Today my son Brad and his wife Krystal were talking about some things that happened to them when they were kids. It was funny to me to listen to what Brad would say about me, and my mothering skills. The part that was even more entertaining was... what Brad said ...was terrible and very embarrassing, Krystal would say that is what her mom did too, but she loved it and it made her feel special. I guess everyone is different or at least appreciates certain things differently. As a mom, it is interesting to see how your kids interpreted what you did. I thought I was being a good mom, only to find out....that I was one of the meanest moms in the world. After reading this poem, I realized that at least I wasn't alone, in my actions and desires, that's always good to know.
Well, it is late and I need to head to bed. Being mean, takes a lot of energy you know! :)
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.
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! ~Unknown ( you didn't really think someone was going to put their name on this one did you? )
"It's not easy being a mother. If it were easy, fathers would do it."