts in a
prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we
were doing with them. She insisted that if we said
we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone
for an hour or less.
We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the
nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us
work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn
to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the
trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would
lie awake at night thinking of more things for us
to do.
She always insisted on us telling the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the
time we were teenagers, she could read our minds
and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was
really tough!
Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the
horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the
door so she could meet them. While everyone else
could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait
until we were 16.
Because of our mother we missed out on lots of
things other kids experienced. None of us have
ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's
property or ever arrested for any crime. It
was all her fault.
Now that we have left home, we are all
educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be
mean parents just like Mom was.
I think that is what's wrong with the world
today. It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
Life is a chain of moments; it isn't only survival
Mean Moms
Someday when my children are old enough to
understand the logic that motivates a parent,
I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me: I loved you
enough . . . to ask where you were going, with
whom, and what time you would be home.
I loved you enough to be silent and let you
discover that your new best friend was a
creep.
I loved you enough to make you go pay for the
bubble gum you had taken and tell the clerk,
"I stole this yesterday and want to pay for it."
I loved you enough to stand over you for two
hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should
have taken 15 minutes.
I loved you enough to let you see anger,
disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children
must learn that their parents aren't perfect.
I loved you enough to let you assume the
responsibility for your actions even when the
penalties were so harsh they almost broke my
heart.
But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to
say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.
Those were the most difficult battles of all.
I'm glad I won them, because in the end you won,
too. And someday when your children are old enough
to understand the logic that motivates parents,
you will tell them.
Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the
meanest mother in the whole world! While other
kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have
cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a
Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches.
And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that
was different from what other kids had, too.
Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all
times. You'd think we were convicts in a
prison. She had to know who our friends were, and what we
were doing with them. She insisted that if we said
we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone
for an hour or less.
We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the
nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us
work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn
to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the
trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would
lie awake at night thinking of more things for us
to do.
She always insisted on us telling the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the
time we were teenagers, she could read our minds
and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was
really tough!
Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the
horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the
door so she could meet them. While everyone else
could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait
until we were 16.
Because of our mother we missed out on lots of
things other kids experienced. None of us have
ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's
property or ever arrested for any crime. It
was all her fault.
Now that we have left home, we are all
educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be
mean parents just like Mom was.
I think that is what's wrong with the world
today. It just doesn't have enough mean moms!
Life is a chain of moments; it isn't only survival
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Thank you...I am proud to say i am a mean mom!!!!!0
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I will be just that.
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Love it!0
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Love it!!!! Thanks for sharing!0
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Awww I'm not a mother, but grateful my mother was a mean mom! :flowerforyou:0
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I tottally respect and love my 'mean Mam'0
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OMG!!! This is me--and I do love my girls with everything I have!!! Thank You!:blushing:0
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I love being a mean mom!!!!0
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I liked it alot.....I am one mean mamajama 0
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This is all too familiar and I love it!!
I had a mean mom and mean grandmothers!!! You know how the saying goes...It takes a village to raise a child. My village mold me into a very nice work of art if I can toot my own horn. Now hopefully I will get the mean mom awards from my 3 mini me's0 -
I love it! I have a "Mean" Mom and I Love her More for it!! And I too am a "mean" mom to my little girl and it will only get worse for her! (she is only 2 now) :laugh:0
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Now that my tears have cleared up enough to see the keyboard.....Thank you. I too am a Mean Mom! And proud of it!0
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I love it! I have a "Mean" Mom and I Love her More for it!! And I too am a "mean" mom to my little girl and it will only get worse for her! (she is only 2 now) :laugh:
I am and proud to be a mean mom and raised by a mean mom who was taught by a mean mom LOL ...!!!0 -
proud mean mom here!0
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My mom was a mean mom! She used to hide stuff in the room I was responsible for cleaning and I would get in trouble if I didn't find it while I was cleaning. We cleaned every saturday and I swore I would never do that.
We joke that we are cookie cutouts of her because we do the same stuff now!0 -
Well, now I know for sure . . . I've become my mother. YAY!
Happy Mothers Day to all the moms who will be reading this!0 -
I swear my 11 month old daughter Sarephine already recognizes me as the "mean mommy." I was painting with her the other day when she took the paints and started eating them. They are non toxic but regardless I pulled them away from her. The look on her face was so shocked and upset than came the waterworks. I said "no." And she cried even more! All I could say was "yes I know. Im mean mommy!" lol. She actually does that alot. And shes smart about it too. If I say no she understands, cries and than crawls over to her father saying "da-da." HAHA!! God I love her!0
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Thank you to all the mean moms out there, especially mine!
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Yep, mean mommy here.
I heard once - if your kid tells you (s)he hates you, you know you're doing something right! :laugh:0 -
I am happy to say that I am Mean Mom, I take great pride in it! I take pride in my childrens manners, I take pride in the A's my son brings home and I take pride in the fact that they clean house! When Grandma says they do to much, I just look at her, apparently she has amnesia about all the work my sister and I did. I am glad we did it, I learned a lot0
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